“I miss you, Mom.”
Chapter Four
“Thanks, Timothy,” I tell the Reynolds' butler, as he lets me inside. Footsteps stomp down the stairs and my eyes catch the lust-filled gaze of my best friend. I can’t call him myguyorboyfriend,otherwise he has a full meltdown and we end up in a seriously nasty fight.
“You listened. Good boy,” Cal tells me as I meet him halfway up the steps. He doesn’t bother to acknowledge me any further, and I follow behind him, watching his tight ass sway in those pants. I realize now part of why girls love us in gray sweats.
He walks into his room and straight to the shower, stripping as he goes. I don’t dare do anything until he gives me an order. Based on the conversation we had earlier, though it was brief, I can tell he’s wanting to be the one in charge tonight, or at least for a little while.
The water turns on and I lean against the door, waiting for his next command. He walks over to me, his hard cock bobbing with each step. I lick my lips and his nostrils flare. Gripping my throat, he shoves me to my knees, and I glance back up at him.
“Open that dirty mouth for me,” he says and I quickly comply. He releases my neck and grips his cock, moving closer to me. Saliva pools on my tongue and I know he can tell how eager I am.
“You want this, baby?” he growls and I nod as he grips my hair tight and smacks my lips with the tip of his dick.
I groan and he doesn’t tease me any longer. Slamming right into my hot, wet mouth, he hits the back of my throat making me gag. He stays there until I smack his ass and he slowly pulls out. I gasp for breath before he does it again. Using my hair to keep my head where he wants it, I let him control the speed and how deep he goes.
I love him like this. Lost in pleasure and taking full control. He doesn’t tell me much, but I know he’s been burned in the past, and before we met he was miserable. I like to think I’ve played a part in making him happy again, but once more, he won’t ever acknowledge it.
He chokes me again, and my cock is so hard right now that I have to shift my hips to let the friction from my shorts rub along the length. I groan and the vibrations have him slamming faster into my throat. I can tell he’s close. I reach up and grip his ass cheeks, pushing him closer to me, and swallow, humming at his taste.
“Oh, fuck,” he roars, as hot jets spill down my throat. He releases my hair and I slowly move away, making sure to swallow every drop of his cream. A whimper leaves his throat and I smile up at him as he leans against the wall, panting.
I stand up and grab him by the throat, pulling his mouth to mine. I kiss him hard, letting him taste himself on my lips.
“It’s my turn,” I growl, pulling back. I remove my clothes and step into the shower, quickly washing my body as he watches me. I jack myself off slowly and when he licks his lips, my restraint is draining. I step out of the water and back him up against the wall. I kiss him hard and grip his neck, holding him where I want him. He pulls back and gives me a look full of heat.
My dick is throbbing. I need to be inside him.
I spin him and force him down over the counter, dropping to my knees again to eat his hot little hole, getting him ready for me. I jack him off for a minute as I play and stretch him ready for me. He groans as I remove my fingers, and I smack his ass, then bend over him. Grabbing his throat, I force his back to arch. I want his gaze on me in the mirror as I sink into him. Smacking my cock against his hole, I reach into the drawer beside him for a condom. This isn’t our first time fucking in the bathroom, and it won’t be the last.
I grip my cock and rub along his hole, then press against it. I bite my lip as he grips me. His eyes roll back and a soft whine slips from his lips as I slide deeper into his ass. Once I bottom out, I hold myself there for a minute, letting him adjust and trying to calm myself. I want this to last, and the way he’s clenching me with his muscles, I know he’s not playing fair.
“I’ve missed this ass,” I groan into his ear. “How hot and tight it is as I destroy it with my hard, thick cock.”
“Please, Rooke,” he gasps. I loosen the pressure on his throat and bend him back over. Reaching over, I grab the hand towel from the rack on the wall and cram it in his mouth. I know his brother is home now, and we can’t afford for his dad to hear us either.
I lean back and smack that ass, then grip his hips and rut into him like he’s a naughty boy needing punishment. He reaches back and grips my thigh with his nails, giving me a sting of pain, and pushing me closer to the edge.
Grunts leave his throat, getting louder with each thrust. Even gagged he can’t be quiet. I cover his mouth with a palm and reach down to grip his weeping dick with the other, trailing my fingers along his cut abs as I go, teasing him. I give him a few strokes as he trembles, and I know I need to get him off now so I can finish this in the bedroom.
As hot as this is, I want a bed. I want to take my time and prove to him that I could be his everything. He may want to keep me in his closet, but I would proudly tell everyone what this guy means to me. I may be bi, but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t see myself being his and only his.
Hot cum hits my fist and I press a kiss onto his temple. “Good boy,” I whisper and pull out of him. He lies on the counter panting for a minute. I remove the rubber, and stroke myself as I watch him utterly destroyed.
“Get on the bed. Ass up and face in the pillow,” I command and he groans but listens. I make him wait as I watch him. Such a pretty sight. Him on his knees, shaking from the anticipation of what I’m going to do to him. I grab another condom, then stride onto the soft carpet, and pad over to the side of the bed. Gripping his neck, I pull his lips to mine, giving him a sweet kiss, before running my fingers down his spine and squeezing his left ass cheek gently.
“Fuck, baby, stop teasing me,” he groans, and I bite the inside of my cheek.
“Do you want me?” I ask, as I climb up behind him. He nods and shakes his ass, tempting me. I tsk and smack it. The sound rings around the room and he moans, loudly. I move up to his head and smack his lips with my cock. He opens for me and swallows me down. My head falls back in pleasure and our heavy breathing fills the space. I pull away and lie down next to him, then grab his hips and pull him over top of me. I kiss him, looking into his eyes as I wrap my dick again.
He’s built like a football player, so he’s not light, and I’m thankful for all the hours I have put in the gym lifting weights as he straddles me. He shifts his hips, and lines up his ass with my dick, guiding me inside him, slowly. A whimper leaves his lips as I thrust up, filling him again. I bring his mouth back to mine and kiss him hard as he lies on top of me. Bending my knees, I pound into him, never pulling my lips from his until I fill his ass with my cream inside the rubber.
“Well, that was not what I was planning.” Cal grunts as he collapses beside me on the bed, panting. I chuckle and pull him closer for one more kiss. He appeases me, but I can tell our time is about over. He gives me a wink, then climbs from the bed and walks into the bathroom to shower. I follow him and quickly rinse off, then climb out and grab my clothes. He watches me, but doesn’t stop me, or ask me to stay. I give him a chin nod, then walk back into the room and get dressed.
I know this is how things need to be right now, but it doesn’t hurt any less.
Chapter Five