by Tatum Throne
The elevator dinged.
He was going to go to the bar tonight. Fuck all the men in his life giving him shit. He wasn’t going to get drunk, but he was going to have just enough to drink to have a good time and to find somebody who was interested in spending a few hours together.
* * * *
Wyatt wasn’t sure what was going on with Kevin. When he saw that Kevin was leaving for the day, Wyatt packed up quickly and headed out the door, following him. It wasn’t easy, considering Kevin was acting paranoid as hell that somebody would see him. He spent an extreme amount of time looking over his shoulder as though he were afraid someone was watching him, or more importantly, following him.
Red flags were going off in Wyatt’s mind. Kevin was running scared. Was it the fact that he was being investigated by IA? Wyatt didn’t think so. Kevin was frightened as he got behind the wheel of his car. Wyatt got in his car, turning it on fast. He had to work hard to keep from being seen when following him.
After a ten-minute car ride into the heart of downtown, Kevin pulled off into an underground garage. It was a garage for a five-star hotel. What the hell was going on? Determined to find out, Wyatt parked his car on the street and waited. It wasn’t long before he saw Kevin’s silhouette inside the foyer. Why was he staying in a hotel?
This did not add up at all. For a man who was supposedly stalking an ex-lover, he sure wasn’t acting like he was a stalker. Stalkers didn’t stay overnight in expensive hotels with tight security. They followed. They hid in bushes. They broke into houses. Wyatt was beginning to see the big picture here. Kevin was running scared from Jeff.
Still, he had a job to do. He couldn’t dismiss Jeff’s allegations without checking everything out. After about thirty minutes, Kevin moved through the foyer of the hotel again and disappeared through the side where he had entered. Five minutes later, he pulled out into traffic and Wyatt followed him. Where was he going, and more importantly, why was he leaving the safety of this expensive hotel?
He followed Kevin across town to a bar. He went inside, and Wyatt quickly shut off his car and followed him inside. Seeds was one of the most notorious gay bars in town. The music was loud and vibrated the walls around him with a thick base.
After paying the entrance fee, he looked around, trying to find any sign of Kevin. It wasn’t long before he spotted him at the bar ordering a drink. Wyatt blended into the background and placed an order with a waiter who came by. It didn’t go unnoticed by the waiter that he was ordering something nonalcoholic. The waiter gave him a once-over before walking away.
The space between him and Kevin gave him plenty of opportunity to watch what was going on. It was clear that Kevin was there looking for a good time. Wyatt clenched his jaw when he thought about it. The thought of this man hooking up with some random stranger pissed him off for some reason.
It wasn’t long before someone took a bite of the bait Kevin was casting out over the crowd. The guy was bigger than Kevin, but not by much. Wyatt had at least a good twenty pounds of muscle on him and another seven inches of height. The guy looked like the type who wouldn’t use a condom when he topped. The fact that he just assumed Kevin was a bottom said a lot. The way Kevin was casting those long looks at the guy told Wyatt that he probably was a bottom.
Somewhere along the way, Wyatt had laid claim upon Kevin, and he was not about to let anyone else have him.
After a short conversation between the pair, Kevin was taken toward one of the bathrooms down the long hallway at the back of the bar. Shit. Wyatt knew exactly what was going on, and he was going to stop it from happening. They were going to hook up in one of the bathroom stalls. That fucking pissed him off even more.
As soon as they started for the hallway, Wyatt got up and crossed the bar. He was not about to let Kevin have a pity fuck in the bathroom with some stranger. With the blood rushing in his ears making them ring, and his heart pounding, Wyatt crossed the bar. It felt like it took forever to work his way through the crowd. He rushed down the hallway, looking for the bathroom. He went to the closed bathroom door, grabbing the handle.
The door had long ago shut, and it was locked.
Noises echoed from inside the bathroom. It sounded as though the two were kissing. Wyatt put his shoulder into the door and it gave. He looked around and went for the second stall door that was now closed. The handicapped stall was larger than the first, with plenty of room to move around. Wyatt kicked it in, smashing the lock on the door.
Shock and surprise moved over Kevin’s face as their eyes connected.
“Who the fuck are you?”
Wyatt grabbed the stranger by the shirt without answering, pushing him out of the stall. “Get out of here. Now!”
The guy looked between the pair before he decided that it was best to let go of whatever he thought he was going to get tonight and leave. “Whatever, dude.”
When they were finally alone, Wyatt pinned him with a hard stare. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“What I do in my spare time is none of your business.”
Wyatt could see that he wasn’t going to get anywhere with Kevin—not like this. With blood pumping hard through his veins, he suddenly became very aware that his cock was rock-hard. That thought had him pushing Kevin up against the wall. Suddenly, he felt as though he had no control over what was going on with him.
Not cool. As a Dom, he always had to have control.
He used his body to push Kevin up against the wall. With their lips inches apart, Wyatt was about to break all the rules and didn’t care. Kevin’s eyes went wide, and he licked his lips. He looked as though he knew he was trapped and there was nothing he could do about it. That was fine with Wyatt. He wanted Kevin right there within his arms. As long as he had him within his sight, he knew he could protect him.
Wyatt groaned. “Fuck.”
“What are you doing to me?” Kevin asked.
Wyatt didn’t have an answer for that, at least not a good one. Instead, he brushed his mouth against Kevin’s, kissing him passionately. He loved the sound of Kevin’s muffled voice as Wyatt took control of his mouth by swallowing his words. Kevin’s hands pressed against him, grabbing and pulling him closer so that there was nothing separating them. He never imagined their first kiss being in a dirty bathroom. He hated that.
Time spun out, blurring everything around them. Wyatt lost all track of time as the kiss went on and on. He thrust his tongue deep within Kevin’s mouth, loving the way their tongues flicked together. He felt Kevin’s thick cock press against his leg. The shocking feel of his prick was a wake-up call for Wyatt. He had just crossed the line and there was no coming back.
He had quite possibly made one of the biggest mistakes of his career. With that thought in mind, Wyatt broke his mouth away, taking a much-needed rest. He did not like the way Kevin was looking at him. He didn’t like the way there was lust spinning out between them. He didn’t like the way he put that look within Kevin’s eye.
He was a Dom. He only took on submissives. How was he going to make the situation right before he totally fucked it up? Right now, he didn’t see a way out of the mess he created. Kevin’s lips were wet and raw from their passionate kiss, and still parted as though he was waiting for Wyatt to take control again.
“Fuck.” Wyatt put his hands on his hips. He looked at the broken bathroom stall door. “Fuck.”
Without warning, tears misted Kevin’s eyes. Wyatt came in fast, grabbing his jaw and kissing him hard. He slid his hand down Kevin’s neck, collaring him with his palm. When Wyatt finally came up for air a second time, he had made his decision.
He wanted Kevin and he was going to do everything in his power to make him his sub.
Chapter Three
Kevin looked at Wyatt, unsure of what to do and what was happening. Shock vibrated through his body at the way Wyatt was handling him and the fact that his body was responding. The feel of Wyatt’s hand around his neck was comforting and seductive.
Kevin’s cock was throbbing for release. The tip of his cockhead was peeking out the top of his jeans. Pre-cum leaked from his swollen slit. He couldn’t stand the way Wyatt was looking at him right now, like there was regret and disbelief rocking him to his core. Ever so slowly, Wyatt pulled his hand and his body away.
“What was that about?” Kevin asked.
Wyatt ran a hand through his hair, refusing to answer him. Kevin wasn’t sure how to make this thing right. It had all gone sideways in a matter of seconds. His mind was still spinning from the fact that Wyatt had been following him. Shame heated his face. Had Wyatt seen him pick up the stranger in the bar? Their eyes locked. He had.
“Come with me now,” Wyatt said.
He was serious. He just wanted Kevin to follow him out of this bathroom. Where to then? Kevin knew he wasn’t going to get the answer now, so he had to obey Wyatt if they were going to save some face. What other options did he have?
As he followed Wyatt through the hallway, he let his gaze fall to Wyatt’s ass. His jeans were snug around his athletic ass. As he followed him, Kevin kept his gaze trained on his ass, like a fucking dog in heat. God, it’d been a long time.
Near the bar, Kevin saw the man he had picked up. The guy didn’t look too happy about how things were left in the bathroom. He started to approach, but Wyatt was right there pushing him away. Wyatt pulled out his wallet and pulled a few hundreds from his pocket, giving them to the bartender.
“For the bathroom door.”
The bartender looked at the other guy before taking the money. “Thanks. I didn’t want to call the cops.”
“You didn’t have to. I am one,” Wyatt said.
It was clear to Kevin that Wyatt would be the one who was always in control, and that terrified him. He knew how easy it had been for Jeff to take over his life. He did not want it to happen again. For the first time in his life, he wasn’t sure how he was going to trust somebody he just met. It was shocking, considering what he was going through with Jeff, but there was something about Wyatt that made him want to trust him completely.
Perhaps it had everything to do with the fact that he was law enforcement, too. Most likely that was the case. Wyatt wouldn’t be the type of man who would fuck him over in the end. LEOs always had each other’s backs.
They headed through the packed bar and went out into the night but stopped on the sidewalk just away from the entrance of the bar.
Wyatt came in close. “I want you to go home.”
He was serious. If they were going to pretend like nothing had happened in that bathroom, he wasn’t about to entertain Wyatt anymore by inviting him back to his hotel room.
He wanted to get home and beat his dick off until he felt better about his life. In fact, that was what he should have done instead of going out to the bar. Now he knew that it was a mistake to go out. Mistakes were just piling up around him, but there was nothing he could do about it right now.
“Fine. I’ll go home.”
As he turned heading for his car, Wyatt reached out and grabbed him by the arm. “Don’t think this is over between us.”
The threat was very clear. “I don’t know what you thought happened in that bathroom, but I didn’t want it to happen with you.”
Wyatt flinched as though Kevin had struck him hard. Right then, Kevin hated the fact he had put that look on Wyatt’s face. Wyatt was only trying to protect him, wasn’t he?
“Be careful with your words. I don’t want you to regret them. Now go home.”
The order was given in such a way that it was impossible to disobey. Kevin didn’t want to stand on the sidewalk, arguing with a man he barely knew with his cock so hard he was quickly going into blue balls.
He turned away and headed for his car, not looking back, but he was certain Wyatt was watching him. As he got into his car, he locked the doors. He stole a glance out the window as he started the engine, seeing Wyatt heading for his car. Kevin pulled into traffic with Wyatt following. He wasn’t sure what he expected, but he sure as hell didn’t expect the man to follow him back across the river into town.
He thought about trying to lose him, but he knew that was silly and pointless. He parked in the garage of the hotel and went up to his room. If Wyatt came up, that was fine with Kevin. They could duke it out in privacy, but right now he didn’t want anything to do with the man. He only wanted to beat his cock off until he forgot how to speak.
All he wanted was a few moments to forget about Jeff and the embarrassment of having Wyatt kiss him when he was hard. All he wanted was time away to forget about how quickly his life and career were falling apart. He knew things weren’t good. The IA investigation was going to go down as a permanent mark on his record. People would remember. No one forgot this type of investigation and rumors would spread.
As he rode the elevator up alone, he felt his cock start to deflate. The excitement of the moment was quickly dissipating. He slid his hand down over the front of his pants, giving his cock a harsh squeeze. He didn’t want to lose momentum now. He was so close to being alone.
As he stepped off the elevator, shock moved through his body when he saw Wyatt standing in the hallway. He froze in his tracks like a deer caught in headlights. Wyatt’s arms were crossed as he leaned up against the wall. He looked so definitely handsome and ready to take control. That scared Kevin. He did not want to be alone with this man in his hotel room, but he had to man up and find out what the hell Wyatt wanted now.
Obviously, he didn’t want Kevin to have a good time tonight. Why else would he have cock-blocked him? Without saying a word, Kevin moved through the hallway, heading for his room. He inserted his key into the door as Wyatt followed. As the light turned green, Wyatt reached in front of him and opened the door, guiding him inside. The move momentarily caught him off guard.
Wyatt closed the door behind him and immediately locked it. He turned Kevin up against the mirrors and kissed him hard and passionately. Fear and uncertainty raced through Kevin’s blood as he realized what was happening with Wyatt. If he got involved with the man who was investigating him, it could spell disaster for both of them.
Right then, he didn’t care. He lost himself in Wyatt’s powerful kiss. His hands became frantic as they moved over his strong, muscled chest and down over his athletic ass. He did not want to let go of this man or this moment ever again. As the kiss went on and on, Wyatt muscled his tongue deep inside Kevin’s mouth, taking possession of him completely.
Just when he thought it couldn’t go any further or he would fall even more deeply, Wyatt broke his lips away. Their gazes locked and Wyatt stared into his eyes. His dark brown eyes were dilated with passion.
“Why are you staying at a hotel?” Wyatt asked.
There was nothing he could say to Wyatt to make him realize that he couldn’t go home. There was no safety at his house. He needed to stay at the hotel until Jeff stopped following him. As he looked at Wyatt, he felt safe. He didn’t know what to tell him, so he tried the truth.
“I can’t go home.”
There, he said it. He should have been able to tell him everything, but he couldn’t. He was embarrassed. He thought about those pictures he’d burned, and he was very aware that they weren’t the only ones floating around out there. It was only a matter of time before they got out. It was what Jeff wanted. It was why he had left them in his apartment for him to see. What was he going to do now?
“I want you to come home with me where I can protect you.”
Wyatt was serious. When Kevin looked at this man, he had a really hard time saying no. He knew he needed to stand his ground with him. If he were to go home with Wyatt, he would be compromising his investigation. In all honesty, the investigation was more important. He needed to keep Wyatt on the case because he knew Wyatt would give him a fair shake.
Over the years, he’d heard stories about Wyatt. He was known for being ruthless in solving cases at all costs. Kevin trusted him, though. Deep down, he knew Wyatt was a man who wouldn’t let
him down.
“It’s more important for you to stay on my case than it is for us to start a relationship and risk you being thrown off of it.”
“I don’t like the idea of leaving you here alone.”
“I’ll be okay.”
Wyatt didn’t look like he was going to believe him. He looked as though he wanted to stay the whole night. Something deep inside Kevin started to cave. He wanted Wyatt to stay. What harm would it cause? If he just stayed for a little while, Kevin wouldn’t be so afraid of Jeff finding him.
* * * *
Nervous energy had Wyatt looking around Kevin’s expensive hotel room. He needed to put some distance between him and Kevin. “I’m not leaving here without you.”
Kevin ran his hand through his hair as he paced into the room behind him. He looked as though he was afraid to talk openly.
“You can trust me.”
“Can I?” Kevin asked.
Jeff had obviously done a number on him. He didn’t look like he was one to trust easily. Wyatt gave him a few long seconds of a hard stare, wearing him down, and Kevin eventually spoke again. When his eyes met Wyatt’s again, there was cold fear in them.
“I’m afraid.”
He didn’t need to go on for Wyatt to understand who and what he was afraid of. It was obvious that Jeff had used the law against his victim. Filing a false police report was a criminal offense.
Wyatt wasn’t sure how he was going to proceed with Kevin. The man looked as though he had secrets to hide. “How long were you with Jeff?”
Kevin sighed heavily as he crossed the room. “Are we really going to do this now?”
“Yes. We are.”
He shook his head. “Almost a year.”
For some possessive reason, Wyatt felt as though he had to know everything. “How did you two meet?”
“I was injured. I met him at the hospital where he worked.”
“Were you living together?”