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“Depends. Does it increase my chances of going home with you tonight?”
Damn, he was bold. I loved it. “Sweetheart, I’ll take you home right now if that’s what you want.” My hand skirted over the zipper of his painted-on skinny jeans and the sound he made… Fuck. “Because that’s what I want.”
“Hell yeah. Lead the way.”
Feeling only the tiniest stab of guilt that I was ditching Izzy without so much as a text, I grabbed Mika by the hand. He made an airy, happy sound and hurried to keep up with my long strides. We pushed through the front doors and the bite in the November air chilled my sweaty skin. I flagged down a taxi. I’d no sooner gotten in when Mika was practically sitting on my lap.
Hello.
“Where to?” grunted the driver.
I quickly gave him the address to my apartment complex. Mika’s hand smoothed over the buttons on my shirt then slid downwards, until he was cupping me through my pants. My dick twitched. I gritted my teeth on a low groan. The last thing I wanted to do was blow in my jeans, and in a cab of all places. I grabbed his wrist and drew it back up. He giggled, his eyes glittering in the darkness.
“You’re naughty,” I murmured.
“You like it,” he purred back.
I did. In fact, I liked it so much that by the time I punched the button on the elevator, I was itching to touch him, to kiss him, to fuck him. God, I hadn’t felt this in so long. Too long. The doors slid open with a ding. Mika dragged me inside. Before the doors were fully shut, he had me plastered against the wall, his mouth roving over mine.
He tasted like heaven. I parted my lips on a groan and he rose up on his tip-toes and licked his way inside. His tongue was as wild and daring as he was, and it lit a fire inside of me. Our kisses were wet and messy and driven by pure lust. I groped his ass and he squeaked. My heart was beating so fast I could barely breathe, but this was it. This was what I’d been missing.
“Fuck.” The elevator dinged again. Ten steps stood between me and getting this man naked—and I really needed him naked. I grabbed his hand and tugged him down the hall, fumbling with my keys like a love-drunk fool. The door swung open to welcome us inside and I slapped at the light switch.
I hooked my thumbs in Mika’s belt loops and drew him flush against me, kissing him hard enough that my lips tingled. “Take off your clothes,” I growled against his mouth. Mika’s body gave a small shudder, but he nipped at my lower lip with a smirk all his own.
“Patience is a virtue.”
“Fuck the virtues, I’m into sinning.”
He shoved me backwards. My calves hit the edge of the couch and Mika pointed. “Sit.”
Who was I to argue? I’d never sat down faster in my life. In an instant, he was on his knees between my legs. He ran his hands up my jean-clad thighs and then my pants were unzipped and sweet mother of god, he wasted no time. There was no preamble—those plump lips wrapped around my cock, more talented than I’d given him credit for. I nearly came up off the couch.
“Mika. Fuck!”
“Mmm.” He mouthed and sucked down the side of my shaft, his tongue flicking and teasing all the way. He wrapped his slender fingers around me and drew the pleasure out in slow strokes. I’d had thousands of blowjobs in my life, but this one took the cake. Maybe it was the fact that it’d been awhile, but shit. If he fucked as well as he sucked?
He might just be the end of me.
3
Mika
I knew what I wanted and I wasn’t afraid to ask for it.
This guy was hot as hell and totally into me, and from the glazed look in his eyes, he liked the fact that I was bossy. I was bossy, I wouldn’t deny that. I’d wasted too many years hiding behind a facade of who I thought I was supposed to be.
Fuck that. I wanted this and I wanted it now. I sucked Gideon’s cock down to the root and relished in the euphoria. He tasted good, faintly of soap and the slight tang of sweat from dancing at the club. His fingers fisted in my hair as he gasped out my name. I flattened my tongue along the underside of his shaft and lapped at him. His hips bucked up off the couch.
I moaned. The sound felt thick in my throat. I pulled off with a soft, wet pop and blew air over Gideon’s erection. Continuing to stroke him off with one hand, I turned my attention to his heavy balls. When I mouthed over them, then sucked one into my mouth, the sound he made wasn’t human.
“M-Mika! Jesus fucking Christ, if you don’t stop I’m gonna come.”
“Isn’t that the point?” I blew another stream of cool air over his wet skin. His cock twitched and the hand in my hair tightened with an insistent tug. I licked my lips and climbed into his lap, rubbing myself against him. I pressed my lips to his and swallowed down any other protest he might’ve made.
“Not when I wanna fuck your brains out,” he uttered when he came up for air.
I grinned. Now we were talking. “Yes, please. Bedroom?”
“Your wish is my command.” He gave me a nudge. I jumped to my feet and he led me down the dark hallway. Excitement bubbled up in my chest and my ass clenched in anticipation. This was just what I needed. A good, hard drilling till I couldn’t think straight.
I followed Gideon into the bedroom and kicked the door shut behind me, then yanked my shirt off over my head. I didn’t see it land, too busy unzipping my boots and shimmying out of my jeans till all I wore were the pair of neon pink manties I’d chosen in hopes of getting lucky tonight.
Guess I’d gotten my wish, huh?
Gideon stared at me, licking his lips like I was something delectable that he couldn’t wait to devour. “Come here, sexy.”
That was all I needed. I stepped into his space and gave him a push towards the bed with my body. He wrapped his strong arms around me and dragged me down on top of him. We bounced onto the mattress and I laughed, but it was soon kissed away. When his big hand slid into my underwear, I rubbed myself against him shamelessly.
I grabbed his cock in response.
“Eager,” he teased.
“I love your dick.” I did. It was perfect—not too big, but a nice solid girth that I knew would feel like heaven stretching me open. I kissed him again and again until my lips felt bruised, my tongue delving inside of his mouth. He met me halfway and when he started sucking on it, my entire being quivered. “Do you have a rubber?” I mumbled against his lips.
Gideon grunted and reached over to fumble through his bedside drawer. He handed me the little foil packet and a bottle of lube, then ran both hands down my back. When he came to my ass, he grabbed two big handfuls and squeezed. My gasp turned into a moan.
“Hurry up.”
I slapped him lightly on the chest. “Remember what I said about patience?”
“Remember what I said about wanting to fuck your brains out?” he retorted. “You’re killing me.”
I tore the condom wrapper with my teeth, then deftly unrolled the rubber over Gideon’s cock. He groaned and pressed the pad of his thumb against my asshole, massaging the muscles. I blew out a sharp breath and focused on his teasing touch.
“Lube?” I knew what he wanted, but I shook my head. I’d never been one for prep. Maybe I was a bit of a masochist, but I liked the burn. I rose up on my knees and slipped out of my manties, flinging them aside with a smirk. I loved the way Gideon’s eyes locked onto me and followed my every move.
I poured a bit of the lubricant over Gideon’s cock until he was slick and slippery. Then, reaching back, I positioned his flared head against my aching hole and slowly eased down onto it.
“Fuckkkk…” I snagged my lower lip between my teeth and bit down. His thick cock stretched me open with every inch, tingling and burning, until I was fully sheathed. Gideon’s groan was almost pained. He gripped my hips and his fingers dug into my skin. I clenched down around him and focused on the feeling of being full. It’d been awhile since I’d gone home with someone.
I needed this and when I started to move, the sound Gideon made told me he needed it just as badly.
Tossing my head back to shake hair from my eyes, I planted both hands on the man’s chest and began to slowly fuck myself on his cock. The delicious drag of his skin against mine made pleasure ripple through every nerve ending.
Gideon grabbed my cock and gave a tug, then thrust up into me. I grunted at the force of it, but damn, it was good. I rocked back against him at the same time he jerked his hips forwards and sparks shot off behind my eyes. I was at a loss for words.
“Mrrgggh. More. Please.”
“You want that cock, lemondrop?” Gideon’s voice was husky.
“Fuck yes. Give it to me,” I whined out—and he delivered.
Planting his hands on my hips, he began to fuck into me with the ferocity of a beast. I clung to him, gasping his name with each deep stroke. My fingers curled, my nails digging into his chest but if I was hurting him, he didn’t seem to care.
In that moment we were two bodies hurtling towards climax, skin slapping against skin with each beat of our hearts. Pain and pleasure swirled together in a heady cocktail and when Gideon angled his hips, he struck gold and I cried out.
“Oh! Oh, there!”
“Yeah?” he panted. “Touch yourself. Come all over me.”
I was unraveling beneath his scalding touch. I grabbed my own cock and started jerking myself off. It didn’t take long. My toes curled in the sheets and I came hard enough to see stars, shouting my release. I painted his body with ribbons of milky cum and Gideon growled. His thrusts became erratic and jerky before he stilled inside of me, his skin quivering hot against mine.
“Fuck.” His head dropped back against the pillows, but he didn’t loosen his grip on me. Sweat dripped from my forehead to travel down my nose, landing in the mess I’d made of Gideon’s chest. We stayed locked in a lover’s embrace as time stood still, both of us breathless and spent.
I was the one who moved to clean us both up and dispose of the condom. I tied it off and dropped it in the trash bin on the other side of his bed, then crawled back over. I snuggled in beside him, pleased when he wrapped an arm around my waist to draw me closer. I rested my cheek on his chest and blinked sleepily up at him.
“Good?” I murmured.
A smile curled up the corners of his lips. “Damn good.”
Usually this was where I ditched; cuddle with my lover until he fell asleep, then take a cab home. Usually. But that might’ve possibly been the best sex in my entire life and if I was being honest? I was kind of hoping for a repeat performance in the morning, so in Gideon’s bed I would stay.
4
Gideon
I hadn’t woken up to someone in my bed in years, but there he was—and he was fucking gorgeous. All long legs and milky skin and fluffy blond hair, he looked like an angel. Except I knew better. Angels didn’t have mouths made for sinning. I grinned at the thought.
I hadn’t gotten to admire the man before. We’d been a little too preoccupied with getting off, but damn. I couldn’t have picked a better lover to end my dry streak. I’d burned so hot last night that I thought for sure the sheets would catch fire, and it was such a relief.
I was beginning to think that I was broken.
I gently skated my fingertips down Mika’s side. He was slim and effeminate, twinky and just my type…and that ass. He had the most perfect ass I’d ever seen, and I’d seen many, many asses in my lifetime. I was an ass-guy. I lived for the ass, but Mika’s bubble butt was on a whole other level.
Unable to help myself, I gave his plump cheek a squeeze and from the other side of the bed, Mika moaned. I leaned in and brushed my lips over his hip, kissing my way up his side until I got to his neck. His fair skin was already littered with small purple bruises, but what was one more? I sucked on his throat until he rolled over to face me.
“Good morning to you, too,” he murmured.
“Mmm. You taste good.” Abandoning my assault on his neck, I kissed his lips instead. Mika sighed into my mouth and his eyelids fluttered shut once more, but he was all too willing to surrender to me. This kiss was more refined, a slow and sensual glide while my fingers played with the silver hoop pierced through his right nipple.
Mika’s blue eyes glittered like sea glass. “Wanna go again?”
“I thought you’d never ask. God, you’re sexy as hell.”
“I know.” His grin was shameless. “You’re not too bad yourself.”
Just like last night, there was no preamble. One minute we were kissing and the next, his hungry mouth was sucking and nibbling across my skin. He pinched my nipple between his teeth and swirled his tongue around it when it pebbled. I stroked my fingers through his silken hair and let him molest me. It didn’t seem to matter what he did, it drove me crazy regardless.
“I want you,” I breathed into his ear, tugging on the lobe with my teeth. He twisted his head around to catch my mouth in a searing kiss, his fingertips dragging down my jaw to rest against the side of my neck. The look on his face was impish.
“Yeah?”
“Wanna fuck you from behind.”
“Ooh, I like a man who knows what he wants.” He laughed and wiggled his hips. My open hand came down to crack against his firm ass. He arched into the sting. He rolled across the bed until he was on his hands and knees, then reached back and touched himself. He rubbed his fingertip over his puckered pink hole. Teasing me with a naughty little smile.
I drizzled lube over his fingers, watching it drip down his crack and balls. I rolled on another rubber and rubbed my cockhead up and down his crack. Mika quivered visibly beneath my touch and with a grunt, I pushed inside. His body resisted for only a moment before he let me in with a soft gasp and when he opened up to me, I buried myself to the hilt in one smooth motion.
Fuck. He was perfect, tight and hot all around me. Mika lifted his ass in response and I ran my hands up his back and back down again. “You like that?”
“Mmmm. So full.”
I laughed. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you feel me for days.”
“Put your money where your mouth is and—” Before he could finish his sentence, I pulled out and thrust back in hard enough to send him pitching forwards with a moan. “Ohhh, god.” He buried his face in the pillows. I began to screw him hard and fast.
Our bodies crashed together again and again. His gripped around me, as if trying to keep me inside of him for as long as possible. I didn’t have to worry about hurting him; the soft yips and cries he let out told me he loved it and fuck, I was an inferno. I wanted to fill him up till he could feel nothing else but my cock spearing into him. Claiming him.
His body shuddered beneath me and I knew he was close. His moans were muffled by the pillow. I reached around to fist over him. “Come for me, Mika,” I groaned against his sweaty skin, my own body ratcheting closer and closer to the edge. He whimpered my name and bucked into my touch. It didn’t take long before the first burst of hot seed leaked into my hand and his muscles contracted around me.
“Fuck!” I grabbed his hips and took him like a beast in rut until I was seeing stars. He continued to whimper. I stilled inside of him, my cock pulsing with pleasure. I dropped my head against his back and tried to catch my breath.
I hadn’t felt this way in a long time. It felt oddly right, being with him. Mika’s body fit me perfectly and I wasn’t sure how to handle that.
I carefully pulled out and retreated to the bathroom to grab a wash cloth. Wetting it with warm water, I wiped the stickiness off Mika’s ass and thighs. The bedsheets were a lost cause, but screw it. That’s what washing machines were made for. Once we were both cleaned up, I flopped onto the bed beside him.
“Wow,” is all he said.
“Wow,” I echoed. “Even better the second time.”
Mika giggled. “Glad I can impress.”
“I’m more than impressed. In fact, I’m kind of hoping you’ll give me your number.” That wasn’t like me at all, but lying here beside him, I wasn’t ready for him to waltz right back out of my life. Not yet.
 
; He gazed up at me, looking thoughtful. “Actually…”
“Yeah?”
“I have a proposal for you. I kind of need a fake boyfriend for a family function and was wondering if you’d be willing to play the part? I told my mom that I’d bring my boyfriend to Thanksgiving dinner, but I don’t currently have one. See my dilemma? I can’t pay you or anything, but you’d get a free dinner and Ma’s fried turkey is to die for.”
The cogs in my head were already turning. He needed a fake boyfriend. I needed to burn this guy out of my system. The squeaky wheel gets the grease, or however that saying went. When I grinned, Mika’s brows jumped up in surprise. Did he really think I’d reject him?
“Oh, I’m sure there’s other ways you can pay me,” I murmured.
“Oh yeah?”
“I’ll play the part…on the condition that we continue to see each other until Thanksgiving.”
He didn’t even blink. “Deal. But Gideon? You’re taking me out for dinner tonight. Seven PM. Don’t miss it.” With one last kiss, he nimbly rolled out of bed and rose to his feet. He threw a smirk over his shoulder as he bent down to retrieve the bright pink manties from the floor, pulling them on one leg at a time.
I stared blatantly at his ass. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”
“Here.” He tossed me his phone. It bounced across the bed. “Put your number in my contacts and I’ll text you later.” He drew his skinny jeans up over his hips and zipped them up, dancing in place. His shirt came next, followed by the pair of black leather boots with a killer heel on them. How had I not noticed those before? Holy hell, this guy…
“See you soon.” He winked before turning around and strutting out of the bedroom. A minute later, I heard the front door swing open and bang closed once more, and I was left sitting naked in my bed, anticipating the next time we met.
Seven o’clock.
I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
5
Mika