Breaking Free (Second Chances Book 4)

by Megs Pritchard

  "It's not something you reveal on a first date, is it? I just wanted to take some time, until I was certain about us."

  "I understand that. But maybe she didn't. Maybe she thinks you've lied to her and it hurt her feelings." Krish leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Maybe she had deep feelings for you, and when she found out about this, she felt like you'd betrayed her. I'm not trying to defend her actions because what she has done is indefensible, but if she did have deep feelings for you, then maybe you can understand why she has behaved the way she has."

  Luke snorted. "You should be doing psychology or some course like that, not creative writing."

  Krish chuckled. "Human behaviour has always fascinated me. You may say one thing, but your body can be saying something totally different."

  "Is that how you knew about me?"

  "Knew about you? No, I wasn't certain, but I was hopeful."

  Luke glanced away, staring at the can in his hand. He didn't know what to say. Had his body been betraying him all along? Luke frowned, not liking that thought.

  A pair of trainers entered his view, and he glanced up, seeing Krish stood in front of him. Krish took the can from his hand and placed it on the floor. Luke watched, not stopping him. Krish grabbed his hand and pulled him up from the chair, so Luke now stood in front of him. Due to the difference in height, Luke had to look up, and the look on Krish's face had him gasping. Pupils so dilated that Luke could barely see the colour of his eyes. There was a flush on his tanned skin, and his lips were wet and swollen as if Luke had been kissing them.

  Luke closed his eyes when Krish's hands slid up his arms and over his shoulders to hold his neck. Krish's thumbs tilted his chin up, and Luke inhaled sharply, waiting for the first touch of Krish's lips against his own. He licked his lips, his hands reaching up to grab Krish around the waist.

  He wanted this. He wanted Krish.

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  Krish looked down at Luke's face. God, he really was attractive. When Luke's tongue slipped from between his lips and licked them, Krish moaned, unable to hold the sound in. His hands tightened their grip on Luke's neck, and he slowly dropped his head so that there was the barest distance between their lips. He could feel the hot blasts of air on his face as Luke panted.

  Eventually, Krish closed the distance.

  The first touch of his lips against Luke's dragged a moan from him. Just a slide of lips against lips was enough to have Krish rock hard, and he hadn't been soft before. The anticipation of having Luke in his house, in his bed, was almost enough to have Krish coming in his pants.

  He kept sliding his lips across Luke's, waiting for Luke to open them for him. When he did, Krish took total advantage, plunging his tongue in deep and stroking it across Luke's. He groaned at the taste of Luke. He'd waited so long for this moment, and now that it was finally here, Krish wanted to relish the taste, warmth, the moist heaven that was Luke's mouth.

  Luke's grip on him tightened as his tongue tangled with Krish's. As they kissed, Krish moved his hands from around Luke's neck and pulled him close. He touched every part of Luke's mouth that he could reach, wanting to learn the taste and flavour that was uniquely Luke. Luke's body trembled in his arms, and Krish nudged his thigh between Luke's legs and gently rubbed it against Luke's dick. Luke's hard dick.

  Krish moaned, knowing that Luke felt the same as he did. Luke's hands moved, wrapping around his waist, and Krish tilted his head, deepening the kiss.

  How long they stood kissing, Krish didn't know. He just knew that having Luke in his arms was an amazing feeling. His body was perfect. The way it fitted into his, the way it moved against his. Krish couldn't get enough, and he didn't want the night to end, but he knew he had to go slow.

  Leaning back and breaking the kiss, Krish glanced down at Luke's face and smiled. Luke's eyes were closed, and there was a faint flush across his skin. His lips were parted, swollen, red and wet. Krish reached a hand up and used his thumb to wipe across Luke's lip. As he did, Luke's eyelids fluttered, opened, and he stared up at him. The pupils were so wide that Krish could barely see the colour of them. He slowly slid his arms down over Luke's chest and wrapped them around his waist, mimicking the hold that Luke held him in.

  "Okay?" Krish asked, making sure he wasn't going too fast.

  Luke nodded, leaning closer. Stepping up on tiptoe, Luke reached up, wanting another kiss. Krish closed his eyes, moaning again when their lips touched, and he immediately opened his mouth to Luke's seeking tongue. Their tongues danced together, moved apart and then touched again. As they kissed, Krish moved Luke over to the sofa and gently pushed him down. Lying on top of him, he opened his eyes and looked down at Luke, but Luke appeared oblivious to the change in position.

  Watching his face, Krish pulled Luke's T-shirt up, pushing it past his chest, and dropped his head down, sucking one of Luke's pale brown nipples into his mouth. Luke's body jerked beneath him, and he cried out harshly, his hands gripping Krish's hair.

  Krish moaned, enjoying the bite of pain, and continued to lick and suck Luke's nipple. He wanted Luke to enjoy every second of their time together.

  Krish slid his hand up Luke's body and tweaked his other nipple. He plucked it between his thumb and fingers while sucking and licking the one in his mouth. Luke's body moved continuously under him, moans and murmurs of pleasure filling the air.

  Krish leaned back slightly and blew across the wet nipple, watching the skin pucker up as the nub hardened even more. He dropped back down and kissed a path from one nipple to the other, taking that one into his mouth and biting on it gently.

  "Fuck... Harder..." Luke whimpered below him.

  Krish grinned. It seemed Luke liked a little bit of pain. Doing as Luke begged, Krish bit the nipple in his mouth, then sucked on it hard. As he did this, he slid his right hand down Luke's chest and abdomen and over the bulge in his jeans. God, Luke was so hard, and Krish couldn't wait to feel it.

  He moved his body so he was fully over Luke's, their hard dicks rubbed together, and he ground his hips into Luke's, groaning at the friction it created.

  Luke arched up, increasing the contact between them, and they both moaned at the same time.

  Releasing the nipple from his mouth, Krish placed open mouth kisses on Luke's chest and over his collarbone, pausing and sucking a mark on his skin. He licked up Luke's neck, biting the jaw before taking Luke's mouth in a demanding kiss.

  Thrusting his tongue in, Krish groaned when Luke's tongue met his. They tangled together, sliding past one another as Krish continued to rub against Luke. He was so hard, and he could feel his balls pulling up tight. He wanted to come, but he wanted Luke to come first. He wanted to see the look on his face as his body bowed with pleasure. The pleasure that he had brought him.

  Luke's hands suddenly gripped his shoulders tight, and his body arched up. Luke moaned loudly, and Krish swallowed the sound. He felt Luke's body shudder and jerk beneath his and he pulled back slightly, watching a flush envelop Luke's skin. Luke's eyes squeezed shut, his head punching back into the sofa, the tendons standing out on his neck. God, he looked amazing when he came.

  Krish was so close. It would only take one or two more thrusts to push him over the edge, and he continued to rub their groins together, prolonging Luke's orgasm. He felt a tingle in his balls shoot up through his shaft, and he groaned, come shooting from his dick. His body shuddered, and his hands tightened their grip on Luke's hair, causing Luke to gasp and shiver beneath him. Krish's heart thudded in his chest, and he panted for breath. Lightning running through his body, his orgasm encompassed him.

  When he finally had control of his body, Krish lay on top of Luke, both of them panting heavily. His heart was so loud he could hear it pounding in his chest. Luke rolled his head on the arm of the sofa, and they both stared at each other as they came down from their orgasms. Luke's hand lifted, and with trembling fingers, he touched the side of Krish's face. Krish closed his eyes, turning his head and kissing Luke's palm. O
pening his eyes, he glanced back at Luke, seeing the blush deepen on his cheeks. He smiled and reached over to kiss Luke gently on the lips. They rested like that for another minute, just enjoying the quiet of the room and the closeness between them.

  Eventually, Krish began to itch, and his hips moved restlessly causing Luke's chuckle.

  "Itchy?"

  Krish smiled ruefully. "Just a little. I think we need to clean up."

  Krish stood and held out his hand, pulling Luke up when he took it. Not letting go of Luke's hand, Krish led him out of the living room and up the stairs. When they reached Krish's room, he turned to face Luke. "Stay the night. We don't have to do anything more than what we have. I just want you to stay."

  Luke bit his lip, glancing away. Krish held his breath waiting for Luke's answer.

  When Luke finally nodded, Krish exhaled heavily. He'd been certain Luke would say no, that they were moving too fast.

  "So, do you wanna watch some TV in bed?"

  When Luke smiled, Krish knew he was never going to let him go. He just needed to prove to Luke that he was the man for him.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Luke woke up in a bed that wasn't his own. He turned his head into the pillow and inhaled, taking the scent deep into his lungs. Krish, it smelled like him. Luke blinked his eyes a few times, and rolled over onto his back, glancing around the room. He looked over to find the other side of the bed empty and moved his arm over finding the area cold. Krish was up already and had been for some time. He moved his legs slightly, remembering that he only had on his boxers. The bed was warm and inviting. Comfortable, and it reminded him of Krish. Every time he moved, he caught Krish's scent.

  He sighed and closed his eyes. Even now, the morning after, he wasn't certain why he'd agreed to spend the night. He was glad that he had. Krish was funny and had made him feel safe. The only place he'd felt safe was at Tom and Seb's house, his home. But being with Krish was like being at home. They'd snuggled up in bed the previous night and watched TV, enjoying a drink. There had been no pressure and at no point had Luke felt that the situation between them needed to progress, that they needed to have sex. It seemed Krish was more than happy to lie there holding him and kissing him and watching TV. Just enjoying their time together.

  It was nice. It was easy to lie there and enjoy the evening together. Luke wasn't even certain when he'd fallen asleep. One minute he been awake, his head resting on Krish's chest, laughing at something he was watching on TV, and the next thing, he was waking up in the morning.

  Luke glanced over at the desk, seeing books and papers scattered on it. He knew Krish was doing his master's degree, and as a TA, he would have to do his portion of marking their assignments. Luke bit his lip, his stomach turning slightly. What if Krish had marked some of his assignments and didn't like the work that he produced? Luke shook his head. Of course, he'd marked his assignments. He'd been aware that his marks had been falling and had approached him about it.

  The door opened, and Krish came in, holding a plate and two cups. "Hi, how you feeling this morning?"

  Luke pushed up so that he was sitting, leaning back on the headboard. He smiled as he answered. "Okay, thanks. Sorry about last night. I didn't mean to fall asleep."

  "No need to apologise. You needed the sleep, and it was late." Krish smiled, putting the cups on the bedside cabinet and then sat on the bed next to Luke. "Tea and toast alright with you?"

  Luke smiled. "It's perfect, thank you."

  They both sat quietly as they ate, and every time Luke looked up at Krish, he found him watching him. He could feel his face heat up, but Luke felt safe. He liked the fact that Krish watched him.

  Once they'd finished eating, Luke brushed the crumbs off the bed, smiling apologetically at Krish. "Sorry," he muttered.

  Krish chuckled, shaking his head. "That's the one downside to eating toast in bed. The crumbs." Krish took the plate and placed it on the cabinet, picking up his cup of tea. "I've got some marking to do today, but we can go out later if you want to? A meal maybe?"

  Even with his darker skin tone, Luke could see the blush on Krish's cheeks. He smiled, liking the effect he had on him. "Yeah, I'd like that. I've got some work that I need to do as well, but we can go out later."

  "Do you want a shower? I've got a spare towel."

  "No, but thanks. I'll get one when I'm at home."

  "Okay, I'll take this downstairs, and then I'll drop you off."

  Krish stood, grabbed the plates and cups, and left the room, giving Luke the opportunity to get out of bed and dress. Once dressed, he walked downstairs and met Krish in the living room.

  "Are you ready?" Krish asked.

  Luke nodded.

  "Come on then. Let's get going."

  Luke followed Krish out of the house and got in his car. They talked a little on the ride over to Luke's, and eventually, Krish pulled up outside.

  Luke turned in the seat and smiled at Krish. "Thanks for the lift."

  "You're welcome." Krish leaned forward, and Luke met him halfway. Their lips touched briefly before Krish moved back, smiling at him. "See you tonight," he muttered, his thumb moving across Luke's lips.

  Luke nodded. Krish's thumb rubbed across his lips, and Luke wanted to taste. He slipped his tongue out and licked across his thumb. He heard Krish gasp and his thumb stopped moving. Keeping his eyes on Krish's, Luke opened his mouth and sucked Krish's thumb in, closing his lips around it. His tongue circled Krish's thumb, and he sucked on it gently, wanting it to be something other than his thumb. Fuck, he wanted to taste Krish.

  He could feel his dick harden in his jeans, and he moaned, his body flooded with heat. His eyelids fluttered closed as Krish started pulling his thumb out of his mouth, then pushing it slowly back in.

  "Shit, Luke. I wish we weren't in this car right now." Luke's eyes shot open when he realised exactly where they were. He leaned back, Krish's thumb popping out of his mouth, and he glanced around the street, seeing if anybody had been watching them. When he noticed there was no one around, he looked quickly over at Krish who had a smile on his face.

  "Later?"

  Luke's face heated up, and he closed his eyes, dropping his head down so that Krish couldn't see him. When Krish's hand touched his chin and pushed his face back up, Luke opened his eyes, seeing Krish's cheeks were stained red, his pupils wide.

  "Later," Krish said in a hard tone, leaving Luke with no doubt as to what would happen later.

  Luke nodded, reaching blindly for the door handle. When he found it, he opened the door and slowly slid from the seat, his eyes still on Krish's. His body hummed, his dick pulsed in his pants.

  "Later," he whispered. He shut the door and took a couple of steps back, his eyes still on Krish. He watched Krish take a shaky breath before starting the car, and with one last wave, Krish pulled away.

  Luke stood at the kerb watching Krish until he turned the corner, and then glanced over at the house. He needed a shower and not just to get clean.

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  Later that day, Luke walked downstairs and made his way into the living room. He dropped into a chair and sighed. His head pounded from the work he'd been doing. He loved the written word, but spending hours reading and researching could take its toll. He was glad he'd agreed to go out with Krish.

  He slumped back in the chair and closed his eyes, sighing as he relaxed, the tension easing from his muscles. He rolled his shoulders backwards and forwards trying to loosen the knots he could still feel there. He listened to the sound of the TV and felt his body relax. If he was going to have a relationship with Krish, he needed to rethink his no blowjob rule. It wasn't fair to Krish to expect him to give one to Luke and not return it. Sighing, Luke rolled his head to the side. He needed to overcome this.

  He was dozing lightly when a hand gently touched his shoulder, shaking him awake.

  Opening his eyes, Luke looked up and saw Seb stood over him smiling down at him. "Cup of tea?" Seb held a cup in his hand, and Luke sat up
, taking it from him.

  "Man, I could do with this. Thank you." Luke took a grateful sip and closed his eyes as the wonderful taste swept over his tongue. There was nothing like a cup of tea to help you through the day. He did like coffee, but he was a typical English man and preferred tea.

  "Going out tonight?"

  Luke glanced over at Tom where he sat on the sofa and smiled. "Yeah, Krish has asked me out."

  "Krish?"

  Luke hadn't really spoken about Krish. He'd mentioned he was a TA for his course and had been helping him with this situation was Sarah. He bit his lip, glancing at Tom, who had his brow arched.

  "Yeah, Krish. Remember I told you he was the TA for my course?" Luke waited until Tom nodded. "Well, he asked me out on a date, and I agreed."

  "So, you like him then?" Luke nodded. "Okay, you know if he doesn't treat you right, I'll punch him in the face." Typical Tom, always looking after them.

  Luke chuckled. "He knows, Tom. When the situation with Sarah came to a head, I ended up telling Krish the truth."

  "He's a good man, then," Seb muttered, sitting down next to Tom on the sofa.

  Luke nodded again, glancing between the two of them. "Yeah. He said he knew students who were escorts because of the money. He said they were nice people." Luke shrugged. "He wasn't bothered about it at all. Sad, I guess that I'd been in that position."

  "Do you know where he's taking you tonight?" Seb glanced over at Tom. "The Italian's nice, isn't it?"

  Tom nodded. "Yeah. We've been there a few times now, haven't we?"

  "We have." Seb reached over and held Tom's hand as they looked at each other.

  Luke wanted a relationship like theirs. The love was clear between the two of them, and they weren't afraid to show it. At first, Tom had been hesitant, given his experience. But Luke had witnessed how time had changed that. Everyone appeared to be finding that special person and was settling down. Tom and Seb. Ben and Geoff. Matt and Josh.

  Would this be his turn? Was this his chance of finding happiness? Did he deserve it?