Training Kevin [Hard Hits 14] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Tatum Throne

  “Yeah. That’s when things changed with him.”

  Wyatt heard his voice break. He clenched his jaw when he realized Kevin had been a victim of abuse. He was going to pay the good doctor a visit here soon. “How?”

  Heat moved up over Kevin’s neck. “He became possessive of my time. He’d call me, text, expected me to be with him every second of the day or know where I was every minute.”

  “Did he hit you?”

  Silence echoed back. “I’d rather just not talk about all this.”

  Tears were in Kevin’s eyes. Emotion moved through his voice. Wyatt’s heart started to beat out of his chest as he realized how much Kevin was hurting, how he probably was hooking up with that guy in the bar to forget about everything. By stopping him, Wyatt had fucked up his night.

  “Before I do anything further with you, I want to make sure that your relationship with me is going to be solid.”

  “How are you going to be with me when you’re investigating me?”

  He had a point. Wyatt didn’t want to worry about all the details, but he had to. “I know I’m investigating you. We’ll find a way to make this work.”

  “And what happens when Chief Rask finds out?”

  “He’s not going to find out.”

  Kevin laughed as though he wanted that little tidbit in writing. “I don’t even know you.”

  “You didn’t know that guy in the bar either.”

  All the laughter in Kevin’s eyes faded away. “And I’m just supposed to trust you?”

  “Yes.”

  Kevin shook his head. “This is crazy.”

  “I can protect you, Kevin.”

  “How do you plan on doing that? Spending every minute of every day with me?”

  “Yes, if that’s what it takes.”

  Wyatt needed to show him that he would do everything in his power to protect him from the other men in law enforcement and in his personal life.

  “I can’t ask you to mess up your life for me.”

  “I just need you to trust me on this matter.”

  Wyatt crossed the room and caressed Kevin’s jaw. He was so tempted to kiss Kevin again, but he didn’t want to give in to their attraction now. He knew then if he kissed him, they were both going to fall into bed together and they would be up all night. That was the last thing he wanted to see happen. It was clear that Kevin needed a little more than a one-night stand.

  Still, he seemed like he was holding back. There was more to the situation, and he needed the whole story if he was going to be able to help him. The problem was Wyatt had already mistakenly started to blur the lines—way too much.

  He was worried about Kevin. He could see the strain within Kevin’s face and the fact that he probably hadn’t had a good night’s rest in a really long time.

  “I don’t want you to spend the night at this hotel.”

  “I don’t have any choice in the matter.”

  “Yes, you do. I want you to come and stay with me until this thing is settled.”

  Kevin’s life was on the line and he needed help. Jeff was escalating, and he wasn’t going to stop until he got what he wanted.

  “We both know you’re in danger. It’s only a matter of time before Jeff finds you here.” It was true and he knew it.

  “You really think Chief Rask is going to go for us rooming together?”

  “Let me deal with the Chief.” Finally, Kevin looked as though he was about to trust him. It was a step in the right direction. “I’ll talk to Chief Rask about your training, too.”

  Kevin hooked his thumbs in the front of his jean pockets as he leaned back against the wall. “Thanks.”

  “No problem.” He wasn’t ready to leave yet. “Have you eaten?”

  “Not yet.”

  Wyatt went to the phone. “I’ll order room service. You want anything special?”

  “Anything. I’m open.”

  After ordering some burgers, Wyatt slipped off his jacket, getting more comfortable. He could see the move didn’t go unnoticed by Kevin.

  “You must think I’m pathetic,” Kevin said.

  “I don’t. You’re just in a rough spot right now.”

  “I guess.”

  Kevin’s cell phone on the nightstand started to buzz to life. He went to it and picked it up. His face went pale.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “It’s him. I don’t know how he got my number again.”

  “Answer it and put it on speaker.”

  Kevin’s hand shook. Wyatt reached for the phone, answering it by putting it on speaker before it dumped into voice mail. He nodded toward Kevin.

  “What do you want?” Kevin asked.

  “Hey, babe. Missing me?”

  The sound of Jeff’s seductive voice put Wyatt on edge. He hated how afraid Kevin was.

  “No, I’m not.”

  Jeff chuckled. “Did you like the gift I sent you?”

  Wyatt narrowed his eyes on Kevin. What was Jeff talking about?

  “Fuck you. Leave me the fuck alone!”

  Kevin snatched the phone out of Wyatt’s hand and hung it up, throwing it across the room where it bounced off the hotel chair.

  “I needed to know,” Wyatt said.

  “Now you do. What are you going to do about it? How are you supposed to protect me from that? I don’t even know how he’s getting my cell number!”

  “I’m going to talk to Chief Rask tomorrow morning about it.”

  “It’s not going to make any difference.”

  “Yes, it will. Trust me.”

  Kevin nervously moved toward him. “What happens tonight?”

  “Tonight, we get some rest. We’re not going to rush this thing between us.”

  Wyatt unlaced his work boots and laid back into the bed. He offered the other side of the bed.

  “I need to grab a quick shower,” Kevin said.

  He headed for the bathroom where Wyatt heard the sound of the shower clicking on. He frowned. His hair was damp. Why would he want another shower? The realization hit him so hard that it had Wyatt jumping out of bed and taking four quick strides to the bathroom. The door was partially open. He pushed the door open with his hand.

  Through the fogged glass Wyatt could see that Kevin’s hands were pressed up against the tile as he hung his head under the water. Smooth, corded muscle rippled as he moved. He was perfect in every way. As he turned to rinse, Wyatt caught sight of his long, thick cock. Absently, Kevin smoothed his hand down his abdomen and even lower over his prick.

  Wyatt bit his lip, trying to resist the urge to follow him into the shower. Light flashed across his chest, revealing his pierced nipples. Each nipple was pebbled hard with a bar beneath. Unable to deny the urge, Wyatt entered the room, watching as Kevin continued to stroke his aching cock. Kevin bit his lip, stifling a moan of pleasure that escaped his parted lips. Wyatt’s dick was throbbing as he adjusted it. He wanted to undress and join Kevin in the shower but knew now was not the time.

  Instead, he shut the bathroom door and crossed the tile in two easy strides. Their eyes connected through the glass. Lust spiraled through Kevin’s eyes as his right hand slid up and down his aching dick.

  “Look at me and say my name when you come.”

  “Oh, God.” Kevin’s face twisted up in pleasure as hot spunk shot from the swollen slit on his cockhead. “Wyatt!”

  Wyatt moaned, opening the glass door. With the water hitting his clothed body, he pinned Kevin up against the tile, kissing him hard. He thrust his tongue deep into his mouth, loving the way Kevin moaned in submission. Kevin’s fist continued to work his cock as he unloaded his spunk onto Wyatt’s shirt. When his hand stilled, Wyatt broke his lips away.

  “Let me suck you,” Kevin said.

  He wanted Kevin to but they couldn’t. Not until they set some clear boundaries. He was a Dom. He needed a submissive. “Not yet. We need to get some rest. It’s getting late.”

  Disappointment spiraled through Kevin’s eyes before he clo
sed it off. “Sure.”

  Wyatt shut off the water as Kevin left the shower. As Kevin wrapped the white terrycloth robe around his waist, Wyatt was certain he had made a mistake by letting him go.

  Chapter Four

  Kevin’s cell phone was buzzing as he pulled into District Two’s parking area. News of the restraining order must have gotten around the station. He was still feeling all warm and fuzzy from waking up next to Wyatt. They had shared a sweet and unhurried kiss that could have easily turned into something more but Wyatt had intentionally pulled away.

  When Kevin headed through the bullpen, everyone was giving him funny looks. No one was speaking to him, either. He frowned when his cell started to blow up with text messages. He had expected something but not this. This was something else. There was one from TJ telling him to check his e-mail. What was going on?

  He went to his office, determined to put the investigation behind him. He powered up his laptop and went straight to his e-mail. The room started to spin. There were fifty new e-mails from someone he didn’t know. His cursor hovered over the e-mail. There was an attachment with it. He had a bad feeling about it. Still, he couldn’t hide his curiosity as he opened the e-mail. Shock vibrated through his body when he saw one of the pictures he had burned flash before his eyes. Whatever was happening, it brought up a download, too.

  “Shit!”

  The sound of him being fucked echoed through his office. He muted the noise, but the damage was done. Another box popped up saying the message had been forwarded.

  “What. The. Fuck.”

  He went to his sent e-mail, seeing that everyone in his inbox within the department had been sent the picture with audio. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. No!”

  With a shaking hand, Kevin reached for his office phone and dialed upstairs to the tech department. The line buzzed several times before someone answered.

  “This is Hunter.”

  “This is Lt. Philips. I have a porn virus that just spammed a message someone sent me to everyone in the department.”

  “I’ll be right down.”

  “Thanks.”

  A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. “Come in.”

  Hunter appeared in the doorway, carrying his laptop that he set up next to his. “Let me take a look.”

  Kevin got out of his office chair as Hunter sat down to work some magic, but it was obviously too late when his phone started ringing.

  “Let me,” Hunter said. He reached for the phone but didn’t yet answer it. “You go lock that door before anyone opens it.”

  “Seriously?”

  “Yeah. We need to put this fire out and I don’t want any other distractions.”

  Hunter picked up the phone. “This is Hunter from IT.” He listened. “I’m working on it, sir. Yes. I know. He’s here. No, he can’t make any statement about it now until he talks to his Union rep.” Hunter hung up the phone. His fingers flew across the keyboard on Kevin’s laptop and then transferred to his own.

  “Who was that?” Kevin asked.

  “The chief.”

  Frustration had Kevin running a hand through his hair. “I’m never going to be able to show my face again.”

  “You don’t need to explain. I heard what’s going on.”

  “Oh, God. Everyone knows?”

  “A few of us do. The chief has us investigating Jeff to build the case against him.”

  Relief moved through Kevin. “Can we delete the e-mails before anyone sees them?”

  “Technically no, but I’m creating a block that will prevent it from opening.”

  “Good.”

  Fifteen minutes later, knocking sounded on Kevin’s door and then the handle was tried. “Lt. Philips?”

  It was Wyatt. Hunter shrugged when Kevin looked at him. His hand was shaking as he reached for the door. The memory of last night still burned brightly in his mind. It was the first good night’s rest Kevin had in a really long time. Had Wyatt seen the picture with the audio? God help him if he had.

  “Good, Hunter is here. How’s it going?” Wyatt asked.

  “We’re about there. If someone opens the e-mail, it won’t play the attachment.”

  “What about the pic?” Wyatt asked.

  “Won’t open.”

  “Good.”

  Wyatt looked as though he wanted to take control of the situation. He came into Kevin’s office as though he wanted to protect Kevin. Across the room, Hunter gave him a hard stare.

  “I have the situation under control, Detective Rome.”

  Despite what Hunter said, Wyatt crossed the room and got behind his desk, looking over his shoulder as Hunter worked on his laptop. Kevin didn’t have to read his mind to know that he was looking at the photo of Kevin’s bare ass. Kevin did not like how Wyatt was seeing that embarrassing picture.

  After a long time, Hunter sat back, relaxing in his office chair. “Well, it’s done and taken care of. It doesn’t mean he won’t try to send another photo, but at least I’ll be able to stop them next time.”

  It looked as though the fire was out, but still those e-mails were floating around. Who knew how many in his department had seen the photo? He didn’t want to think about everyone hearing the sound of his voice as he got fucked by Jeff.

  “Thanks, Hunter. I’ll be sure to let you know if we need anything else.”

  “Sounds like a plan.”

  Hunter got up, collecting his laptop as he headed out of the room. When he was finally alone with Wyatt, Kevin braced for the impact of what he would say.

  Their eyes locked as Wyatt closed the distance between them to stand in front of him. “You have nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone has a sex life.”

  Still embarrassed, Kevin lowered his gaze. It was difficult for him to look at the man he was openly lusting over. Wyatt continued to advance on Kevin until he felt cornered in his office. He was forced to look up into Wyatt’s beautiful face as he felt his heart race out of his chest.

  Ever so slowly, Wyatt lowered his mouth, kissing him passionately. Their lips moved in a wild, rocking embrace. Before he could stop himself, Kevin was grabbing at Wyatt’s shirt and pulling at it frantically so he could slide his hands over Wyatt’s hard abdomen.

  As Kevin’s hands skimmed over Wyatt’s arms, it was as though a primal urge to take him had taken over. He didn’t want this moment end. As the kiss rolled on, Kevin became suddenly aware that his phone was ringing off the hook.

  Reluctantly, Wyatt broke his lips away. Kevin looked up at Wyatt. “We shouldn’t be doing this now.”

  A soft moan escaped from Kevin’s parted lips. Things were going too fast and neither one had the ability to control it. “I want you to take control of me. Tonight.”

  Wyatt’s face darkened. “I normally don’t get involved with anyone I work with.”

  “Neither do I, but I want you involved with me.”

  Wyatt could see that he had long ago crossed the line with Kevin and there was no turning back now. He was always upfront with his lovers upon first meeting them. “There’s something you need to know. I’m a Dom and I’ll only take on a submissive.”

  “I’m a bottom.”

  Wyatt groaned. “We’ll be perfect together. If we’re going to be together, you need a safe word to use if things get too intense.”

  “What’s my safe word?”

  “Red.”

  Neither one could let go. Strong hands move down over Kevin’s ass. He felt Wyatt pull his ass in close so that their dicks hit together. The move caught him suddenly off guard. A sweet moan of desperation escaped his parted lips. A low groan escaped Wyatt’s mouth as he crushed his lips over Kevin’s again.

  He heard the sound of footsteps and voices outside his office door. He knew he should have stopped kissing Wyatt, but he couldn’t. He didn’t want to. He wanted this moment to last forever. He wanted to forget all about his stalker. He wanted to have something special with Wyatt, even only for a little while.

  As if sensing what he n
eeded, Wyatt smoothed his hand down over the front of Kevin’s tactical pants. His hand gripped Kevin’s cock, stroking it through the material. A shot of pre-cum echoed out from the tip of his cockhead. Before he could stop it from happening, he was flexing his hips up into Wyatt’s insistent hand. Without missing a beat, Wyatt urged him down onto his knees, pushing his crotch into Kevin’s face.

  A moan escaped Kevin’s parted, hungry mouth. A strong hand fisted into his hair as Wyatt took control of him. “I am your Dom. You will do as I say. Always.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Now you’re going to suck my cock until you forget how to say my name, and the only name you will ever say in my presence in private is Master.”

  His Dom’s words turned him on so fast and hard that he was shooting his spunk into his boxers before he could stop it. As his orgasm spun out, Wyatt shoved his cock deep into his mouth. The tip of his cockhead hit the back of Kevin’s throat with a muffled gagging sound. It was exactly what he wanted. He loved the taste of his Dom’s cock in his mouth.

  As Wyatt stroked faster and faster, the tip of his cockhead went deeper and deeper down Kevin’s throat. Desperation had him wanting to taste Wyatt’s jizz skipping across his tongue before his Master could stop him. He gripped his Master’s ass, holding on tightly as his mouth bounced over his cock. He used his entire body as leverage as he pumped in and out of his mouth.

  Just when Kevin thought he couldn’t take anymore, he heard a knock at the door. He felt every muscle in Wyatt’s body stiffen, but that didn’t stop him from undulating the underside of his Dom’s dick with his tongue that was half in and out of his mouth. He used his teeth to grab tightly onto his cockhead so he couldn’t remove his cock entirely from his mouth. Kevin tasted a shot of jizz fly across his tongue as Wyatt started to orgasm.

  “Yeah?” Wyatt asked.

  “Chief Rask wants to see you in five minutes.”

  “I’ll be down in a minute.”

  “I’ll let him know.”

  With that, Wyatt stroked his dick deep inside of Kevin’s mouth, taking back control. Heat pumped through Kevin’s mouth as he felt Wyatt let go. The salty-sweet taste of Wyatt’s spunk raced over his tongue. He moaned, sucking every last drop of his Master down. Line after line of his jizz skipped across his tongue and spiraled down his throat. When Wyatt finished coming, Kevin licked his cock clean. When he was done, Wyatt pulled him up and pinned him down to his desk.