Dirty Kiss

by Rhys Ford

  Hot was the only way to describe Jae’s entrance on my fingertip. It was a wicked, sinful feeling, and I pulled back from sucking on his cock to leave a flickering touch of my tongue around his hole. Fully exposed, Jae let go of his control, falling easily into the rhythm of my mouth and tongue moving over his crotch. My fingers played with his sac. I suckled first one orb, then the other, pulling them out before letting them drop back with a wet slurp. I moved back to his cock, licking up and down Jae’s shaft, following the ridges along the top and across the shiny, slick skin.

  The vein on his cock throbbed, pulsing with each butterfly kiss I left along its length. A deep kiss left his head puckering on my tongue, and a ripple of need rocked Jae. Catching his breath, he was ill-prepared for the thrust of my finger into his depths. Rocking Jae in my mouth, I plunged in deep, stroking at the tender heat inside until I found the spot I was looking for.

  A flick of my fingertip against the burl in Jae’s channel drove him up onto his toes, his hips rising with the shock of my touch. His panting breaths became cries, loud, mewling, begging noises. The sounds rose and fell, peaking, then numbing to a whimper when I pulled away. The splash of seed on the back of my throat warned me that my lover was close but I wanted to feel Jae’s tremble around me when I came.

  Clutching the sheets, Jae gasped and moaned, “Why did you stop? Driving me crazy.”

  “Because I’m going to be inside of you when you come,” I whispered, rising up to my knees. Leaning over to give Jae a fierce kiss, I slid another finger into my lover’s warmth, stretching him out with a twisting motion. My cock was wide, nearly too much for Jae to take comfortably without a lot of play. He hissed as I toyed with him, panting and biting down on his lip as his cock bobbed in time with my fingers.

  “Want you inside of me,” Jae murmured into my mouth.

  “You have no patience, Jae-Min,” I teased. I fluttered my fingers around Jae’s entrance, and he exhaled hard and rubbed his thighs against my legs. “Silly boy.”

  “Silly?” Jae growled and lifted his head, biting into my earlobe. He pulled hard, and I was forced down as he twisted his head to the side.

  I laughed, sliding my fingers along my hard length to cover my shaft with lubricant. “Let go.”

  “Get in me,” Jae said, releasing me and kissing the spot before I pulled away. “Now.”

  “Anything you want, baby,” I murmured. “Turn over.”

  I guided him as he lay on his stomach, pulling down a pillow to put under his hips. Angling my cock, I thrust in gently, rocking my hips as Jae’s entrance sucked at my head. Pushing on the tight entrance to his body made me crawl into Jae, my cock dripping in anticipation for the stretching of his flesh. There was a trembling along his body, and I knew from experience the shivers could only be satisfied by my length on the center of his nerves. As I eased further in, he rolled his hips up, hitting the spot he craved to be touched.

  “There, Cole,” Jae panted, gritting his teeth. “Right… there.”

  The pillow already bore the print of his teeth, its linens soaking up his spit. Stifling his need to scream, Jae bit down into its feather plumpness, then lifted his head as I drew out slowly. His breath came in short little bursts, and he ground his hips back, telling me I was taking too long to fill him.

  I liked hearing him moan, so I pulled back out, my fully engorged cock dipping and bowing as I slid from Jae’s pout. His body heaved with the effort to remain still enough for me to find his entrance again, his fingers scrambling to clutch the pillows resting against the headboard.

  Looking down, I watched the head of my cock slide past Jae’s tight ring. Flexing my fingers into the meaty globes, I spread them apart, trying to get a better view of his entrance. Jae licked his mouth with the tip of his tongue, thrusting up and spreading his knees further apart for me. The sight of my tip being swallowed up by Jae’s heat was nearly too much to bear. It became doubly erotic when he moaned in frustrated pleasure and bucked his hips back, pushing down on my cock in an attempt to plunge me deeper in.

  “I want to take my time, baby,” I cautioned, grinning at the Korean pouring from his sweet lips. “Ah, that mouth on you.”

  “I need you in me,” Jae growled, dipping his rear down, pressing the tip of my sex up against the moist walls inside of him. “I need you. I need this.”

  I marveled at Jae’s prone body, his long form twisting under me. My shadow fell across Jae’s shoulders, and I slid back, then pushed forward, feeling the tight whorl around me open up. The ridge of my cock’s head rubbed and slid, then entered fully, my shaft easing past the ring.

  The soft skin on my cock twitched when it struck Jae’s moist heat. I paused, letting the feeling of satiation roll over him. Trembling, Jae fought for some control, and I held back from plunging down into the welcoming body.

  “Now,” Jae spat, his voice low and rough.

  I knew better than to argue with him when he’d reached that point of frustration. Fingernails dug into my legs as Jae reached behind to clutch me closer. Curls of skin peeled back under his onslaught, small stinging reminders that I was too far away for his liking.

  I started with leisurely motions, a dip of my hips to plunge my shaft deep into Jae’s guts. He grunted, then let go of a long, strident mewl, his head cast back in ecstasy. Drawing nearly all the way free of my lover’s body, I forced back in, gripping Jae’s hips to hold him still.

  Jae writhed against my hands, wanting to have some control over the driving shaft piercing his ass. Slightly frustrated at his lack of movement, Jae growled and ground his hips in a small circle around my cock, squeezing down as I pressed in.

  We worked against one another, loud groans working up from Jae’s chest, mewling cries that quickly became arching pleas for me to go deeper or faster. I rocked against his ass, pressing deeper until I heard my thighs hit his body with a loud slap. I couldn’t get any further in, but my body needed more, wanted so much more of the beautiful young man offering everything of himself for me to take.

  The scant moans from Jae’s mouth soon dried up under my continuous thrusts, and I lifted up with each long stroke, my cock driving the moisture past the ring and into Jae’s body. His pants became tortured, and my climax nearly reached its peak under the mingled pleasure-pain of his tightness. A slight burn began along my balls. The push and pull of my shaft rubbing at him set off a ripple of spasms in his inner muscles as I hit the sweet spot in his ass over and over again.

  Gripping at the bed, Jae bent his head down, resting his forehead on the pulled-back sheets. Surrendering himself to my thrusts, I watched him ride the sensations of being pulled apart and his ass being taken by my cock. When my strokes hit his core, he trembled under the sensations overwhelming him, and I wasn’t sure how much more he could take. Jae was gorgeous under me, his body fully open and accepting my width. With his ass stretched open, my shaft now rode in easily, rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm broken only when I reached under Jae to grab his cock.

  He was so close that the touch of my fingers on his tip brought him to his peak. Jae stiffened and moaned, falling forward, and his limbs twitched with the power of his climax. I felt my own balls tighten in the hollow of my thighs. Then a prickling sensation started in my face, a familiar near-blush warning me I was close to coming.

  My blood thundered in my ears when Jae clenched, folding his body over until he was firmly locked over my dick. I let the sensations of my release wash over me, and submerged deep into his own passions, Jae rasped out my name as his seed gushed from his cock and over my fingers.

  I let go. Bending my shoulders back, I thrust hard once, then again, burying myself deep into Jae’s body. A lightning storm worked over my nerves, shocking me into release. When Jae’s muscled ass closed over me again, the spasms carried me over the edge, and a hot rush of cum exploded from my body. Another thrust pushed me deep enough inside of Jae’s body that I felt his clench on the base of my cock.

  I rocked gently, carryi
ng my climax along its course, slowing my body. It seemed as if Jae had spent his entire spill. Bending over Jae’s heat-flushed back, I kissed at his shoulder, rubbing at his strong neck with trembling fingers as he fought for breath. I was about to pull free of his body when he reached back and put his hand on my leg.

  “Stay, just for a little bit. Please,” Jae finally gasped, his voice harsh and rough. His breath staggered in his chest, unable to fall back into a steady rhythm. Weak-boned, he lay under my heavier weight, obviously enjoying being pressed into the mattress. The feel of him under me was a comfort, and I relaxed into the feeling before pulling him over onto his side.

  “I’m too heavy for you,” I groaned, leaving another kiss on his back. “Here, let me get a towel.”

  He complained softly when I reluctantly pulled away, but I assured Jae I’d be right back. I disposed of the condom, flushing it down the toilet, and came back with a damp cloth to clean off Jae’s trembling body. He lay on his side, letting me bathe him, and smirked when I hooked the balled-up cloth over my head like a basketball, landing it in the laundry basket by the door. Crawling onto the bed, I fit against him. Neither of us wanted to let go, and the bed creaked with the movements of our tired bodies. My heart pounded when I turned his face toward mine, and I kissed him, lingering in the taste of his mouth.

  “I like this too much. It scares me,” Jae whispered. “You scare me sometimes because I want you so much.”

  “This is a scary thing,” I agreed, curling up against my lover’s long, warm body. Stroking at my back, Jae leaned in and gave me a gentle, sweet kiss that left us both breathless. He rested his cheek on my chest and wrapped his arms around my waist. “If it makes you feel better, you scare me too.”

  Chapter 14

  I WOKE up with the taste of Jae-Min in my mouth. Sadly, I seemed to be lacking the feel of him on my body. Moving was an excruciating lesson that taught me that even my tongue appeared to have bruises on it and my hair could hurt. I blinked my eyes open and then promptly closed them again when the light set my corneas on fire.

  “What time?” My voice sounded distant, lost under the white noise captured in my ears. Neko sat on the windowsill, chittering at the birds, a low clicking noise that fought with the buzz in my head. The light began to hurt, stabbing triangles of pain digging into my brain. Blinking brought tears, and the world swam, blurring back into thick swaths of color. Jae turned into a splotch of black and golden pale, a stark wave against the red ocean of sheets and dark wood.

  His vowels were rounder again, stretched from speaking Korean. I decided I liked the sound of it, a burble, like tea being poured into a cup. Swallowing the melt, I nearly choked on the sliver of ice, saved only by Jae’s fingers working on my throat.

  “Sorry,” I repeated. There was a fuzzy memory of hot kisses and then Jae’s sinful mouth on my nipple. After that, everything went black. I had a feeling there was a lot I had to apologize for. I risked opening my eyes and found Jae sitting on the bed next to me.

  One of my old shirts swallowed his slender frame, and the marbled purple spots on his throat were turning yellow around the edges. I tried lifting my hand up to trace one of the bites, but my arm refused to obey me. His face turned to a watery gold as my eyes went wonky, and blinking only seemed to make things worse.

  “Kiss,” I demanded, using my apparent uselessness to secure some affection.

  “No, not until you brush your teeth.” He laughed, refusing me. “Come on, I’ll help you up. You probably need to pee, too. Scarlet’s coming to get me. I need clothes, and she wants to shop. Are you going to be all right if I leave you?”

  I am not susceptible to the power of suggestion. My dick had had other things on its mind until that moment, and suddenly the bathroom looked like heaven. Shakily, I got to my feet. Jae’s height hindered me a bit, his long legs tangling in mine as I slid off the bed when my knees gave out.

  “I’m okay. Have fun shopping,” I said reassuringly, and Jae rolled his eyes at me. He waited until I waved him off before closing the door behind him. My arm ached after I was done brushing my teeth, but a shower was a necessity.

  Splatters of purple and red covered my temple and worked down one cheek. Mike teased me about being pretty, but I’d not take home any dog show prizes in the condition I was in. A trail of dried blood, smeared from a thin slice over my right eyebrow, matted the hair at my temple. My mouth was slightly puffy, and I rubbed at my lower lip, feeling the bite of Jae’s teeth on it.

  Turning the showerhead on to full, I didn’t wait until the water turned hot before stepping in. The icy shock bit into the cuts on my back, growing warmer until steam covered my body and pushed the pain on my skin into my frazzled nerve endings. After drying off, I pulled on a pair of jeans and picked at the scab on my forehead. My house had a cat in it, and one of my favorite T-shirts was gone, but it made me smile. I’d never thought missing clothes from my dresser could bring a flicker of something bright to my heart. I finished dressing and headed downstairs.

  I was working on getting information when the house’s peaceful silence was shattered by Claudia coming through the front door.

  “You finally dragged your sorry ass out of bed,” she greeted me warmly, almost as if I were one of her sons. “’Bout time. You’ve got some things to sign.”

  “Love you too.” Mumbling, I sipped at the cup of coffee I’d made myself, grateful for the jolt. Its black bitterness mingled with the mint of my toothpaste, and I swallowed, watching Claudia over the cup. I signed off on the papers she put in front of me, drinking half of my coffee as I read the contracts. The paper on the bottom caught my eye, and I waved it under Claudia’s nose. “What’s this?”

  “Insurance payout for your car. They were quick. I’m surprised they’re still going to cover you.” She sniffed, pulling herself up to get herself a cup. Back in less than a minute, she stood over me, placing a hand on her wide hip. The bright red flowers of her dress were as vivid as the bruises on my face, and I turned my head before my eyes were burnt out from the color. “They sure gave you a lot of money for pieces of scrap metal.”

  “It was a good car.” The amount was ridiculous, but then, the insurance company hadn’t seen the car before it had become tinsel all over the road and the front of my building. “Did the rental company drop off a car for me?”

  “One of those blocky SUV things that rich people drive with no sense.” Claudia sat down, the couch creaking under her. “It’s in the carport. I put a big sign on it that says, ‘This is not Cole McGinnis’s car. Please do not blow up’.”

  “Well, you said please. That’ll make all the difference.” I nodded. “Thanks, Claudia. For helping Jae and, well, for everything.”

  “Boy’s easy to take care of. Very pleasant and polite. You could learn something from him.”

  “That’s what you think.” I snorted. “He’s about as easy to take care of as a hedgehog with a toothache. Did they give you the keys? Or is it like an Easter egg hunt?”

  “Giving you keys to that car is possibly the stupidest thing I could do in my life.” She dug them out of her purse, slinging them across the table in a skittering glide. “You going to do something equally stupid?”

  “I’ll leave Jae a note for when he comes home so he doesn’t worry.” I grabbed the keys from the table and leaned over to kiss Claudia on the cheek. “Don’t wait up for me, Ma. I’m going to go see a man about a dead Korean hooker.”

  “You taking Bobby?” she yelled at me before I could close the door behind me. “You’ll need someone with you when you do this stupid thing you want to do.”

  “Nope.” I grinned at the scowl wrinkling her round face. “He can go find his own dead hooker.”

  THE laptop and some digging gave me Brian Park’s address and a few personal tidbits. Park graduated from USC and was the third son of a prominent Korean family, mostly doctors and engineers, but a lawyer wasn’t anything to sneeze at. He had a juvenile record, sealed against my prying. No am
ount of finagling proper channels would get around the seal, but there were ways to get to the information if I really wanted it.

  Bobby was taking care of that for me. Cops still liked him. Some even admired him for his silence during his years on the force. I didn’t have that kind of popularity. Hell, I was pretty sure a few of Ben’s friends used my face for target practice.

  Ben.

  I pulled the SUV into a shady parking lot and sighed, wanting to force my mind from wandering around the memory of my partner. The steering wheel dimpled my forehead, gouging into the bruises on the side of my face, and I laughed, remembering Ben teasing me when I would rest my head in the unmarked we shared.

  “Can’t steer with your nose, McGinnis,” he’d say, flicking a fingertip across his own nose. “You need one like this.”

  His Italian father’s blood gave him hawkish features, dark eyebrows, and a strong profile as well as a booming laugh. He’d known I was gay before he met me. I’d never hidden it, and no one gossips like a cop. Ben crowed over my cockiness, poking at my arrogant confidence when he told me I should just keep my mouth shut.

  “No one needs to know your business, Cole,” Ben once told me over a beer after a hard night’s work. “If you’re different, no one wants to hear it. They can ignore anything if it’s not in front of their faces. You’re better off just keeping your mouth shut.”

  I disagreed with him, sure in my rights as a person that I should be able to love anyone I wanted. Ben must have thought otherwise. I’d never know. His reasons for trying to kill me had died with him.

  “Fuck that.” I shoved Ben back into the closet where he belonged. Wiping at my face, I jumped when my cell phone chirped at me, then danced across the passenger seat as I chased it with clumsy fingers. Flicking it open, I answered, hoping Bobby would have something for me.