I.N.E.T 4

by Brenda Cothern

  “So, are you going to save our op from Slade following us up to South Carolina or not, Hunt?”

  “Dammit,” Hunt mumbled. “If he calls, I’ll tell him we are going somewhere else.”

  “Thanks, Hunt.”

  “Yeah.” Hunt turned back to his computer and started shutting everything down. “We will have your places set up by the time you get there tomorrow.”

  Knight nodded and walked toward his desk. It was only after he sat down that he thought to wonder where Lita was, so he asked his coworkers.

  “He took the day off,” Zep informed Knight.

  “Why?” Knight raised a brow in Zep’s direction.

  “Fish…,” Zep started, but was interrupted by their boss.

  “Knight, go home. Take the day off since you don’t know how long you’ll be gone.”

  “I don’t need to and I think I’d rather stay here,” Knight replied with a grunt and booted up his computer.

  “Pussy,” Spider coughed only loud enough for Knight and Zep to hear.

  Knight glared at Spider and his coworker just smirked. “I want to do some research before I go.”

  “Uh huh.” Fish grunted. They all knew Knight hated anything to do with a computer. “Suit yourself.” Fish returned to his office and none of his employees missed his mumbled, “full of shit, agents.”

  Zep and Spider laughed, but Knight ignored them. He opened the databases they used to search suspects and began running the names he had read in the case file.

  Slade was still pissed when Knight returned from work. He wasn’t sure who he was more pissed at; Fish for suspending him, Knight for not sharing where he was being sent to go undercover, or Hunt for trying to lie about where they were all going. Hunt never could lie well to Slade.

  Undercover, the man was good, but not good enough for Slade not to see through a lie. The thought to be mad at himself for getting suspended over his stunt never crossed his mind.

  “Nashville, my ass,” Slade grumbled for the third time just as he heard a key in the front door lock.

  Slade schooled his expression. He already had a plan to ensure he could still backup his lover when he started his undercover assignment. In South Carolina, not fucking Nashville. Thank God Payne owed him more than one favor.

  Hunt would likely be pissed off at his lover if he ever found out Payne spilled where they were headed. That was Payne’s problem, though. No, his problem was his lover not telling him just because their boss told him to keep his mouth shut.

  Slade never would’ve followed that order if their roles were reversed. Not that it mattered now since he knew where Knight was heading.

  Knight walked into the house and dropped his suit jacket over the back of the kitchen chair. His lover looked suspiciously calm while he cooked them dinner. There didn’t appear to be a tense muscle at all under Slade’s tank top.

  Knight allowed his gaze to travel down Slade’s body. He just couldn’t help himself. The INET sweatpants Slade wore rested low on his hips. It was obvious to Knight that his lover wore nothing beneath them, too. Just that thought, like every time it entered his mind, made his dick twitch.

  “You have time to shower before dinner is ready, if you want.” Slade grinned over his shoulder and continued to stir the pasta.

  “You’re cooking.” Knight raised a suspicious brow.

  Neither of them cooked. Well, cooked well enough to actually do it more than once or twice a week. Slade was making spaghetti if the aroma in the kitchen was anything to go by. Spaghetti was one of the two things his lover knew how to fix.

  “Is this your attempt to apologize for last night?” Knight knew he was being an asshole by asking. Still, between Slade’s calm behavior and the fact he was cooking on his own accord, Knight was suspicious.

  “Sure,” Slade agreed. “I don’t know when you’ll be back so I figured I’d cook and we could spend the rest of the night in bed.” Slade gave his lover a saucy wink.

  Knight grinned, but frowned mentally. There was no way Slade was suddenly so accepting of the fact that he was going undercover without him. No way in hell. The man was up to something. Hopefully, that something involved plans to go to any city that wasn’t Charleston.

  “I’m still not telling you where I’m being sent,” Knight stated seriously.

  Slade knew it was a gamble to go the suddenly understanding partner route, but he didn’t want his lover to be distracted by their disagreement while he was undercover. Knight was smart. Hell, the man was a genius and coming up with a plan to send Slade to a different city didn’t even touch on how intelligent Knight really was. He was also intelligent enough to see through the bullshit Slade was playing at.

  Knight more than likely assumed his behavior was due to knowing Knight was going to a different city. Well, his lover was only partially correct. Slade was calmer knowing where Knight was being sent, even if he was still pissed off that Knight didn’t tell him and he had Hunt lie when he was asked.

  “Look.” Slade stepped away from the stove and walked around the breakfast counter. “I get it, okay? I was pissed at first. Can you blame me?” Slade paused, but didn’t wait for Knight to reply. “I’ve never been suspended or had a partner before that I couldn’t backup.” Slade pulled Knight closer by the front of his lover’s dress slacks. “A partner I love and won’t be there for.”

  Knight leaned forward and accepted Slade’s kiss at the same time he wrapped his arms around Slade’s waist. His lover sounded totally sincere and no doubt was, but Knight didn’t believe for one second that Slade was now fine with him going undercover without him.

  Knight allowed his fingers to slide under the waistband of Slade’s sweatpants. His lover’s skin was soft and warm to his touch. Having Slade’s bare hips under the palms of his hands only made Knight want to feel more of his lover’s naked skin on top of him. He would deal with whatever Slade was planning later.

  He deepened their kiss and Slade moaned. His hands were already working to undo Knight’s belt, so he could get to the prize that was pressing against his own erection. Feeling his lover’s hands grip his hips told him how much Knight wanted him and Slade had every intention to allow Knight to have him.

  “Turn off the stove,” Knight ordered into their kiss.

  Slade didn’t immediately move. He finally had Knight’s slacks open and wanted nothing more than to drop to his knees.

  When Slade didn’t move except to drop to his knees, Knight leaned over his lover’s body and turned off the stove. He barely had the second knob turned before he felt the hot wet heat of Slade’s mouth encase him. A deep groan rumbled in his throat.

  Slade took his time. He swirled his tongue around the head of Knight’s cock while it was in his mouth then moved his open mouth down along Knight’s shaft. Using his hands on his lover’s thighs, he urged Knight to spread his legs.

  Knight did as Slade’s hands bid, but he could only spread his legs so far without ripping his dress slacks. Slade growled at where Knight’s legs stopped. That growl sent vibrations along his throbbing cock straight to his balls that Slade was currently fondling. It took all of his restraint not to grab Slade’s head and thrust forward.

  Slade used his free hand to push Knight’s slacks down over one hip and off his ass. The moment they dropped to Knights knees, his lover tried to spread his legs further. The slacks were still too confining for Slade’s liking. He pulled off of Knight’s cock and smirked when Knight groaned with disappointment that his teasing stopped.

  “Bedroom,” Slade ordered as he stood. He gave Knight a quick peck on the lips and stepped away.

  Knight toed out of his dress shoes without any thought to the damage he could cause to the expensive leather. After a moment, he was following his lover to their bedroom wearing only his socks, dress shirt, and tie. Slade was already naked when he stepped into their room and Knight expected nothing less. However, he did expect Slade to be on the bed instead of patiently standing at the foot of it.


  Slowly, Slade approached Knight and stopped in front of him. Just as slowly, Slade began to unbutton Knight’s dress shirt. He ignored the navy and silver striped tie, another one of his, and was once more grateful his lover didn’t wear undershirts. Slade pushed Knight’s shirt back over his shoulders until his buttoned sleeves prevented the shirt from being fully removed.

  The moment Slade didn’t unbutton his shirt around his wrists, Knight knew his lover’s intention. His cock throbbed even harder and he could feel his pre-cum starting to run down his shaft. Knight loved being restrained. He loved it even more when Slade used items that weren’t the rope they kept in the closet.

  Slade smirked at the lust filled gaze Knight currently leveled on him. He had to close the scant distance between them to wrap Knight’s dress shirt in one of his fists. Feeling his lover’s leaking cock only fueled his own lust so he finally gave in and kissed Knight deeply. A moan escaped Knight’s lips and Slade swallowed the sound as he walked Knight backward toward the bed.

  Knight returned Slade’s hungry kiss eagerly as he braced himself for what he knew was coming. He didn’t have to wait long before Slade spun him around and pushed him almost harshly face down on the bed. Slade never released the tight hold he had on Knight’s shirt bound wrists, but instead pulled his arms up slightly. Knight hissed at the movement that put strain on his shoulders and upper arms. Instinctively, he spread his legs wider. Another moan escaped his lips when he felt Slade straddling his thighs.

  Slade felt the vibration against his knuckles from the sound Knight made. He would never get enough of hearing or feeling that sound. Just like he would never get enough of Knight lifting his ass up in a silent bid to be fucked. Slade maintained his tight grasp on Knight’s shirt while he used his other hand to grab the lube he had purposely thrown on the bed when he entered the room. With his thumb, he popped the cap before dribbling the lube down Knight’s ass crack.

  The cool feeling of lube made Knight flex his ass. The movement smeared the lube, but that wasn’t why Knight did it. No, it was instinctive since the lube was so cool. However, Slade didn’t allow his ass cheeks to stay clenched for long. A moment later, Knight felt the palm of Slade’s hand on his ass before his lover’s thumb was pushing into his crack. Knight immediately relaxed and pushed his hips up to meet the thick digit.

  Slade loved teasing Knight, so all he did was cup his ass cheek and smear the lube deeper into his lover’s crack with his thumb. The longer he skirted around Knight’s hole, the more Knight tried to shift in order to get Slade to touch him where Slade knew Knight craved to be touched.

  “C’mon,” Knight moaned. “Fuck me.”

  Slade leaned forward and used his thighs to balance his weight while he covered Knight’s back. He never released his hold on Knight’s wrists and knew his weight pressing down on Knight’s back would cause more strain on his lover’s arms. Not enough to hurt Knight, but just enough to make him feel more.

  “You say the best things,” Slade whispered by Knight’s ear before he bit into the side of his lover’s neck and sucked. Hard.

  Knight jerked his hips up into Slade the moment he felt his lover’s teeth on his neck. Slade was driving him crazy with want. Insane with need and Knight loved every fucking minute of it. Still, loving Slade’s teasing or not, he was growing impatient to feel Slade buried deep inside him.

  “Slade,” Knight growled out. “Fuck me for Christ’s sake.”

  Slade pulled off Knight’s neck and grinned. He knew Knight would feel the spread of his lips against his neck. Slade did it on purpose. Just like he moved his thumb and pushed it into his lover on purpose. He was rewarded with a deep throated moan. More moans, sounding almost desperate, vibrated against his chest as he fucked Knight with his thumb.

  Knight pushed back as much as he was able into Slade’s hand every time his lover pushed his thumb into him. It wasn’t enough to give him any relief. He needed to feel more. Now. When Slade straightened back up, Knight practically breathed a sigh of relief because he knew he would soon feel Slade buried in him balls deep. He wouldn’t have to wait much longer, either, especially when he felt Slade’s cock rubbing between his cheeks.

  Slade used the copious amount of lube he poured into Knight’s ass crack to lube his cock. Being wedged between and surrounded by Knight’s muscular ass was almost enough to make him blow his load. He was so close from just feeling the desperation in Knight’s thrusts up into him that if he didn’t bury himself into his lover right now, he’d never make it to that point. Slade moved his cock to his target and pushed without losing his fisted grasp in Knight’s shirt.

  Slade was still teasing him. His lover only put the head of his cock inside of him. Just enough for him to feel the stretch and burn. Just enough to drive him crazier with want, need, and lust. Knight couldn’t take it any longer. He had practically no leverage since his arms were restrained and Slade sat on the back of his thighs.

  Still, Slade had trained him how to get out of this position if he ever needed to free himself. Knight didn’t want to be free. Well, not totally. All he wanted was to feel more, to ease the insane itch he felt deep inside. The moment Slade leaned forward on the hand that wasn’t restraining his wrists, Knight acted. He tensed his legs and pushed with his feet at the same time he pushed up and back with his ass. Slade’s balance wavered and the result was the one Knight sought. His lover was forced into him a few more inches.

  Slade moaned when he sank further into Knight as the result of his lover’s movement. Somewhere deep in his lust fogged mind, Slade understood that had Knight used more force he would have been thrown off. Of course, that was the last thing his lover wanted and Slade knew it, so he pressed further in until he was hilt deep. Knight moaned and the reaction sounded more like one of relief than anything else.

  “Better?” Slade chuckled close to Knight’s neck.

  “Slade.” Knight opened his eyes and looked over his shoulder at his lover. “Just remember, paybacks are a bitch.”

  Slade chuckled again and the movement caused Knight to groan. “I’m looking forward to that.”

  Knight felt Slade shift his knees so they were now between his thighs instead of applying pressure to keep his legs closed. The change in position allowed Knight to push up away from the bed when Slade sat back. That was exactly what he did and wasn’t bothered one damn bit when his ass was in the air like a dog in heat.

  The moment he changed the position of his legs, Slade knew exactly how Knight would move in order to feel more. It didn’t matter that he still had a steel grip on Knight’s dress shirt that prevented his lover from using his hands. Knight used his legs and shoulders just fine to get into the new position that caused Slade to hiss with pleasure.

  Slade was so close just from being in the tight confines of his lover while he had him restrained that he let go of the dress shirt he fisted. He moved his hand to Knight’s shoulder while his other grasped his hip harshly. The muscular flesh under his hands wasn’t the only thing Slade was harsh on. No, he moved back slightly and his hips thrust forward so fast and hard that harsh wasn’t even the right word to describe his movement.

  The second Knight felt Slade’s hand on his shoulder; he shoved his ass back hard to meet the thrust he knew was about to pound into him. He had a bit of freedom to move his arms, but all he did was relax them. He was too focused on meeting his lover thrust for thrust to escape his dress shirt restraint which he could easily do.

  Slade pulled on Knight’s shoulder to make his lover sit up without even breaking stride. Knight used his legs and shoulders to sit up just like Slade had expected him to. The hand he used to help Knight sit up shifted to tangle under the necktie Knight still wore while he moved his hand from his lover’s hip around his waist to grasp Knight’s cock. Knight was leaking so much pre-cum that had Slade not known better he would have thought Knight’s dick was covered in lube.

  Knight fought tooth and nail not to cum when he felt Slade’s fingers dig under the ti
e he still wore. He knew what was coming and just the thought of Slade controlling his breath almost made him blow his load. They had learned that it wasn’t just Knight being gagged by Slade’s cock that was what did it for him. No, it was Slade’s cock preventing him from breathing that really was Knight’s kink. Slade’s hand or anything else around his neck that gave Knight the same sensation was pure bliss for him and gave him orgasms that were indescribable.

  Slade tightened his fingers around the thin band of the tie and pulled slightly. He was experienced enough in breath play to know just how much restriction he could put on his lover’s throat before causing damage or making Knight pass out. Before Knight, he never thought he’d use the training he had in this type of play but now he was grateful he learned it from a Master.

  As aroused as he was, desperate to let go and fill his lover’s ass with his release, Slade focused on counting. One, two, three… He lessened his hold at ten and thrust just as many times before he used his fingers to tighten the tie once again.

  The second time Slade restricted his ability to breathe combined with the repeated nailing of his prostate, Knight came. He would’ve shouted had he had the ability, but that didn’t stop the sound from echoing in his mind. The moment he came, his lover released the hold he had on his tie just like Knight trusted him to do. The jerky, erratic, thrusts continuing to nail his prostate barely registered in Knight’s mind as he floated on his orgasmic high.

  Slade released his hold on the tie the instant he felt the first pulse of Knight’s cock shoot his load. He moved his hand to Knight’s chest and pulled him flush while he emptied himself deep inside his lover. Knight’s hands were still trapped between them, but that didn’t matter to him or Knight.

  Panting breaths, panting so hard that it sounded as if they had run a marathon, surrounded them. Neither man moved. Neither man could move. At least not yet and they were both more than okay with that.