But once again I threw caution to the wind and just went for it.
“Yes, Jake, take me home.”
He was so beautiful. I could stare at him all day long and never feel as if a minute of my time was wasted. His naturally golden olive skin went three shades of white when I asked about Paxton’s mom. It was definitely a trigger for him. In my mind, I pictured an arbitrary line that should never be crossed, and for him, it was the subject of Carrie.
He said I couldn’t have known his answer after I asked my question, but that’s where you’re wrong, Devan Knight. I know everything about you because it’s my job to do so, but that’s not what I desire right now. I want to learn all the consequential and most intimate details of the true man you are. And it begins tonight with you in my bed.
Devan said exactly what I had been yearning to hear since the day I met him. Yeah, he was easy to want, and now I would be taking all of him tonight. He didn’t say much since we left the club and arrived back at my place, my temporary home that I was using to lay low in while I investigated him. But he never felt like an assignment to me, more like someone in need of rescuing. I was willing to throw caution to the wind and risk anything and everything for him. It was this strong gut feeling that saved my ass more times than I cared to remember while I was overseas fighting a senseless war, and now that same instinct would help me live for Devan.
I unlocked my door and stepped aside so he could go in first. He stopped for a moment and then looked over his shoulder at me. I didn’t react to his hesitation because I knew he was nervous. His mannerisms screamed that it had been a long time for him.
Once we were inside, I locked the door behind me and led us into the living room. It was a large, open floor plan with lots of windows. Vivid fantasies occupied my mind at night just thinking how amazing it would be to take Devan right here in the middle of this room with just the light from the night sky. I would bend him over the couch and take him over and over again until he submitted to be mine.
“Hey, Jake? You still with me?” he asked.
“I’m sorry. What did you say?” I asked as I refocused all my attention back to Devan.
“I just asked if you had any water?”
“I’m sorry. Yeah, sure, help yourself. The kitchen is that way,” I pointed.
“Thanks.”
Another simple, one-word answer from him. By the end of this evening, I hope the sexy Devan Knight will say a hell of a lot more than just one word. Better yet, as long as he keeps saying “yes,” I’ll be alright with that.
After retrieving a couple of bottles of water from the fridge, he came back into the living room and took a seat by me on the couch. He gulped down a few sips of water, and I watched his throat muscles move as he swallowed the cool liquid. Fuck! I’m hard, and I haven’t even touched him yet.
“What are you thinking about, Jake?” he asked as his eyes were trained on mine.
“Do you really want to know?”
“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t. One minute you’re here, and the next you seem as if you drift away to another place.”
“Yeah, you have the ability to make me do that.”
I knew what I wanted to happen here tonight with Devan, but as much as my dick was leading me in the direction I wanted to go, I knew I couldn’t force him if he truly wasn’t in the same place as I was.
So I had to ask, “Devan, back at the club, why did you run from me?”
I may have ended our night before it began with pushing him to talk to me, but I had to know. Although he stayed after I caught up with him, his decision has ultimately led him here to me. Something is still there between us. I am determined to break his carefully constructed walls down.
“Jake, do you have a problem reading body language?”
His question took me by surprise.
“No, why do you ask?” I responded.
“Because if you were paying attention to me tonight, then you would have picked up that talking about my past is not a subject that is offered up freely. Not to you. Not to anyone. I am a very private person, and I live my life the same way. What is being offered to you is simply me. I asked you to take me home, and now I’m sitting just inches from you. What does that tell you? I’m not blind. I see how you look at me. I felt how you touched me tonight when we danced. Am I wrong? Because I thought your invitation back at the club meant we would be fucking tonight, not talking.”
Shut the front door! Because Devan Knight just threw his dick out and was ready to play.
“No, you’re not wrong. I want you, Devan, and I promised you that I would show you how much, so the bedroom is that way. Go to my room and get naked.”
There was no softness in my tone when I answered his question. I was never a man to be fucked with, and I never backed down from a challenge. He didn’t hesitate and did exactly what I directed him to do. I had to take a calming breath, or I feared I would pounce the minute I saw him in his nakedness. I wanted to savor this and needed to take my time with him, get to know his body inch by inch, and then when I was done exploring, start all over again.
Devan had natural olive skin, making it look like a yearly tan that never fades. His skin was soft but layered with hard muscles. After tonight, there would be not one spot left on him that wouldn’t be marked by me. He was completely nude and waited for me as he made himself comfortable on my bed. He was on his back with his legs open, his perfect hole on display.
My heart was beating so fucking fast that my fingers shook as I pulled off my shirt. The rest of my clothes were removed easily, and then I was just as naked as Devan. I slowly climbed on top of the bed, and I knew I had to look into his eyes before this went any further. I needed to see his assurance that this was where he wanted to be. I was no easy fuck and certainly did not want to do the one-night stand thing with him. I’ve had that. Now I want more.
“Devan,” I said as I hovered over his body. “There’s no rush. We can take this as slow as you need it to be. I don’t want to scare you off.”
He let out a deep sigh and then said, “Just for one night, I don’t want to think about anything. I can’t remember the last time I’ve been this up close and personal with another person. I swear, Jake, it’s been a while. I just need this more than you know, and it doesn’t include you asking me questions.”
His eyes are telling, and they hide nothing. It took effort to look beyond his pain, but I shrugged that off for another time to talk about his past. Tonight, he was here with me, and I would make him forget any hurt that he was still carrying around.
“You’ll bottom for me?” I asked.
“Yes, just take it slow, and I’ll be fine.”
“Anything for you.”
“Don’t make any promises, Jake. That’s not what I need.”
“What do you need?”
“You,” he said. “Nothing else beyond that really matters right now.”
Even though I wanted to say thousands of words to him, I remained silent and just kissed him. I took the kiss slow at first until he opened for me, and then he was here with me and led me inside to delve deeper into his mouth. He let out soft moans of pleasure as his strong arms wrapped around my waist. He was perfectly positioned for me to take him, but the kiss was enough for now. I wanted to learn his mouth as I wanted all parts of him. I would take him piece by piece, and at my pace.
I splayed my hand across his muscular chest with the other positioned behind his neck. His eyes were on mine. I swear he was using mind tricks to pull me in deeper. The only thing he didn’t know was that I would willingly follow him anywhere. How is that possible? I have never had anything with anyone on this level before. What is he thinking? He’s quiet but hasn’t pulled away. I should be thankful for small miracles.
“Jake? Are you okay?” he asked.
“When I’m able to come up with a word that describes what I’m feeling right now, I’ll let you know.”
He flashed me another one of his sexy smiles. I d
idn’t know where to begin with him. I was so turned on and nervous at the same time, another feeling I’d never experienced before. Although I had him on his back, he took the lead from me and pulled me down to his mouth. I opened for him, and our tongues rolled over the other until I was so blissed out, I felt dizzy. The sexual arousal between us was blinding.
When I came up for air, he cupped my face in his hands. Did he just take the fucking lead on me? In a game changer, I didn’t see coming, Devan flipped me over to my back, and he was now straddling my body. What. The. Fuck?
My breath hitched in my throat as I felt him grind his hard length against me. Fucking hell! Devan was dominating me, and I never felt freer.
“Devan,” I growled his name. My balls grew heavy as he placed his hand down between my legs to stroke my dick. “Fuck! I want you.”
“So, what are we waiting for? Take me.” He continued to stroke me as I felt my intense need for him grow stronger.
“Wanting you is not the problem. I need to prep you for me. As much as I love you taking the lead, we need to slow down so we can get to where we both want to be.”
“Lube?” he asked.
“Right side table drawer. You’ll find condoms in there as well.”
As he leaned over to get what we needed, I took the opportunity to take back my control.
“You did that on purpose,” he grinned as I took the lead again.
“Yeah, I did. Now lay back, and let me explore.”
He did as I commanded. I popped the top off the lube and generously coated my fingers. I didn’t take it slow. I inserted one finger, and his pelvis jerked up from the invasion. Once I saw the wanton look of desire on his face, I quickly pushed back in with another until he was so relaxed, he asked for a third. I did this over and over again until I felt his body completely relax.
“Now, Jake, stop fucking around and get inside of me,” he shouted aloud.
“Patience, baby. Once I’m inside your body, we will be doing a lot more than just fucking.” You are going to be mine. I didn’t say the last part aloud, but it’s what I wanted more than anything.
His hole was nice and slick and ready for me. I knew I had to be gentle, but the urgency to feel him wrapped around my dick was making me lightheaded.
“Devan, I need to look into your eyes as I take you, but I also know that we have to take this slowly, and it needs to be controlled. The only way I know I can do that is for you to be on top of me, where you are seated on my cock.”
He hesitated and pulled away from me. I cupped his face and crushed my mouth down to his. There was no way I was allowing him to stop what was happening between us.
“Devan, talk to me.”
“I’m not sure if I can do that, Jake.”
“Why ever not?”
“You are intense. I’m freaking out.”
I assured him, “I promise it’s going to be okay. I will not hurt you, but I really need to do it this way, at least for our first time.”
“So, what makes you think there’s going to be anything between us beyond tonight?”
“Because as much as you fight it, all it does is make me want you more. And if you think I’m going to just allow you to walk out my door and never to be heard of again? Think again, sexy fucker. You’re in my bed now, and that’s where I plan to keep you.” I didn’t say that aloud.
Instead, I gave him an order: “You. On top.”
I let my eyes show him that playtime was over. I needed to be inside of him, and I wasn’t going to wait for another second to feel him wrapped around me. We moved into position, with Devan straddling my hips. He moved back and forth to fucking tease me again, but I held him in place. I covered my dick with the condom and then coated myself with more lube. He moved backward, and I pushed my pelvis up to enter him at the desired angle. He slowly lowered himself down onto my hard cock. It took all my control not to push hard inside of him. His eyes closed as he gasped from the bite of pain.
“Breathe and bare down for me, Devan. Slowly, steadily, and now slide down.”
He released another breath and allowed me to breach his tight ring of muscle until I was milking his prostate. Once he got used to me, he opened his eyes, and they were attentively on me. I fucking loved the submission he was handing over to me. He was relaxed and finally let go of his inhibitions and rode my dick expertly as if he owned me. We matched thrust for thrust, with Devan completely in control of his body.
He leaned down with his hands splayed across my chest. I wanted his mouth on mine again. As if he read my mind, he took in a searing kiss. Then like the tease I knew he was, he brushed his lips across mine, where I barely felt them.
“I’m so close, Jake. Come with me, baby.”
He wasn’t lying. I felt the fire pool low in my abdomen as shock waves rippled through me, and I fucking screamed out his name in pure unadulterated pleasure. “Fuck yes! Oh baby, just like that. Fucking hell, Devan!” I continued to shout as we both rode the waves of our release.
I knew I came hard. When he finally lifted off of me and broke our connection, I saw cum spill out of the condom before he could tie it off and toss it in the wastebasket. A few drops were on his finger as he collapsed beside me. I grabbed his digits and licked off every last drop. His eyes fucking sparkled, and instead of asking him to leave like in my past sexual encounters, I pulled him closer, not allowing him any room to escape.
“We can clean up later. I just want to hold you. Is that okay?” I nervously asked.
Devan closed his eyes, which just about broke me. I needed him to keep feeling the way he did ten seconds ago and not regret what we just did together. My trepidation turned to bliss when he placed his head on my chest and gave me exactly what I asked for.
He was mine, and I was never letting him go. I broke every single one of my fucking rules with Devan Knight, but I just didn’t care. He was never a job to me, and once he let his walls down and let me in, I knew I would protect him and his son forever.
He would trust me. I just had to be careful with him. He didn’t have to tell me that his heart was fragile; I already knew. There was pain behind his eyes, filled with regret and loss. He had been alone for a long time that much is clear, but after tonight and what we just shared, he never had to feel that way again.
Getting out from under Jake’s heavy arm was no easy task, but luckily, I mastered the art of rolling one’s lover to the side without waking them. It was really an art form that required precision, patience, and an extra pillow to prop them up.
It was just after three in the morning when I opened my eyes and shocked the hell out of myself. I actually lasted this long with a man that I allowed to fuck me for hours on end, and then instead of gathering my shit to leave, he pulls me down to sleep with him. Yeah, actual sleep. I’m not saying that I didn’t enjoy every minute I was with him tonight, but Jake scares me. It’s like he’s trying to crawl up inside of me and find a place to call home. I am so not ready for that. Or maybe I am and I’m just convincing myself of the biggest lie I ever tried to believe.
He was in a blissed-out sleep coma while I quietly gathered my clothes and crept out of his bedroom. Yeah, I make the walk of shame look depressing. I don’t know much of Jake Mercer, but I had a feeling when he discovered that I was missing in the morning, he was not going to be happy.
I guess the right thing to do is leave him a note, but what would I say? “Thanks for the fuck? And for the many orgasms that raged through my body all night long?” Or just “see you around?” Yeah, asshole, that wouldn’t work for a guy like Jake. I was now fully dressed and totally regretting ever leaving his bed. I made it as far as the front door when I felt chills run down my back, and I knew I wasn’t alone.
“Devan, where the hell are you going?” he asked.
I slowly turned to see a very naked Jake leaning against the wall, with his cobra-like arms stretched across his chest.
“Home. I’m sorry that I woke you.”
“You’re so
rry? For waking me? How about for leaving me in the middle of the night without any word or care to how I would feel about it?”
“Look, we had a good time. Let’s leave it at that.”
“The hell I will.”
Before I could say anything back to him, Jake was on me quicker than I could blink. I couldn’t resist his lips as he plunged his tongue deep inside my mouth. My sudden departure was viewed as an act of war, and my rejection was his target to hit over and over again until I surrendered to him.
“Stay with me, please. Come back to bed, Devan. I promise you will not regret it.”
He walked us back to his room, and he slammed the door for effect. I could have held my ground out there and just kept on trying to leave, but the look in his eyes stopped me where I stood and followed him back to his bed. He stripped me out of my clothes and tossed them to the floor without care. He turned me around to look at him, and then he took my mouth again in a bruising kiss. If he was trying to mark me, mission accomplished. With one light shove, I was on my back, and Jake was on all fours hovering over me.
“You have got to be sore, so I’m not going to take you again, but I would like to suck you off if you let me.”
Blowjob for one? Sure, go for it. After my body language comment, I think Jake was relying on what I was showing him instead of voicing the actual words, so I relaxed and let him do exactly what he wanted. At first, he was gentle, and then he deep throated my cock so far into his mouth, I feared he would gag, but that wasn’t the case. The pleasure he was giving me was unreal. I could blow my load any second, but I held off for as long as I could. It only intensified when I reached for his face and encouraged him to continue, but not before massaging his cheeks. He let out a satisfied moan of pleasure, and then he continued to suck me off until I came so hard, I thought I was going to pass out. He took all of me easily and effortlessly, milking my cock to the very last drop. I couldn’t move if I wanted to, but maybe that was his plan all along. As I laid back enjoying the afterglow of Jake’s amazing blowjob, he crawled his way up my body and then reached for my face.
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