Fallen Into You

by Remmy Duchene

  Abhay exhaled, the heat of his breath searing Mathias’ lips so sweetly.

  “I’ve wanted to kiss you again since that night out,” Abhay confessed. “I go to bed at night wondering what it would feel like to hold you against the wall and devour your lips. Would you kiss me back if I allowed you to see the fire raging inside my head? Would you slap me for being too rough with you? Or would you want more—more of me?”

  “I’m right here,” Mathias said. “Why don’t you find out?

  “Do you really want me to kiss you?”

  “What happened to the man who ordered me around that night in the private room?” Mathias asked. “Where is he? He was aroused by me. He wanted me.”

  “And you think I don’t?”

  Mathias said nothing. What could I say in reply to that without offending Abhay? Instead he sighed.

  “I asked you a question, Mathias.” Abhay’s voice now a low rumble. “Do you want me to kiss you?”

  In reply, Mathias pushed his hips forward, grinding his cock into Abhay’s, and watched the way Abhay’s eyes rolled back. “I want more than a kiss, Abhay. But I promised I wouldn’t push you. Don’t tease me unless you want me to break that promise. I’m not as strong as you think I am.” Mathias extricated himself from under Abhay’s body and continued toward the office. “And this is my library slash office slash party room.”

  When he turned, Abhay was still standing where he’d left him. “Abhay?”

  “Sorry.” Abhay jogged over. He squeezed by Mathias into the room then proceeded to walk around, looking at the books. From time to time, Abhay would stop and run a finger against the spine of a particular book as if he was touching a lover. “You have some good books here.”

  “I know. A book doesn’t get a place on these shelves unless I’ve read them.”

  Abhay glanced at him over a shoulder. “That’s the sexiest thing a man has ever said to me.”

  “What? That I read?”

  Abhay nodded and faced the books again. “This is my favorite book of all time.”

  “Which one is that?”

  “Shantaram.”

  “Yes—it took me a while to get through but I did enjoy it.” Mathias sighed. “Abhay.”

  “Mmm.”

  “Look at me.”

  Abhay set the book back on the shelf and turned. He pushed a wayward strand of hair behind his ear and lifted brown eyes to meet Mathias. “I want you. No pressure but I…” Exhaling, Mathias shoved his fingers into his pockets and left the room. He could hardly breathe he was so turned on. He had to leave—he had to get out of there or he was going to die.

  Chapter Eight

  Abhay followed in silence. He couldn’t understand what was happening. Not having much experience with men and intimacy, he couldn’t be sure if it was desire he’d seen in Mathias’ eyes or fear. Deep down, Abhay knew Mathias wanted something from him that he wasn’t sure he was capable of. At the door leading to the kitchen, Abhay leaned his shoulder against the doorframe and watched. Mathias was nervous—Abhay sensed from the way Mathias moved around the space, the busy work he found to do. In that moment, Abhay wanted to see Mathias smile again.

  “At my age, I’ve only been with one man,” Abhay said.

  “And how old is your age?”

  “Thirty-five. It’s not because I didn’t want to be with others—you see, the man I—he never claimed me. Being with me was a rebellion. His parents never approved and he knew there was nothing they could do about it. You see, his grandfather had already given him his inheritance. But he was ashamed of what we were to each other—or rather what I wanted us to be for each other.”

  “Are you a virgin, Abhay?”

  “I wish.” Abhay rubbed his face then sighed. “I mean I’ve never bottomed for anyone and only topped him.”

  “Why are you telling me this?”

  “Um—Mathias, I don’t understand intimacy,” he admitted. “I know, with the right man I’d enjoy it. But I don’t get it. I want to…”

  “There is nothing to really understand.” Mathias put away the dish he’d been drying then turned to face Abhay. “You want or you don’t. You crave or you don’t. Abhay, I’ve been with a few men. I’m not going to lie. I’ve been searching, waiting—for the right man, but after a while I think, I don’t deserve a good man. I mean, look what I do for a living.”

  “That doesn’t define you.”

  “No?”

  “No. I’d still want to feel you even if you weren’t a stripper,” Abhay said.

  Mathias smiled. “When I said we didn’t have to do anything tonight, I meant it.”

  “I know.”

  Mathias picked up a silver dome and set it to the side before lifting a plate and turning to face Abhay. “Surprise!”

  Abhay laughed and stepped farther into the room. “Mathias…”

  “Did I do good?” Mathias asked.

  Abhay leaned over the plate with his favorite dessert and kissed Mathias. “You did perfectly.” He picked up one of the Pinni and pushed it into his mouth. The flavor brought back nothing but good memories for him. “Where did you even find Pinni?”

  “I have my secrets.” Mathias set the plate on the island and leaned forward. He bit into one and smiled. “Do you like it?”

  “It’s my favorite. My sister used to make them for me.”

  “Not anymore?”

  Abhay reached for another while shaking his head. “She doesn’t have the time. Between school and work and traveling for work…” He chewed, all the while watching Mathias. “I was nervous to come here tonight. Hypothetically—if I asked you to make love to me, what would you say?”

  “I’d ask you if you were sure—hypothetically, of course.”

  “Of course. And if I said I’d never been more sure about anything in my life?”

  “Then, hypothetically, I’d say—I’d say—come around this counter and kiss me.”

  Abhay allowed his feet to carry him to Mathias. He cradled Mathias’ face and allowed his eyes to drift closed. When their lips met, Abhay moaned. It was almost as if he couldn’t control his body anymore.

  “Damn, Abhay.” Mathias panted. “Where did you learn to do that?”

  “I’m not sure.” Abhay nipped at Mathias’ shoulder then his ear. “I think of the things I want to do to you.”

  “Okay, Abhay. Right here—right now.”

  “But we don’t have any—lube and…”

  Mathias smiled. “Wait here.”

  With Mathias gone, Abhay figured he would have changed his mind. The wait should have made him scared. But when Mathias returned, shirtless and carrying tube of lube and a box of condoms, Abhay was more turned on than he ever thought possible.

  “You’re still fully clothed, Abhay.”

  Smiling, Abhay removed his clothes slowly. Mathias never looked away once and when Abhay was naked, Mathias licked his lips. Abhay wasn’t sure what came over him but he wrapped his fingers around his own dick and stroked it. Having Mathias’ eyes on him made the sensation even more wonderful. Instead of being disgusted, Mathias leaned in and flicked Abhay’s nipples with his tongue.

  “Oh yes,” Abhay whispered. “Suck them.”

  The suction of Mathias’ mouth was unlike anything Abhay had ever experienced. He clutched at the back of Mathias’ head, pressing his mouth even closer. They stumbled from the kitchen and into the living room where Mathias pushed him to the sofa. Abhay stared up at Mathias, watching the way his body became bare. Seeing Mathias naked did everything for him. Every part of him pulsed. Abhay licked his lips. “Come here, Mathias.”

  “Why?”

  “I want to suck your cock.”

  Mathias played with himself as he walked closer. He climbed onto the sofa, astride Abhay’s body, and presented his beautiful dick. Without questioning, Abhay pulled it into his mouth. Though he wasn’t sure what to do, he moved as his body demanded him to. He sucked on Mathias, slurping, passing his tongue over the head. Mathias dripp
ed onto his tongue, hot and tangy. Abhay looked up to see Mathias playing with his own nipples, twisting then pulling on them.

  He sucked on Mathias, loving the sounds that escaped his throat. Mathias moaned for him, growled, whimpered.

  “You have to stop,” Mathias whispered. “You’re gonna—make me come.”

  Abhay didn’t stop. He grabbed Mathias’ balls and massaged them with one hand while his other snaked around and played with Mathias’ quivering hole. Mathias moaned, reached down to pinch at Abhay’s nipples.

  “Do you want me to come for you?” Mathias asked.

  Abhay lifted his eyes but said nothing.

  “Ab—hay!” Mathias panted. “Shit!”

  That was the only warning Abhay received. A few seconds later, his mouth was full of Mathias’ release. Without thinking, Abhay swallowed then pulled Mathias’ dick back into his mouth for more. Mathias moaned, eased his hips back and hopped off the sofa. He fell to his knees, panting even as he wrapped his fingers around Abhay’s dick.

  “Your turn, sexy,” Mathias whispered.

  Mathias went down on Abhay, taking his beautiful, dark dick down his throat. He relished the feel of it pulsing against his lips. He couldn’t wait to have Abhay fuck him. “Hold my head,” Mathias said.

  Abhay grabbed both sides.

  “Fuck my mouth.”

  Relaxing his throat, Mathias accepted Abhay’s dick. He braced his palms on both sides of Abhay’s thigh and took it all. He moaned each time Abhay’s cock breached his throat. When he couldn’t breathe, he pulled his head away and fell to his ass on the floor. He couldn’t help smiling. Abhay made him feel primal and he didn’t care.

  Rolling to his knees, Mathias arched his ass in the air. “You know what I want.”

  “Mathias, I was never any good at this part,” Abhay said, caressing Mathias’ ass.

  “Don’t think about it,” Mathias said. “Put a condom on and lube me up.”

  He waited until Abhay was finished before spreading his legs and arching his back. He was rewarded with the perfect, mushroom head of Abhay’s dick breaching his hole. Mathias moaned and tapped his palm on the floor. “Deeper,” Mathias pleaded. “I need you deeper.”

  Abhay gripped his hips and pushed farther. Mathias held his breath as Abhay filled him and withdrew only to punch in again. His body arched as if it had a mind of his own. His toes curled in on themselves.

  “Oh fuck, Abhay! Fuck me!”

  “Brace yourself, baby.”

  He wasn’t kidding. Mathias chewed on his bottom lip as Abhay gave him what he asked for. He trembled each time Abhay slammed home. He slipped forward and Abhay released him and moved back to the sofa. “I’ve always wanted a man to ride me,” Abhay confessed. “Climb on.”

  “As you wish.”

  Mathias gripped his shoulders and took Abhay deep. This time he rose up and down on the dick he knew he’d have to have again. He threw his head back and enjoyed Abhay’s body while he allowed his hands to travel Abhay’s chest, flicking at his nipples then massaging the muscles. He rode him hard and fast. Then Abhay gripped his cock and Mathias lost his mind. He leaned in and slammed his mouth over Abhay’s. He plunged his tongue in and growled as his cock erupted.

  How is this even possible? He’d just climaxed and he already wanted Abhay again. Reluctantly, he climbed off Abhay’s cock and went down on his back on the floor. He spread his legs wide then winked at Abhay. He didn’t have long to wait as Abhay seemed to have gotten the idea. When Abhay slid into him again, Mathias was so far gone all he could do was whimper Abhay’s name and grind his hips to meet Abhay’s thrusts.

  “Please,” Mathias pleaded. “Please, fuck me harder.”

  Abhay cradled both sides of Mathias’ neck and rode him. Mathias lost track of everything except the force of Abhay’s body. He allowed himself to get caught up in the pleasure of the fire surging through his being. Without warning, the condom expanded inside him. He looked up to see Abhay’s head was tossed back with sweat slicked on his beautiful frame. A low growl rumbled from Abhay’s chest that that made Mathias’ cock pulse harder.

  It was so strange just how sexy Abhay looked in that moment. But he couldn’t think for very long because Abhay took his dick to the back of Abhay’s throat. Mathias didn’t think it was possible but once again, he climaxed roughly down Abhay’s throat.

  Chapter Nine

  At some point, they’d gotten to Mathias’ bedroom at round two or three of making love. Abhay couldn’t believe the feelings that raged through him every time Mathias turned those beautiful, brown eyes on him. He’d taken Mathias so many times he’d lost count, but he didn’t regret any of it. As his eyes caught the clock and it flashed four in the morning, he settled into the bed and pulled Mathias closer to his chest. The truth was, Abhay knew he had to leave. He couldn’t stay the night but, so help him, the last thing he wanted to do was let Mathias go.

  How is this possible?

  He closed his eyes once more and when he opened them, it was well past six. This time, he eased away from Mathias’ body to use the bathroom. Once finished, he collected his clothes and made his way back to the bedroom. Abhay sat on the side of Mathias’ bed and checked his phone. He’d missed a few calls from Dana and Priya. Instead of calling back, he turned, dropped the phone into his pocket then leaned over to nibble at Mathias’ nipples.

  Mathias moaned. “Abhay, you’re going to have to take me to get a massage.”

  “Why is that?” Abhay eased upward to lick Mathias’ chin.

  “I’ve never been fucked this good before.” Mathias cradled the side of Abhay’s head. “And I enjoyed every second of it but I’m sore.”

  “I’m sorry,” Abhay whispered. “I never meant to hurt you.”

  Mathias sat up and pressed his back into the headboard, the sheets falling to his waist. “You didn’t hurt me. It’s been a while since I’ve bottomed anyone. I’m not complaining, darling. Give me a few hours and try me again.”

  “You got it. I have to go anyway,” Abhay said. “I have a date with Dana. I’m pretty sure she’s going to drill me all about my night with you.”

  Mathias smiled. “Well, can I call you?”

  “I’m counting on it.” Abhay said softly, leaning in to drop a kiss to Mathias’ lips. “I don’t want to go, but if I don’t—”

  Mathias caressed the side of his face before kissing him again. “I’ll call you tonight. I’m going to call out of work so I can spend some time with you—is that all right?”

  “My sister comes back tonight,” Abhay said. “You can come by my place, have a glass of wine with us.”

  “Meet your sister?” Mathias asked. “Don’t you think that’s a little fast? Once I meet the family…”

  “You could be right.” Abhay kissed him again. “I can take Sunday and give you all of me.”

  “Can I think about meeting your sister and give you a call later?”

  “Sure.” Abhay stood.

  “Before you go—kiss me again.”

  Abhay braced his palms on the bed and gave Mathias what he wanted, sucking Mathias’ tongue into his mouth then allowing it to battle with his own. Soon his cock got involved and Abhay knew he had to back off. Licking his lips, he picked up his sweater where it was lying on the side of the bed and pulled it over his head. “Walk me to the door?”

  Mathias climbed from the bed and reached for a black robe. He wrapped himself in it then walked ahead of Abhay. Abhay held on to Mathias’ hip and drew his chest into his lover’s back as they moved closer and closer to say goodbye. At the door, Abhay activated the automatic starter to his car. Ravinder had insisted Abhay get it because it defrosted the vehicle while warming the inside. Abhay pushed his feet into his boots and was amazed when Mathias slipped to his knees to lace them.

  He locked eyes with Mathias and smiled then extended a hand to help him up. Mathias pulled Abhay’s jacket from the cupboard and Abhay slipped his arms in.

  “I don’t want to go,�
�� Abhay confessed.

  “But you have to. The truth is, it takes time to build anything and we also need time apart.” Mathias snuggled into Abhay’s chest. “I need to give you time to miss me.”

  Abhay laughed. “Call me later.”

  “Is that an order, Abhay?”

  “Yes.”

  “And what happens if I don’t call?”

  Abhay smiled. “I know where you live and I’m not above giving you a spanking.”

  It took everything in him to leave. Yet, he gave Mathias a quick kiss then stepped out into the biting cold. He pulled up his collar, hurried through the snow and let himself into his vehicle. It wasn’t quite as warm as he’d have liked but it was better than it could have been. After a minute, he grabbed the brush and climbed out to clear the snow off the front of his car. With that done, he got back in and drove away. He could still feel the heat of Mathias’ mouth against his lips and wondered if Mathias was serious about calling him later. At the first stop light his phone chimed and he checked it.

  I will call you later, Abhay.

  Abhay laughed. This man could already read him better than he could himself. He activated the hands-free and called Dana. She answered, her voice sleepy.

  “You were supposed to call me last night,” Dana said. “I mean, after your date.”

  “I am calling you after my date,” Abhay said. He checked his mirrors and switched lanes to go around a slow-moving van. “I’m just heading home.”

  “Darling, leave all the juicy deets until we meet!” she said. “Can you pick me up in an hour?”

  “Sure, let me go home and shower first?”

  Dana agreed. He turned the car off and ran into the condo. It took him no time at all to shower, change, grab an apple and be out of the door again. He found he was very excited to tell Dana all about his night with Mathias. The moment she got into the car and kissed his cheek, she wanted to know everything. Abhay left nothing out and by the end of it all he wanted to do was head right back to Mathias’ arms.