Chapter Four
Seth cracked one eye open and checked the time on the clock.
Again. It was only ten minutes later than the last time he looked and still too early to call Rueben.
But damn, his dick was hard enough to pound nails, and Seth was dying to know if the butt plug Rueben had inserted the previous night was still in place.
For the past two weeks, they started and ended their days talking on the phone.
They’d spent hours getting to know each other on a deeper level.
Sometimes, they buddy-watched TV series or movies on streaming sites, and other times, they talked about the tragedies that had shaped their lives.
Seth noticed Rueben’s accent became heavier when he talked about Rosa, Lily, and his beloved abuela.
The way he rolled his Rs made him think of Rueben’s skilled tongue, but they didn’t touch the sexual topics or engage in buddy-jerking for almost a week.
Looking back, that seemed like a pretty big miracle because their chemistry had always been electric, even through a wireless connection.
Seth rolled onto his stomach, and the sheets created a delicious friction against his erection.
Speaking of miracles. How he’d resisted jerking off when Rueben moaned and whimpered his way through inserting the plug was beyond him.
He’d woken several times through the night, aching and hornier than he’d ever been in his life.
A whiny, desperate voice had pleaded that Rueben wouldn’t know if Seth stroked himself off to take the edge off.
Maybe so, but he’d know, and that’s what mattered.
One could question where his stalwart commitment to his constituents had gone.
Seth played a very dangerous game with Rueben, but he couldn’t work up the energy to care.
The few hours they carved for each other breathed new life into him, and Seth’s joy withered at just the thought of losing their connection again.
Instead of harping on all the reasons he shouldn’t talk to Rueben, Seth had focused on not giving anyone cause to look at his phone records.
And he’d even suggested that Reuben should periodically swap out burner phones to prevent the same number from showing up in Seth’s records.
That was the moment he realized he’d crossed the point of no return, and Seth struggled to meet his reflection in the mirror.
The shame only lasted until their next phone call, and his selfishness took over.
They weren’t doing anything wrong. They weren’t discussing the case or plotting to frame innocent people.
Seth and Rueben were too busy falling in lo—
Nope. Huh-uh. He wasn’t ready to go there yet.
They were too busy falling in lust to chat about upcoming trials and potential testimony.
Seth shifted slightly in bed and nearly spilled his load on the sheets.
He rolled onto his back, snagged his phone off the nightstand, and dialed Rueben, who answered with a needy moan.
“Thank fuck. I’m dying here.”
Seth focused immediately on Rueben’s needs and forgot about his own. “I’m here, baby.” Unfortunately for Rueben, Seth got off on delayed gratification, so immediate relief was not on his horizon. “Is the plug still in your snug little ass?”
Sheets rustled, and Rueben’s whimpers stoked a fire low in Seth’s belly. “Yes,” Rue whispered. “It massages my prostate every time I move. It’s kept me hard and wanting all damn night.”
Seth chuckled darkly. “Sounds like you moved around a lot. Did you jerk off?”
“No. I promised I wouldn’t. Did you?”
“No. I promised I wouldn’t,” Seth repeated.
Rueben’s sigh was the sweetest thing Seth had ever heard. “Let’s get off together right now.”
“Not so fast,” Seth said, firming his voice. “I’m going to draw out your pleasure until you can’t take it anymore.”
“Already there, sexy.” More rustling came through the phone, and Rueben moaned.
“Are you touching yourself?”
Rueben’s answering moan sent a trail of fire shooting down Seth’s spine to settle in his balls. “I’m clenching and unclenching my hole, and the plug pegs my prostate each time. I could come just from this.”
“I wish I was there to lick around the base of your toy.”
“Yes,” Rueben moaned.
“Slick a finger and circle your hole,” Seth instructed. “Pretend it’s my tongue.”
Seth knew the moment Rue obeyed the order because his breath hitched before coming faster.
Rueben’s skin would be warm, maybe even damp from a slight sheen of sweat.
Seth could picture and feel it so vividly he expected to find Rueben in the bed beside him.
He didn’t want to think about the pressure in his chest when his hand touched cool sheets instead of a warm, slick body.
Seth was reluctant to acknowledge just how much these stolen moments meant to him.
It would only make the wanting that much stronger, and his yearning was already powerful enough to take down an elephant.
It was safer to focus on the sexual stimulation than the sweet little heart pangs Rueben’s laughter gave him.
“Make me come. Please.” Rueben’s thready whisper was nearly Seth’s undoing.
“Soon, baby.”
Seth slid his hand under the sheet and trailed his fingers up and down his shaft, keeping his touch light and avoiding his super-sensitive frenulum.
Reuben could make him come with just a tongue massage there and very little or no sucking at all.
He was adventurous and curious, which encouraged Seth to be the same way.
He’d learned that giving pleasure was even more arousing than receiving it.
Seth preferred to work Rueben up to a long, slow climax.
He closed his eyes and pictured the myriad of expressions that crossed Rueben’s face during the stages of rapture.
And he was so damn vocal, something Seth never imagined he’d like.
Rueben used tone and pitch to cajole, command, and cry out whenever a climax swept him away.
Seth bit his lip to keep from making a sound that would give his activities away.
He wanted all the focus on pleasuring Rueben.
“Are you touching yourself?” Rueben’s voice was soft and silky, and he pictured the smug smile playing on his lips.
“How’d you know?”
“Your breathing changed.” Rueben inhaled deeply. “I love how responsive your body is and how you give yourself to me freely and without fear.” The sheets rustled again, and Rue cried out softly.
“Are you getting off on thoughts of pleasuring me?”
“Yes,” Rueben admitted. “And so are you.”
Seth fisted his cock and worked it in slow strokes.
“I wish I could see you. And kiss you.” Pleasure had never tasted sweeter or been stickier than with Rueben.
Seth had always been a fastidious lover until Rueben came along and showed him just how beautiful messy could be.
“I want to get stuck to you because we waited too long to clean up.” Another craving that straddled the fence between the physical and emotional yearnings.
Rueben whined softly. “I love the weight of your body pushing me into the mattress.” His voice broke, and his breathing got heavier.
“Can you come without touching your cock?”
“Easily,” Rueben said.
“Describe what you’re doing. Make me feel like I’m lying in bed beside you.”
“Remember how I rode your cock in that rickety-ass chair on the back deck of your cabin?” Rueben asked.
“Mmmmm.” Seth’s cock flexed at the memory, and he stilled his hand. He wasn’t ready to come yet. “You are stunning all the time, but nothing compares to you naked beneath a full moon. You are flawless, baby.” And more graceful than one person should be.
“I’m undulating my hips like that but lying on my back. The rocking motion—” A sharp gasp followed by a low groan replaced words, and Seth knew Rueben was close.
“Wait for me, baby.” Seth resumed jerking himself off but switched to firmer, shorter strokes. His precum dripped onto his fingers, and he used it to massage the sweet spot beneath his cockhead. “So close.”
“Me too. Fuck, I’m coming. Seth.”
His name was a plea on Rueben’s lips, and it pushed Seth over the edge.
His balls tucked in tight, and his breath caught in his throat as the first spurt of cum splattered his chest. The air rushed from Seth’s lungs on the next jet, then escaped in choppy pants.
Pleasure still curled his toes, and he was already jonesing for more.
“Christ, Rue. I can’t get enough of you. ”
“I know.” A hint of melancholy tinged his voice. “But I’d rather have this than nothing at all.”
But how long would Rueben be willing to settle for phone sex?
If Seth were a better man, he’d encourage Rueben to find someone better suited for him.
He was selfish, so instead of saying something to push Rue away, Seth uttered a truth guaranteed to pull him closer.
“I’d rather have these stolen hours with you than unlimited time with anyone else. ”
“You fucking charmer.” The grin in Rueben’s voice made the risk all worth it.
Seth leaned over and grabbed his discarded T-shirt from the night before, and cleaned off his chest and stomach.
He heard a similar rustling from Ruben’s end and knew he was tidying up too.
A glance at the clock revealed he didn’t need to hit the shower for another hour, which made him glad they’d been too horny to sleep.
Seth tucked his free arm under his head and stared at the thin rectangles of pale blue light on his ceiling that hinted at encroaching daybreak on the other side of the curtains. “Scooby Doo or Inspector Gadget?”
Rueben sucked in a sharp breath. “Dude, that’s too tough to answer.”
“Hey, you made me choose between Justified and Animal Kingdom.”
Rueben huffed again. “Scooby, but only by a hair.”
“Cartoon or live-action film?” Seth asked.
“Definitely the cartoon, but I love Matthew Lillard as Shaggy Rogers.”