Being Sawyer Knight

by Nicola Haken

  Jake had hired a car to get us to my house. No one would know who it belonged to that way. We didn’t stop until we reached the house and I can’t remember the last time I’d enjoyed being cooped in a car for so long. In fact, I don’t think I ever had. I’ve always hated travelling. Ironic really, considering I spend most of my life doing just that.

  Jake’s eyes widened as he drove us down the long, private road, skirted with tall evergreen trees, that led to the house. I could see his gaze flitting in all different directions, taking in the lush scenery before we passed through the huge iron gates.

  “This place is amazing.”

  “Yeah,” I agreed, not realising just how much I’d missed it until we pulled up outside the grand house. It’s an old-fashioned building, built in the late eighteenth century I believe. It’s an old country cottage as opposed to a modern condo like my other places dotted around the world and I think that’s quite possibly why it’s my favourite. It’s refreshing. Simple. Uncomplicated. Sometimes I need reminding what that’s like.

  When I climbed out of the car I stretched my arms above my body and started making my way to the front door.

  “Wait,” Jake ordered, bracing his arm in front of me to stop me moving forward. Instinctively I scanned the grounds, assuming he’d seen or heard something. “I need to check the place out first. Give me the passcode and your key.”

  “Jake, no one ever comes out here. No one knows this place belongs to me, remember?”

  “You might be bringing me here as your lover, but I’m still your bodyguard.” My dick twitched at the word ‘lover’ rolling off his tongue. “Go and wait in the car,” he added, tossing me the keys. “And lock the doors.”

  “You’re being ridicu-”

  “Just do it, Sawyer.”

  I almost wanted to laugh at how serious and bossy he was being. But I knew he was only doing his job. His senses were on heightened alert since the dead cat incident and I couldn’t blame him. Just thinking about what was inside that box sends a chill down my spine and I didn’t even see it.

  Sitting in the car, I never took my eyes of Jake as he walked the perimeter of the house. When he disappeared inside, I got bored and after several minutes made the decision to follow him inside. He was in the kitchen when I found him, tampering with the alarm system.

  “You lasted longer than I expected,” Jake teased, keeping his eyes on the alarm. “This needs updating.”

  “It’s an alarm, Jake. It makes a loud noise when someone comes in the house. What else do you need?”

  “There are only sensors fitted on the ceilings. There needs to be activators on the windows, doors and at lower points on the walls. I’ll arrange a new system this week.”

  By the time he’d finished speaking I was standing right behind him. I snuck my hands around his waist, pulling him into me. Nuzzling my face in his neck, I kissed along his stubble before giving his ear lobe a little nip with my teeth.

  “No work this week,” I whispered in between light kisses. “It’s just you and me. No one else.”

  “You need to start taking this seriously, Sawyer. This is your life we’re talking about.”

  “Oh come on, Beebs,” I whispered through a smile into his ear. “You can’t stay mad at me forever.”

  “Keep calling me Beebs and I can.”

  “Come on,” I encouraged, taking his hand. “Let me give you a tour.”

  “I could actually use a shower first. I’ve been trapped inside a car for hours, I need to freshen up.”

  “I have a bath big enough for both of us.” I gave him a suggestive smirk before drawing my bottom lip between my teeth.

  “Is that so?”

  “Come on, babe. Let’s start getting to know each other.”

  Later in the evening Jake and I were curled up together on the couch in front of the log fire. This might sound stupid, but it was like we were a ‘real’ couple. Dressed in our robes, Jake had his legs sprawled along the cushions and I was nestled between them with my feet dangling over the edge. As he ran his fingers through my hair, I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of him. I’d done so many things in my life – met so many people, travelled all over the world, achieved things most people can only dream of. I’m very privileged, I’ve got an amazing life that I am insanely grateful for. But right here, lying in the lap of a person I now had no doubts I was in love with, even though fear had stopped me telling him more than once, I had never felt more content. Jake has given me things no amount of fame or money has ever been able to. He accepts me. He makes me feel safe, cared for. He makes me feel like for the first time in my life I am just ‘me’ – Sawyer Knight - a regular guy from a shithole of a housing estate in London with nothing to prove to anyone.

  “I’ve been thinking,” I began, twisting my neck so I could look up at him. “I’m ready. I want you to fuck me. Tonight.”

  “Baby you know there’s no rush. If you’re nervous we can wait.”

  I could feel his dick beginning to wake under my head, contradicting his words entirely.

  “I’m always gonna be nervous about this, Jake. But I trust you. And I want you.”

  Feeling bold, I crawled onto my knees and straddled his lap. The way he looked at me, so intensely, like the sight of me mesmerised him, made me instantly hard. I leaned forward and kissed his lips. We were both unshaven, and the rough feel of him under my lips made me kiss him harder. I sucked on his bottom lip before swirling my tongue around his mouth. He tasted of whiskey and I lapped it up while sliding a hand down his chest and untying the knot on his robe. When his dick sprung free, standing proudly between our bodies, I flashed him a suggestive smirk before licking my lips.

  Wordlessly, I made my way down his body, kissing and nibbling as I went. Knowing what I was about to do, Jake shuffled his ass to the edge of the couch, leaning back into the cushions. I started slowly, teasing him. I kissed his balls and inner thighs, making him squirm in front of me. Seeing him writhe and pant for me felt fucking amazing. It spurred me on, giving me the courage to take the lead.

  “Lift your legs,” I said, encouraging them upwards with my hands under his thighs. Jake looked at me suspiciously, even though he must’ve known what I was about to do. He bent his knees, holding them to his chest and exposing his ass to me. My heart was hammering nervously in my chest but I pushed past it, wanting nothing more than to please him.

  Parting his firm cheeks with my hands, I took a moment just to stare. I fucking loved being inside him… but tonight it was his turn. I wanted it. I needed it. My tongue darted out of its own accord as I pushed my face forward. I swirled my tongue around his hole, making him gasp and moan. I continued to lick, and every so often I would dip my tongue inside just a little.

  “Oh yeah,” he rasped. “That feels so fucking good.” Spreading him wide open with my fingers, I delved in deeper with my tongue. I pushed it in and out over and over again, forcing his hips to jerk. “Suck my dick, Sawyer. I want to feel those hot lips of yours around me.”

  I licked my way up to the base of his cock and he relaxed his legs, letting them fall either side of me. I kissed the moist tip lightly before surprising him and taking it straight to the back of my throat.

  “Ah…fuck…”

  “You like that, huh?” I asked after releasing his cock from my mouth with a pop. “You like me sucking your dick?”

  “Fuck yeah I do.”

  My fingers curled around the base of his cock as I slid him repeatedly in and out of my mouth. With every withdraw I would pull down his foreskin and sweep my tongue around his swollen head. I looked up at him as I sucked him, locking my eyes onto his. Biting his bottom lip, his face screwed up into an expression of pure pleasure.

  “Take me to bed, Jake,” I said, raw desperation dripping from my voice. I stood up, untied my gown and shrugged it from my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Jake took the hand I was offering and I pulled him up, yanking him closer to me. Sliding my hands up his chest, I smoothe
d my palms up towards his shoulders, rolling his open gown off his body and enjoying the sensation of his skin against mine. Our dicks were pretty level with each other’s and, pressing his body firmly into mine, he took them both in his hand, stroking us off at the same time.

  “Please, Jake,” I whimpered into his neck, softly thrusting my hips and loving the friction both his hand and his cock offered my dick. “Let’s go upstairs.”

  He brought me in for one last kiss – a kiss full of passion, need and madness. He attacked my mouth roughly, tugging fiercely on strands of my hair and holding my face to his. Then he released me, tenderly stroking the back of his hand down my cheek.

  “I want to be inside you so badly, Sawyer. I want to claim that fine arse of yours as my own, knowing no one else has been there before and no one but me will again.”

  “Then take me. I’m yours, Jake. I always have been, I just didn’t know it.”

  Taking my hand, Jake led me up the stairs and into my bedroom. He pushed me backwards onto the mattress, spreading my legs with his knee so he could climb between them. He kissed me again, but only briefly, before roughly pushing my legs up so my knees were pressed against my chest.

  He paid my ass the same attention I paid his downstairs and with every lick I could feel myself relaxing a little more.

  “Relax, baby,” he whispered. I knew why he’d said that when I felt the pressure of a finger pushing inside me. “You’re really tight. Let me loosen you.”

  I didn’t know how I was supposed to ‘let’ him loosen me, so I took the option of watching what he was doing to me and enjoying every damn second of it. I saw his finger slide in and out and my hand involuntarily wandered to my dick, gripping it tightly. My eyes never left Jake as he sucked on another finger before pushing them both in this time.

  I felt his fingers scissoring inside me, opening me up for him. I was so close to coming just from the sight of him that I knew he had to take me and he had to do it now.

  “I’m ready,” I said, the crack in my voice betraying the confidence I was trying to portray. He never replied, but didn’t take his eyes off me either, as he reached into the drawer beside the bed and pulled out the condom and lube. He suited up slowly, allowing me the pleasure of watching him. I can’t lie, when he positioned himself between my legs my heart skipped a beat or three. He tucked his hands under my ass, pulling me closer to him.

  “I need your legs higher, baby.” I raised my legs as instructed, and Jake held them in position by using the back of my thighs to support his weight. He gazed down at me, his eyes bursting with a thousand different expressions that I couldn’t even begin to decipher, and then he hooked one of my legs over his shoulder, using his now free hand to guide his cock towards my ass. “Relax.”

  I winced when I felt him push inside just a little. It stung as my body fought to reject the intrusion, but once through he slipped the rest of the way in easily.

  “Don’t… don’t move yet.”

  “Are you okay?”

  “Yes.” But I wasn’t actually sure yet. Slowly, very slowly, Jake started to slide out of my ass, only to push right back in again. It took maybe two or three gentle thrusts for the discomfort to subside and then…

  “Oh hell yes,” I gasped. “Oh fuck, Jake, that feels so fucking good.”

  He took that as his cue to move a little faster and the fact he was looking down at my ass, watching his dick pump in and out of me, turned me the hell on. His speed increased pretty quickly from that point and he grabbed hold of my ankles, using them as leverage as his gentle thrusts turned into hard, fast slams.

  “Oh, hooooooly fuuuuuuuuuuck!” I growled, fisting the sheets beside me.

  “This arse is mine, you hear me, Sawyer?”

  “Yes! God yes!”

  “I’ve waited so damn long to fuck this arse. You feel amazing. You’re so tight around my cock.” Pre-cum leaked from the tip of my dick and I rubbed it in with my thumb before taking hold of my shaft and working my hand up and down. “Fuck yes. Come for me, Sawyer. Come all over that fine fucking body of yours.”

  “I’m close,” I panted. “I’m gonna come all over myself.”

  Gripping my ankles tighter, Jake started fucking me like a man on a mission. He pounded my head into the headboard and I cried out when my dick started to throb in my hand. It surprised me how quickly my ass adjusted to him. The pain only lasted a couple of minutes before it was overtaken by pleasure so intense it resonated through my entire body.

  “Fuck yeah! Fuck, fuck, oh my…fuck…”

  “Oh yeah. That’s it, baby…”

  He fucked me impossibly faster, his hips practically as blur as my load shot out into the air, landing all over my stomach.

  “I’m right there with you,” he ground out. “I’m…I’m coming. Oh god, I’m coming so fucking hard. FUCK!” he cried on his final thrust. He lowered my ankles onto the bed and draped his body over mine. His cock pulsed and twitched in my ass as he took possession of my mouth with his. I gripped his broad back, holding him to me while we kissed, and then I rolled my head to the side to take in some much-needed air. “You good?”

  “Never been better.” And I meant every word.

  Chapter Twelve

  “How do you feel?” I asked Sawyer. We were lying on our sides, facing each other after I’d just taken his virginity, in a sense, making him mine.

  “Like I’m scared to move in case I shit the bed.”

  “It’ll wear off,” I assured him, laughing at his honesty. “Did you enjoy it?”

  “After the first minute or so… yeah. Yeah I did. I’m actually surprised just how much.”

  “Sooo, are you officially a bottom now?” I teased, waiting for his face to pale.

  “No way. Not exclusively. I enjoy fucking you too much.” Well Christ if that didn’t make my cock hard again.

  “Babe if I ask you something do you promise not to shut down on me?”

  “Umm… I don’t know. Depends what it is I guess.”

  “Do you still stand by what you said about keeping us secret?”

  “Jake I…” he trailed off, sighing deeply.

  “Hey,” I said, wrapping my fingers around the back of his neck. “I’m not saying I want us to tell the world tomorrow. It’s just… well what happened back at the hotel, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t give me some hope.”

  “Jake this is still so new. Please don’t rush me.”

  “I’m not rushing you. Believe me when I say I will wait forever if that’s what it takes. Forget I mentioned it. It’s too soon. I’m sorry.”

  “I want it, Jake. I swear I do. I just…” He shook his head sorrowfully. “I just don’t know if I can.”

  “Honestly, forget it. Let’s not ruin tonight by getting so serious. You’re here with me, I don’t need anything else from you.”

  Leaning forward, Sawyer touched my lips with his. He didn’t kiss me, just lingered his soft lips over mine, not moving, and barely breathing.

  “I don’t want to be anywhere else, Jake,” he whispered just inches away from my face. “We should get some sleep. I have plans for you tomorrow.”

  “You do, huh?” I questioned, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.

  “Not those kind of plans. I’m gonna take you hiking.”

  “Hiking?”

  “Yeah, you know, walking?”

  “I know what hiking is, Sawyer. You just don’t strike me as a hiking kind of man.”

  “Well there’s one new thing you’ve learned about me already. I love getting out there, up the hills and into the fresh air. It takes me away from all the madness. Reminds me that I’m still me.”

  “If you love it so much, then I’m sure I will love it too.” Rolling onto my back, I opened my arm so Sawyer could nestle against my chest. Whenever we’ve slept together we’ve done it this way. I love having him wrapped in my arms, knowing he’s mine and isn’t going anywhere. “Come here.” Pressing his naked and deliciously ripped body to mine
, Sawyer draped his tattooed arm over my hips, laying his head on my chest. “I love you, Sawyer Knight.”

  “I love you too, Jake.”

  I don’t care how much of a pussy this makes me sound, but hearing those words roll from his tongue made my heart swell inside my chest, and when I closed my eyes a single tear dripped from my lashes. It was difficult not to resent Sawyer’s fame at times. I couldn’t help thinking if no one knew who he was, this would be what life would be like always. Him in my arms, telling me he loved me, not having to worry about what the rest of the world would think.

  But Sawyer is famous, and so I’ll just have to take him anyway I can get him.

  True to his word, the next day Sawyer took me on a hike. Not having any boots with me I had to nip out in the morning to get some before we set off, then once I was equipped for a day of walking up muddy hills he drove us a few miles out to what I had to admit was one of the most stunning places I’ve ever been. When he pulled up down a secluded dirt track we were surrounded by the most luscious green hills, trees and valleys. Although beautiful, they all looked the same to me – like a giant green maze – but Sawyer seemed to know his way around effortlessly.

  Hooking his rucksack over his shoulders, he led me through a network of trees, along a hidden trail that wound around a shallow stream. I followed behind him, keeping my eyes on the ground to avoid rogue branches and rocks.

  “This isn’t part of the tourist trail. No one ever comes this way. That’s why I love it so much.”

  Sawyer navigated the rough terrain like a pro. Me? I stumbled more than once and at one point fell flat on my face, much to Sawyer’s amusement. There was something so tender in the way he held his hand out and helped me up from the ground. Concern creased his strong features first and I felt… loved.

  “Where the hell are you taking us?” I grumbled. We’d been hiking for almost three hours. I’m a fit guy, I have to be for my job… but this walk was fucking killing me.