I felt a surge of excitement flow through me and I literally jumped up when I read his reply. I jogged over to the door, opening it, and there he stood, hot as fuck. I grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him into my room and closed the door, locking it. Once I had him in my arms, I pushed him against the door, kissing him with all the hunger and desperation I’d been feeling.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you so damn much,” I managed to say between kisses.
“I missed you too,” Aiden echoed as he wrapped his arms around me and the fire that burned between us flared into an inferno. I let him pull my t-shirt over my head, which forced me to break our kiss for a second, then I was back on him. He tasted so sweet as I ravaged him with my mouth. I leaned down, kissing his chin and neck. I ripped his shirt open, sending buttons flying in all directions. We were both breathing heavy as we made out. I kissed, licked, and sucked my way down his torso, paying special attention to both of his perky nipples.
I loved the moans he was making as I licked over every one of his abs until I was at his crotch. I undid his pants, pulling them down, and he stepped out of them. He was wearing a hot pair of briefs that I ripped off him just like I’d promised. Aiden yelped and laughed when I did and I looked up at him, his face was all flushed as he smiled down at me. Again, my heart started pounding fiercely in my chest. I wanted him so damn badly and not just his body.
I took Aiden into my mouth, wanting to give him as much pleasure as I could. I sucked him down whole, savoring the delicious flavor of his precum. I loved how he ran his fingers through my hair and the little tugs he gave me as I bobbed over his cock. I licked my tongue all over his shaft, then pulled back.
“Turn around, I want to eat something tasty,” I said.
“You’re so fucking silly,” Aiden said, grinning.
I laughed and growled when he turned around, giving me a view of his plump buns. I bit them both and he giggled, which was the cutest sound I’d ever heard. I licked and kissed his cheeks, then parted them for the real dish. Aiden moaned in pleasure as I rimmed him, and I wanted him weak in the knees with ecstasy. I ran my hands up and down his back and ass as I ate him out. It was like I couldn’t keep my hands off him. It had been too long since I’d had him in my arms.
God, the sounds he was making were going straight to my dick and I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to be inside of him, to feel his heat encompass me. I stood up, turning Aiden around, and then scooped him up in my arms. He wrapped his around my shoulders and I hastily pulled my pants down to my thighs. This was going to be raw and hard. I spit in my palm and slicked my cock up, then kissed Aiden again. We both moaned with longing as I slid inside of him.
“Ahhh god, yes!” Aiden cried out.
I grabbed a handful of his hair, then pulled his head back as I pumped my cock into him with all of the ferocious passion I felt. I growled as I kissed him all over his face and neck, as if I could devour him with my desire. He kissed me back, matching my lust with his own, damn near bringing me to my knees. That was just how much power he had over me, just the scent of his cologne sent me reeling. I also noticed that he used the same shampoo and shower gel that I did, and that turned me on even more.
“Fuck, Argghh, god… I need you, Aiden!” I growled as I thrusted into him, driving my pierced cock over his prostate.
“Yes… oh god, yes! I want you inside of me forever,” Aiden panted, and that was all I needed to hear to set me off.
“Ahhhhh, I’m cumming,” I moaned.
“Oohh yes, cum inside me. Baby, I’m so close. Ooh god, I’m cumming with you,” Aiden groaned.
I felt my balls tingling, sending pleasure coursing through my body with an intensity that rivaled any orgasm I’d ever had with anyone else. We both grunted and moaned as our bodies released. I loved feeling him spill all over my chest and stomach, knowing it was me that brought him to such heights of pleasure. We quaked against each other and my legs grew so weak, I slumped to the floor, taking Aiden with me.
We both leaned against the door, panting, our limbs tangled and sweaty. This moment was so perfect, I didn’t want to move, and I didn’t think Aiden did either. We just sat there, basking in the glorious post-coital bliss that fantastic sex always brought on. I’d never felt so close to anyone in my life. I wanted to hold on to Aiden and never let him go. What did this mean, these feelings that gripped my heart and soul? What did it mean for us?
The heat generated from our two bodies woke me up. I opened my eyes and discovered we were in the exact same position we’d fallen asleep in. We were snuggled together on our sides, facing one another with not even an inch of space between our bodies. Macio had thrown his leg over my thigh as if he feared I might try to escape him. Fat fucking chance of that.
My body started to wake up along with my brain, but I ignored the fullness in my balls and the insistence of my erection to mate. Macio had to be exhausted after all the hype and buildup to the fight, not that the actual fight lasted very long. Hell, Macio spent more energy fucking me than he had in the ring. My man laid that fucker out in less than a minute. My man?
Was that true? Was Macio my man? I wanted it to be true a lot more than I should, because as much as I cared about him, I felt that only devastating heartache was waiting for me when whatever we had going on ended. I wasn’t foolish to believe that Macio and I would have some sappy-ass happily ever after together; I gave up on fairytales a long time ago. Was I willing to endure the pain later to enjoy the clandestine meeting and secret chats on Messenger? How long before I started to resent that I couldn’t be seen with him in public?
Those questions were all valid, but they evaporated from my mind the second Macio’s grip on me tightened and my name slipped between his lips on a sigh. God, he was worth it – we were worth it. I resolved myself to hang onto him with everything I had and to fight for what we shared. No one made me feel more alive than he did. It wasn’t all about the sex, either. As incredible as we were physically, it was the emotional connection I didn’t want to live without. When we talked, it felt like I had known him all my life. I had to struggle to recall that we’d only known one another for a short period. I trusted him in ways that I never had with anyone else.
Even more amazing was the trust he placed in me. It humbled me and nearly moved me to tears on more than one occasion. Macio was the one with everything to lose, yet he wanted me. I would even be so bold as to say that he needed me at times. Even strong, fierce men needed a safe place to lay their heads and unburden their souls. I was that safe place for Macio and I vowed to always be.
My dick was no longer willing to be ignored and my greedy ass wanted to be filled. Macio began to stir when I kissed and licked his neck. My normally growly beast was almost purring as I slid lower to flick my tongue over his pierced nipple. I learned just how much Macio liked it when he fisted a hand in my hair and held my head to his chest.
Once he lifted his heavy leg off me, I rolled him to his back. I was dying to feel his power beneath me and couldn’t wait much longer. “I need to feel you inside me.” I had a lot of memories to burn into my brain because I didn’t know how long it would be until I would see him again. I didn’t care if I had to crawl out of that room, I would take him into my body until neither of us had anything left to give.
I saw his intense eyes glittering in the dark and they were my beacon of hope I held onto when my brain tried a last-ditch effort to convince me to leave before I got in too deep. Mmmm, deep. I slid down Macio’s lubed cock until I took him all the way inside me. I felt his power and strength vibrating through his body beneath my parted thighs and wondered if it was the same thrill Macio got when he rode his motorcycle.
I ignored my body’s urge to hurry; instead, I took my sweet time riding up and down his cock. I knew we only had a few hours left and I wanted to give Macio a truly special memory to take home with him – one I hoped he pulled out when our separation got to be too hard. I felt his desperation in the way he gripped my hips an
d tried to get me to fuck him faster, but instead, I soothed his inner beast with long, wet kisses.
I tugged his nipples to drive him wild. He raised his head and sucked the skin above my heart hard enough to leave a mark. Knowing that I’d wear him on my skin for days snapped my control and I gave into Macio and my body’s urge to fuck hard. My cock slapped against my abdomen as I bounced furiously up and down until I came across his chest. Macio gripped my hips and pulled me down hard onto his erection a few more times before he filled my ass with his seed.
I collapsed onto his chest once we were both spent. Macio trailed his fingers up and down my spine, as he was prone to do. The sweet gesture would normally lull me back to sleep, but he was thinking so hard I could almost hear it. I propped myself up and peered down at him in the darkness. “What’s worrying you so much?”
“Your ass is going to be sore tomorrow,” he said.
I flicked his chin playfully. “Yes, it will be, but that isn’t what’s on your mind. Tell me.” I brushed his hair off his forehead and felt the evidence of his worry in the v-shaped furrow above his brow. “Is it us?”
“No,” was his rapid-fire response. He held me tighter to his chest, as if he thought I would somehow disappear. His actions told me much more than his words. He had the same doubts that crossed my mind when I first woke up. I wanted to assure him that everything would be okay, but I knew he’d have to come to terms with them himself.
I became aware of just how sore and tense my body was after two rounds of thorough lovemaking with Macio. Whoa! Lovemaking? Where had that come from? I realized it was true. There was a totally different vibe between us since the first time we’d had sex. We had moved on from fucking. “I think I’m going to take advantage of that killer jucuzzi tub in your bathroom to ease some of this soreness. Care to join me?” I asked.
“As if I could just rollover and go back to sleep with you naked and wet so close by.” Macio gave my ass a hard swat and then released me. “No bubbles though.”
I rolled off him and got to my feet. “Dang it. I wanted to blow bubbles at you.”
“I got something for you to blow,” Macio told me.
“Later.” I tossed the words over my shoulder on my way to the bathroom. I felt his large presence in the room with me even though he didn’t say anything while I got the bath ready. I turned and faced him when the tub was half full. Macio was leaning in the doorway, wearing a satisfied grin. “Like the view?”
“It’s my favorite.”
“Seen many?” I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth. I worried I would ruin the easy vibe of the moment.
Macio shrugged, then straightened to his full height. “Enough.” How? When did he find time and who did he trust enough to keep his secret? He walked to me as proud and sleek as a panther. The hot kiss he gave me completely obliterated my thoughts. “We can talk or we can soak naked in the tub,” he told me.
We ended up doing both. I laid in the circle of Macio’s arms and let the hot water soothe my muscles and the insecurities that had popped up just minutes before. “Thank you for a wonderful night,” I told him.
Macio was silent for several long moments. “Was it enough?” I knew he wasn’t talking about the sex. “It’s all I can offer you, Aiden.”
If it had been anyone but him, I would’ve said no. “Yes. I understand the predicament you’re in, Macio. I know you’re not trying to hurt me in any way. I’m amazed that you want me as much as you do and humbled that you trust me.”
“I do trust you.” He kissed my temple and rubbed his hands up and down my arms.
“We need to be very careful, Macio.” I turned so I could look into his eyes. “That photographer from Dirty Laundry has it in for you. He’s convinced you’re hiding something and he’s bound and determined to bring it to light.”
“Why me?” I could tell by his tone just how confused he was that people wanted to know more about him.
“For some, your privacy makes them more curious than if you were more open. They see you as hiding secrets rather than just wanting to separate your personal life from your professional one. Some will see you as a challenge they want to triumph. Regardless of the reason, Troy Danvers is dangerous.” I cupped his face. “If this is what you want…”
“I do.” Macio’s voice was firm and resolute, as was his grip on my heart.
“Then we need to be especially careful,” I told him. “I won’t do anything to hurt you or your career, Macio.”
“Hey,” he said softly, “why don’t you let me worry about that.” He tugged me back down so I rested against his chest. “I don’t want to waste our precious time together talking about that dickbag photographer. He hasn’t found anything about me up to this point, and I’m not worried about that changing.”
I couldn’t help but wonder again how Macio was getting his needs met until I came along. Then I felt his large hand between my legs and I forgot to worry. “Macio.” I melted against him and felt his dick hardening against my body.
“I need to see you come apart for me one more time.” The deep timbre of his voice in my ear ratcheted up my desire.
If asked, I would’ve said that I had nothing left to give, but Macio proved me wrong. He worked my cock with one hand and teased my hole with the other until I emptied my balls once more. Macio rose to his feet and I turned and got on my knees.
Macio traced my lips with his thumb. “Do you have any idea how often I think about these lips and the pleasure they give me?” I shook my head. Macio cupped my chin and pressed his dick to my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked him in. Macio hissed with pleasure before he said, “More than what’s healthy.”
There were no more words, only satisfied grunts as I worked to pleasure him. I savored the way he gripped my hair and owned my mouth. Never had someone’s pleasure been so important to me. Every growl, moan, and groan that emanated from Macio’s throat spurred me on until he came while shouting my name. The adoring look in his eyes was all the reward I needed.
We toweled off and got back in the bed. I pushed away the melancholy that tried to invade my happiness and snuggled closer into Macio’s side. His heartbeat thumped away solidly beneath my ear, reminding me that he was real – what we shared was real. It would have to be enough.
“You want to give room service another shot?” Macio asked me after we woke again. He laughed when my growling stomach answered for me. “I take that as a yes. Same thing you ordered last time?”
I was flattered that he remembered. “Sure.”
We both got dressed while we waited for room service to arrive. Macio came up behind me, wrapped his strong arms around me, and pressed his nose to my neck. “I love that you smell like me now.”
I hoped he was referring to me using his stuff in the bathtub because I was too embarrassed to tell him I had purchased the same shampoo and body wash as him. I stayed in the bedroom when Macio went to answer the knock at the door. I was thrilled that history hadn’t repeated itself and it was the hotel staff at the door and not Rupert again.
I looked at the overwhelming amount of food on Macio’s plate and grinned. He had a rare steak, an egg white omelet with vegetables and cheese, fruit, and hash browns. “Refueling,” he said between bites. “The morning after a fight is my favorite because I can add some extra calories into my meal.”
I caught him eyeing my French toast a few times, and made a big production out of eating it. I brought the fork slowly up to my face, then closed my eyes and moaned loudly once the bite was in my mouth. When I reopened my eyes, I saw a new look of longing in his dark gaze. I felt the sticky residue of syrup on my lips and licked it with my tongue. “Want a taste?” I asked him.
“Yeah, I do.” Macio said. He laid his fork down, reached for me, and slid his tongue inside my mouth for a French kiss instead of a bite of French toast. “All of the taste but without the calories,” Macio said after he broke our kiss.
I sat there staring into his eyes, wondering once
again just how I had arrived at that moment with him. What was it about me that attracted a man like Macio and made him want to take risks to be with me? Out of all the men he could have, why me?
“So, that’s why you didn’t want an escort last night.”
Macio and I jerked apart and turned to look at Rupert, who’d let himself in. Macio and I were so wrapped up in one another, we didn’t even hear the door open. My heart sunk when Rupert’s words penetrated the shock at seeing him there. I pushed my hurt away because I knew that Macio wasn’t a virgin when we met and I had no claims on his past. Besides, we had more pressing matters to contend with at the moment. My heart sunk when I saw the angry scowl on Rupert’s face and wondered what consequences our night would have for Macio.
“My evenings are none of your business,” Macio said firmly. “What Aiden and I have…”
“Could destroy your career,” Rupert finished for him. “Do you know what you’re risking?”
“Maybe I should clear on out of here and let you guys talk.” I started to stand up, but Macio placed his hand on my arm to stop me.
Macio’s chin went up and his spine stiffened. “Rupert, you’re my publicist, not my keeper. My personal life is my own – not the fans’, not Barry’s, and certainly not yours.”
“Kid, I only want what’s best for you.” Rupert tempered his voice so that he once again sounded like a concerned father.
“Aiden is what’s best for me, Rupert.” His confident words were a balm to my frazzled nerves.
Rupert let out a resigned sigh before he offered Macio a tentative smile. “Okay, Macio. If he makes you happy, then I’ll do everything in my power to make sure you get to spend time with him.” Rupert then looked at me. “I look forward to getting to know the only man to penetrate Macio’s walls.”
Macio’s phone rang beside his plate. “I need to take this.” Macio rose to his feet and was half way to the bedroom before he answered. “Hey, Rico. What did you think about my fight?”
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