Pure Fluff: A Limited Edition Valentine's Day Bundle

by BLMorticia

  "Oh? And what haunt is that?"

  "No haunt. I know a priestess named Yvaughn LeDeroux. She does a ritual, then a class on voodoo history. I was just thinking of it because you asked so many questions at the voodoo museum."

  "Hmm, interesting. I'd be interested in finding out more for sure. Should we wear something to protect ourselves from spirits?"

  Trent snorted. "The only warning I have for you is don't touch anything in her house and don't take any pictures unless she gives you permission."

  "Got it," I said, making another right turn. "Sounds like a blast."

  "Not really. It's more for information's sake. She has all your answers as far as what voodoo is about and takes it all pretty seriously."

  "Sweet because I've got plenty. Maybe she can tell us what will happen for us in the future, hmm?"

  "Well, if you're interested in a reading, Irma can do that for you."

  "Not really, I just wondered if she'd know if we were a good match, that's all. I think we are, but... it would be interesting to see what comes out of the cosmos."

  "The cosmos ain't got a helluva lot to do with it, Cayden. If we're meant to be, we just are."

  "So says the guy that wants me to believe in ghosts."

  Trent snickered. "All those are real, and if we're meant to be more than fuck friends, then we will be."

  "Do you believe we could?" I looked at him again.

  Trent licked his lips and grinned. "I'd hope we could be something on down the line, but you might get bored with me."

  "There you go again with that shit. I told you I'm not interested in anyone else." I drove into the lot and put the car in park. I turned the key, then leaned over, lifting his chin with my finger. "I'm into you, Trent. Only you. You've taught me so much in these two weeks, showed me lots, and damn if you haven't charmed me. Aren't I the one who bought the potion?"

  Trent laughed and took my hand into his. He kissed the spot where I'd been rubbing that lust oil. "This smells so good on you. It mixes well with your natural scent."

  I flinched, and my breath hitched. Fuck if I didn't want to take him over the hood. I wouldn't care who the hell watched. "Yeah?"

  Trent continued to plant kisses on my arm until he got to the inside of my elbow. "Mhmm. We need to get out this car. I don't like voyeurs." He pressed his lips to mine and moved away.

  "Then we better, or else I will be taking the opportunity to fog up these windows."

  Trent chuckled. "All righty, then." He exited and closed the door behind him.

  After I got out, we ran from the car to the employee elevator, laughing like drunk hyenas.

  When the doors closed, I pinned him against the wall with my body and removed his hat. I licked the perspiration from his hairline, then made a trail from the center of his forehead to the tip of his nose.

  "Mhmm. Damn, Cayden...." Trent wrapped his arms around my waist and lowered his head to the crook of my neck. He nuzzled the space and left a trail of nibbles and licks along my throat.

  "Fuck... baby. I'm suddenly not hungry anymore." Feeling his mouth on me, I practically lost it right there. My nipples tensed under my T-shirt, cock stiffening under my shorts. I grabbed the back of his head and held it there so he wouldn't move.

  "Shit, Cayden." Trent wiggled out of my arms and eyed me with that panty-dropping smile. "Is room service still on the agenda?"

  I threw my head back, laughing. "Dude! You have me hard as a fucking rock, and you're thinking about eating?"

  "Not food. I'm thinking eating anything other than you is out of the question once we return to your suite."

  Hearing those sweet words, I captured his lips with mine. I sucked his bottom one into my mouth. "Yeah, not until later. Way later. Looks like we might be staying in tonight, huh?"

  "Maybe. But man cannot live on sex alone." The elevator jolted, signaling our arrival to the penthouse. Thank goodness this floor was still empty, because I asked for it to be vacant so I'd have some privacy.

  "I didn't say that. In fact, I never would."

  Trent snickered and picked me up, carrying me in his arms. As he walked, I continued to kiss him like there was no tomorrow, no day after, or ever.

  Shit.

  Our tongues tangled in a deep embrace, making the pressure in my groin amp up to the highest peak. As we kissed, my cock leaked in my boxers, and my balls tensed. Every part of my body ached to be in, around, under, everywhere with him. And although it had been quite a while since the last time I had anyone in my bed, I only wanted Trent.

  "Someone wants me," Trent said, sounding lust drunk. That lazy twang made me want to jump him in this hallway.

  He put me down. "I do. I've wanted you since the first moment I spotted you in that shop."

  "Ahh, you're just sayin' that," Trent said, smiling. The lock clicked in the background.

  I kicked open the door while thrusting my tongue inside his mouth again. I pulled away and dragged my free hand through his long locks. "No lie. From the moment I spotted you in that store, I desired you."

  "You bought the lust potion to get me?"

  "Hell yeah. Who else?"

  Trent shook his head. "I know it's a lie, but for the sake of not starting a long drawn-out conversation, I'll believe you. I'd rather you show me."

  "Fine, I will." I kissed him again.

  Trent reciprocated the lip-lock and pressed me against the door until it closed. After I dropped his hat, we lazily traded kisses. Our tongues fought in a lively battle of tonsil hockey while we tugged at each other's clothing. I fiddled with his shorts, and he did the same to mine. Both of us were done at the same time, and they fell helplessly to the floor.

  I moved back from his hold and yanked my T-shirt over my head, tossing it aside. I kicked my shoes and shorts into the same pile.

  "Damn, you sure are gorgeous." Trent grinned at me, then tugged his shirt over his head, whipping it to the left. He leaned in, tracing my lips with his tongue, then darted it inside my mouth. While he explored, he roamed his hands over my chest, touching, pinching my nipples until they hardened.

  "Shit. I want you in me, Trent. Inside me now." I normally didn't bottom for my first time with a guy, but I wanted Trent to breach my insides. To make it burn and hurt so good. I hadn't been into anyone like this ever in my life, and dammit if I didn't want him to take over this moment between us.

  Dominate me.

  "Hmm, you do, huh?" Trent lowered his head and licked the spot under my chin, then trailed back up to my lips.

  "Hell yes." I shuddered at the feeling of his mouth on my skin. The burn was searing hot with every spot he licked and touched. As if I'd been burned alive.

  Trent appeared to like that answer, flashing me that smile I wouldn't trade for all the money in the world. The half-smirk, dirty, greedy grin that made me come at first sight. "To the bedroom, then."

  I nodded and took his hand in mine.

  Trent pulled my hand, rushing to the bedroom, making me laugh. When we arrived, Trent held me close and forced me backward until we fell atop the mattress.

  "Umph."

  Trent collapsed on top of me and followed it up with more kisses. He dipped his tongue into my mouth repeatedly, then sucked mine while he toyed with my boxers. He trailed his fingers around the waistband and tugged until my cock popped out.

  "Mmph," I groaned into the kiss and wrapped one arm around his neck while I worked on his underwear with the other.

  "Cayden, damn... where...."

  "Right under the pillow," I said, breathless. I'd been leaving them for days, hoping we'd finally use them, and now it was finally happening.

  Trent grinned and felt under the pillow until he had one packet and the small bottle of lube.

  "Let me help you," I said, then kissed him, taking the packet from his hand. I pulled away again. "You get me ready, then put this on." I carefully tore the foil from the latex.

  Trent nodded and pressed his mouth against mine. He popped the small cap on the lub
e and coated his fingers with it, then raised one of my legs and placed it atop his shoulder, still eyeing me with that same wicked grin.

  "Watch me while I do this to you, Cay." Trent's accent sent a jolt to my cock.

  I did as he asked, surveying him while he slipped a finger into my ass.

  "Oooh." I bit my lip and sucked in a breath, fighting to keep my eyes open. I gnashed my teeth together to forget the pain. Despite the hurt, I wanted this. Wanted Trent inside me more than anything.

  "You good, baby?"

  "Fine. I'm...." The words fell from my lips as he continued to penetrate me. "I'm good. Just been a little while."

  "Oh? I'll go slow, then. Or if it's too much...."

  "No, no. I want this. I want you. I wanna feel you inside me."

  Trent bowed his head again. "'Kay, if you're sure. Can't be hurting you. An angry mob will slit my throat if something happened to you."

  "Never. And even if that were true, I'd be a happy man. Now do it, baby. Hurt me."

  Trent snickered and slowed his movements until I could handle the pressure. Once the initial discomfort went away, I was fine.

  "More."

  "More?" Trent regarded me with those blue eyes. He appeared concerned.

  "I'm ready for you, Trent. Put more in or slip that beautiful cock inside me," I said through hampered breaths. I caressed his hair with one hand while I held the unwrapped condom in the other.

  "Okay. A little more to make sure you're ready."

  Trent looked down, then back up at me again while he slid two fingers inside me.

  I licked my lips and inhaled deep. My cock wept, hardening from each one of his touches. I needed to be fucked. "I'm ready."

  "You sure?"

  "Yes. Now do it, baby." I raised my head up enough to lock lips with him.

  Trent returned the kiss and took the condom from my hand. He rose up and tugged his underwear down until they fell from his hips. His long cock was surrounded with brown curls. Pink and veiny. So angry and....

  Oh my God....

  "You have a piercing. Oh fuck yeah. I want that." I'd never had a man with a Prince Albert, ever.

  Trent laughed and carefully rolled it onto his cock. "Well, call yourself lucky because lots of people haven't seen it. Gotta be slow, though. Can't do it real rough because the damn condom will break."

  In my mind it was a chance worth taking, but I wouldn't voice that aloud.

  Trent placed my legs on his shoulders and forced me all the way onto my back. Again those blue eyes met my gaze, making me dizzy with lust.

  "Slow, all right? Again, no rough stuff." Trent took his time, pushing himself into me. He didn't go all the way. "You good?"

  "Perfect. Put it in all the way, Trent. Please." I begged and pleaded with him to split me open. I know he said no roughness, but damn if I didn't want him to take me with that precious jewel on the tip of his dick.

  Trent kissed me again and leaned into me until he couldn't go any farther.

  At that moment I saw stars. Every fucking constellation appeared before my eyes as if I'd been shot into space. I closed them a moment so I could get lost in the ecstasy.

  The freaking bliss that made me lose focus.

  Hot damn.

  "Trent...." His name fell off my lips easily, and I watched him get comfortable in those subtle movements. With each one of those thrusts, it felt as if my groin were ready to burst.

  "Oh God, Cayden. I ain't gonna last long." Trent's forehead shone with perspiration, and he licked his lips.

  When I noticed one droplet making its way down his nose, I licked it, then took his lips with mine while we moved in unison... like a symphony or even a serenade.

  So freaking beautiful. "Jesus, Trent." I continued to kiss him, as the warmth surrounded my body as if I'd walked into a furnace. It was so fucking hot the air around us was nonexistent.

  "Shit, babe. I'm about ready to come."

  Trent's voice woke me from my lust-filled stupor, and I rocked with him. I collapsed my mouth against his while my balls tensed against my body. "I'm almost there," I said.

  "Then let me...." Trent tried to move, but I grabbed his wrist.

  "I don't need any help. Stay here, just like this, and kiss me." I pulled his head close and locked lips with him again, pushing him in that same motion. I'd never been so ready to explode this quickly, but I supposed that feeling of his pierced cock and this latex were doing the trick.

  "Fuck...." Trent spoke into our embrace. "Try looking at me, then. I wanna watch you come. I wanna see it. Your face and all. Want it emblazoned in my memory."

  I kissed him again and met his gaze, fighting to keep my eyelids from closing. When my balls tensed for the final time, I cried aloud and grabbed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. My cock spurted warm streams between us, and my mind went blank. Those eyes were all I could see through the fog. Everything around us had disappeared. My entire body felt light after my climax, and when I couldn't hold my head up anymore, I fell back against the pillow.

  "Fuck...." Trent dropped his gaze and rested his head in the crook of my neck. Only then did I realize he'd come about the same time as me. His arms fell limp, and he lay there breathing hard. "Damn."

  I caressed his head and pulled his face up to meet mine. "Damn is right. Trent DeFleur...."

  "Hmm?" His hair was stuck to his sweaty forehead. Right then I had the urge to lick it.

  "Just saying your name because... I'm in a daze," I said, smiling.

  Trent laughed. "Yeah. We'll rest for now, hmm? And maybe more later?"

  I nodded and rose up, covering his mouth with mine.

  Even through this kiss, my mostly flaccid cock twitched against my stomach.

  Something about Trent DeFleur had me in a tizzy, and I wouldn't mind staying in it for the rest of my existence.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Trent

  Unbelievable that it had been nearly three weeks since I met Cayden in Deminion. In all honesty I was trying hard to process it all, wondering what had happened to my tough stance on bedding a man so soon. Although I knew the answer, my feelings were all out of whack.

  What will happen in the future?

  How will I act when he leaves for the tour?

  No question I'd have to get prepared for the inevitable. Surely Cayden would find someone else to be interested in when he hit the road for sixty days, so it would be best to enjoy what we had now.

  That evening Cayden had done things to my psyche I couldn't explain. The way his body reacted to mine when I entered him. His constant moans and dirty talk, pleading me to go harder when I knew it wouldn't be a good idea. I'd sped it up a little because he egged me on. I was aroused beyond belief and couldn't think straight. Thoughts of the first four or five times we'd done it would be on my mind forever.

  On this particular morning, I found it hard to break away from Cayden, especially with him begging me to stay in bed. Still, I wanted to check in with Cap and the shelter. Cayden would be leaving soon, so I might as well get back into my routine.

  No more mornings filled with activities and leaving whenever to suit my important guest.

  Truth was I had a life outside of Cayden. Regardless of what happened between us, I'd continue to live it.

  "Trent!" Cap yelled the minute we caught each other's gaze.

  "Hey, Cap." When I reached the steps of Harbor House, I slapped his hands and gave him a hug.

  "Where's your significant other?"

  I laughed and shook my head. "In his suite sleeping. We're slowing down on the sightseeing because he's gotta get ready for his tour."

  "Oh? From what I heard from Prez, y'all done got a little closer than just guide and client."

  "It's true. I'm sure if Susie hasn't let the whole town know, they've noticed my face on social media. I closed down my Facebook because of it. I don't really use it anyway."

  "Well, damn, that sucks. Are you gonna go with him?"

  "Hells no." I waved my h
and. "I got work to do here. My duty as his guide ends the moment he jumps on that plane and goes back to LA."

  "Uh-huh, and what about your duty as his boyfriend?"

  "We haven't discussed that yet," I said in a hurry. "I don't even know if that's what he wants to be. He's been saying he does, but you know, he might find someone else to shack up with when he leaves. It might be just a fling for him."

  "Yeah, well... I hope you guys make it. You deserve a good guy in your life, kid, and he seems like a good one. He made another donation earlier in the week. Tell him to come around so I can thank him personally."

  I nodded. "Will do. Where's Prez?"

  "He's in the gym, playing ball with some of the teens. It's almost time to feed the waywards. Are you sticking around to help?"

  "Sure will. I got plenty of time to do it. I'm taking Cayden to Madame Yvaughn's house later for one of her rituals-slash-Q and As. Cayden's interested in learning more about voodoo."

  "Ooh boy. He'll love her." Cap laughed. "All right, then, go on and talk with Prez. Gotta see what the ladies are cooking in here."

  I saluted Cap and walked through the doors of the shelter. As I ambled down the hallway, I marveled at the great job these people had done turning an old run-down apartment building into a home for LGBTQ kids. Mr. Evers was a godsend. I couldn't wait to thank him in person when he visited next week.

  When I arrived at the gym, I yanked open the door and ducked when a basketball nearly struck me in the head.

  "Damn, sorry, man," a young kid apologized and grabbed the ball before taking off in the other direction.

  "No prob, dude." I headed to the side to avoid any more balls coming my way and had a seat on the bench.

  "Trent, my man!" Prez ran over and gave me a hug, nearly knocking me over.

  I patted his back. "Good to see you. What's going on?"

  "Nothin'. Miss you around here. Where's Cayden?"

  "In his suite resting. We had a.... We've spent a lot of time together, and I needed a small break to clear my head of the cobwebs."

  "Awww, man. Did you two fuck?"

  I sighed heavily. "We slept together, yes... and I'm trying to process it all."