Fascination Series Boxed Set: Books 1-3

by Sky McCoy

  I’d never do that because I’d longed for this night. I’d dreamed that I hadn’t fucked up between us, and we’d be back together.

  When our stiff wet cocks met and bumped against each other, Jeremy’s mouth covered mine. “Oh fuck, Green Eyes,” he whispered into my mouth. “I’ve never felt more like a gay man in my life,” he said breathlessly as he dry-fucked against my slick cock. He licked my face and kissed my Adam’s apple. “You’re real, you’re a man, and I’m a man, and I fucking love the way I feel with you.”

  Wrapping my arms tightly around his neck, raising my hips to meet his, we ground our cocks against each other. Looking into Jeremy’s handsome face, I murmured, “Last time I checked I was a man.”

  “My man, my cock,” Jeremy chanted as he nuzzled my chest with his nose, sniffing my underarms, down my body to suck my nipple, which was still a little sensitive from all the prodding and puncturing around it.

  I grimaced. He took notice. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong with you?”

  “There’s nothing wrong, and now isn’t the time to talk. My cock’s hard and I’ve had this buildup of cum, and I can’t seem to get my fiancé to relieve me of this,” I joked. Jeremy flicked his hips forward with his hard shaft banging my thigh. “I hope I don’t have to bring out the toys. Which would mean that my fiancé wouldn’t get his nasty sex tonight.”

  “I said dirty sex. I distinctly remember saying I like my sex hot and dirty.”

  “Are we going to talk?” I said. “Or are we going to fuck, because I’m getting ready to let you have me as dirty and as nasty as you want. I’ve been hoping you’d tell me how you’d like us to fuck because I’d like to sit on your chest, and feed my hard cock into your pretty mouth. You know you have the prettiest mouth and teeth I’ve seen on a man,” I said, glancing down at his handsome face.

  “Promises. Promises,” Jeremy chuckled, and he opened my legs, raised them, and laid them on his shoulders. “And you have the tightest hole, softest flawless skin, and prettiest balls I’ve ever seen.”

  “Now that we belong to the Jeremy and Dorian mutual admiration society, can we get to the part where I’m straddling your chest, and my wet hard shaft is down your throat, and your stiff cock’s in my tight hole?”

  “Now that’s hot, and dirty,” Jeremy joked.

  Chapter 18

  Jeremy

  I didn’t want any more talk. I wanted what I’d been deprived of for the last week. I was losing my mind and I wanted inside Dorian’s body, not a minute from now, but now. I reached for his ass, palmed and squeezed his firm ass cheeks with his legs anchored over my shoulders. Since he’d gained a little weight, his ass was full, but still hard and firm. “I think I like this new you.”

  Dorian leaned forward. “Jeremy, I have something to tell you.” He glanced at me with those green eyes that captured my attention and played on my heart strings.

  “Not now, baby,” I moaned, his legs now on both sides of me. I crawled up to kiss him, as I positioned myself between his legs. I needed to stop the talk. This wasn’t the time to talk when my cock pulsed and pre-cum dripped on the bed with more yet to come if I didn’t get some relief. I couldn’t go on like this, didn’t Dorian know? And now he’d picked this time to talk to me. What could he have to say that couldn’t wait a minute? Because that was all I needed, a fast minute to drop my load in his wonderful snug hole.

  I placed my hand against his chest and might have rested it too hard on his upper body as he flinched. “What is it Green Eyes. Why is it that every time I touch your chest you frown?”

  “That’s what I wanted to tell you,” he said, his brow furrowed and eyes narrowed.

  “Can it wait? I have my fiancé lying here. Oh there he is, waiting for me to rim him. And I’ve been holding this cum for days.” I fisted my cock, and the pre-cum oozed out to demonstrate that this was urgent. “You wouldn’t want me to explode. They say a man could go blind with all this buildup,” I joked as I jerked my cock, expelling the pre-cum on Dorian’s stomach.

  “If I don’t tell you now, sweetheart—”

  “Oh, that sounds serious. I think it’s the first time you’ve called me sweetheart. You’ve called me prick and a Dominant bastard, but never sweetheart—”

  “If you let me tell you this now, then I can prevent you from going blind,” he teased. I could tell he was trying to lighten up something that could be serious, so I looked up at him and waited.

  “I need to tell you about what has been eating me lately. I knew I’d regret not telling you sooner, and you might not forgive me now. What I accused you of, not telling me things that affected you, and letting me decide if I wanted to deal with it—”

  “Okay, you have a few minutes before the blindness sets in and becomes irreversible. You will have no one to blame when I’m walking around here wearing one brown shoe and one black shoe,” I teased, not thinking it was anything that couldn’t be solved with me fucking him.

  Pushing over to the side and grabbing Dorian in my arms as he laid his head on my chest, I waited, and this time I kept quiet to let Dorian have a moment to fashion his words together, because he appeared to be having difficulty getting them out, especially with my interruptions.

  Dorian looked up at me, then tears pooled in his eyes.

  “What’s wrong, baby?”

  “I thought you would leave me,” he blurted out.

  “Why would you think such a thing? And why the fuck would I leave you when we’ve just found each other.”

  “Because until yesterday, I thought that knot in my chest was cancerous.” My head and mind whirled around and I wasn’t sure I’d heard Dorian. Then everything connected and I realized that the pain he’d been having in his chest each time I touched it, had to do with something medical.

  “Why didn’t you tell me?” I wasn’t angry with him after going through my own shit and trying to hold on to my relationship with him. Dorian sat up and locked eyes with me. He bit down on his bottom lip. I passed my thumb under his eyes to clear away the tears.

  “I didn’t say anything, because I didn’t know the man that you were then and now. I imagined that once I had to go through chemo, lost my hair, puked my guts out, that you’d look at me and tell me goodbye.”

  I stared at him, leaned over and kissed Dorian softly. His tears hit my cheek, and I sat up and back, resting my head against the headboard.

  Placing my finger under his chin, I brought his face up and I said, “Dorian Hart, don’t you know how much I love you? I don’t care if you don’t even have one little strand of hair on that beautiful head. I don’t care if you’re sick and I have to clean you, pick you up, carry you to the restroom, and feed you. All I care about is having you here with me, for as many sunrises that we’re given together. I want a life with you. I don’t care if you’re skin and bones as long as you can smile at me the way you’re doing now, and can tell me you love me. That’s all I care about. Don’t you know that?”

  He passed his palm over his eyes and Dorian laughed through the tears. “I know that now. I’m a lucky fuck to have met you when I did.”

  “I’d say you are. Now stop with the talk of you getting sick because my dick can’t take anymore. I want to hug you instead of throwing you on your stomach and fucking you senseless. Hugging would be the last thing I’d do after I fucked you. Now do you have any more to tell me, and make it fast because you’re fading, and I’m quickly losing my sight?” I pretended, closing my eyes, reaching out for him, touching his lips then bringing my warm lips to meet his.

  Dorian leaned away. “You should have been an actor, with your good looks, fantastic body, and you’re well endowed,” Dorian said, running his tongue along his bottom lip. “Where I come from, they’d say you were hung.”

  I smiled, looked into those fabulous green eyes as I stroked his cock, and said, “I don’t think they’re auditioning for thirty-something porn stars, but you never know, I might have to get another job because of all the men
I have to support, and I’m planning on retiring my husband.”

  Waiting for a pushback from Dorian, he just leaned forward and gave me a sweet kiss, a loving kiss, one that sent my mind to a peaceful place. A place I’d hoped would come and it finally had. I’d tired of all the warring between us and I wanted to start our lives together in a happy positive way, and now I knew that was possible after all.

  IT FELT GREAT LAUGHING and joking with Dorian. He’d changed. He wasn’t as serious as the first time I’d met him. I realized that he too was at peace when he’d been in my arms and when we’d laughed together. I hoped to laugh with him for a long time. Forever if I could.

  Yet it took a few minutes for me to digest what Dorian had said about his fears, and that he’d reached out to Jack to go with him to the doctors for his results. I understood because I’d been where he’d been before. Someone said that the only way you’d understand how another individual felt was to walk a mile in their shoes, and I had, and now I understood what it took to be in love and to care and feel someone’s pain other than my own.

  It took a few more minutes for my cock to revive. It did, and I wasn’t leaving Dorian until I’d shown him how I felt about everything. “I feel like smacking that ass before I place my cock in that tight hole.”

  “But won’t it hurt?” Dorian asked, surprised, then wrinkling his nose. I’d never seen him squirm and crinkle his fine nose. It was priceless to see. I snorted.

  “Not as much as when my cock goes in there,” I said as I used one finger to trace his tight ring and I gave him a smack at the same time.

  He craned his neck around. “That hurt,” he wailed.

  “Don’t be such a baby. Haven’t you had your ass whipped before?” I pulled him over to lie on me, and grabbed his ass cheeks, gripping them and then squeezing, then gave him another smack. Dorian rolled over onto his back trying to avoid another spanking. I had gotten a small pleasure from seeing him squirm, trying to avoid my heavy hand, because he’d been so bad lately.

  “You’re not getting away from me, I’ve waited too long to do this.” I moved down the mattress, then reached out and dragged his thighs down, I pushed his legs open and I licked the underside of his length as he held it in his hand jerking, and looking at me, smiling, knowing how he’d affected me with his hypnotic body.

  I could spend the rest of my life inside Dorian.

  Raising my head, I said, “You won’t be smiling when I jam my hard length into that tight hole. I know it’s tight because I haven’t visited it for a while.”

  “I thought you said no more talk. Prove to me that you still have what it takes. Bring it on,” Dorian teased, raking his fingers through my hair, and reaching for his cock with the other hand.

  I sucked his balls and they tightened. With my mouth on his hole and my tongue entering it over and over, Dorian leaned forward, reached for my hair, as he groaned with his cock tight in his fist jacking it, then I placed my fingers inside his hole and turned them around to open him up.

  Leaning forward, Dorian handed me a small bottle of lube and a condom. I took the lube and tossed the condom. If I was marrying this man I wanted it bareback, and I trusted Dorian enough to know that he was the kind of man who had been mine and only mine from the day I laid eyes on him, and the day he changed my life.

  When I glanced up the tip of his cock glistened with his come. I leaned forward and with my tongue, I lapped it from his slit on the head of his cock. Then I placed three fingers inside his tight ring again opening it. I hadn’t been inside him for a week and his ass felt virgin, and as I placed first one finger, two, then three fingers inside after pulling out, then trying again to open him, Dorian moaned as his hole pulsed around my fingers. Looking at him I didn’t want to cum outside of his body.

  I needed my cock to be enveloped in his when my cum flowed and when I looked him in the eyes and declared my love for him.

  I couldn’t wait, I had to have him now. I sat back on my thighs, leaned over Dorian and whispered, “I love you,” as I took his mouth hard, and he wrapped his arms around my neck with his cock boring into my stomach, my hand guiding my cock inside him. I relaxed, and the minute I felt his warm insides, and tight walls pulsing, wrapping my cock tightly, I made one move and that was it.

  Desire and love rode our bodies hard as heated cum flowed freely.

  “I’m sorry, Dorian, I couldn’t hold it. You’re so damned good.” Then I felt the warmth of his cum shooting onto my stomach. “I see we were made for each other. We have this orgasm down to a perfect science.”

  I held Dorian and we cuddled. I’d never thought I’d be the one insisting that he lie in my arms a little longer when he wanted to go to the shower. When I finally released Dorian, he rolled over and stood, and I smacked his ass. He turned back to look at me. “What’s that for?” he squealed.

  “For not having faith in me and not talking things over with me. I thought that was what partners did. After we shower, I have something to give you. But it’s at our home.”

  “I’m glad you mentioned it. I had a talk with Parker. Don’t worry, we have an understanding. I want to go to our home. With Phillip and Eric stalking around here, we can never have a proper fuck again,” Dorian chuckled.

  “What’s a proper fuck?” I questioned him.

  “It’s one of those dirty fucks you’ve been talking about.”

  “Oh, now I understand. Then we need to get home because I want some screaming tonight and you calling me Daddy.” I hurried to the floor and grabbed Dorian around the waist, kissed him and walked him backwards to the shower.

  WHEN DORIAN AND I ARRIVED at our new home, I pulled up in the driveway to enter my garage, but I’d been blocked by three cars. The Range Rover, I’d loaned to Parker sat in the driveway, a police car angled and one I didn’t recognize. What the fuck now? I thought.

  I parked directly at the front door, turning off the motor, I couldn’t wait for Dorian, I hopped out and rushed to the front door and found it wasn’t locked. When I entered the house, Parker and his fiancée stood huddled together with a worried glance on their faces. “Is Jacqueline alright?” As soon as I asked that question my eyes wandered around the room, and sitting with the police officer was Carter’s doctor.

  “Where’s Carter?” I questioned, focused on the doctor.

  “He’s sleeping. I gave him a sedative. He’d walked out of the hospital and said that he was going home. When we realized that he’d left, we called the authorities. They found him and since you’d given me your new address, we brought him here. You’d said that you didn’t want him to feel as if he was in a prison, so we’d moved him where he could wander around the grounds.”

  “We’ll take care of him,” Dorian said, his voice low, soft, but forceful. I turned to see Dorian standing, leaning on the back of the sofa. Then he walked over to me, and placed his arm around my waist. I glanced up at him.

  “Are you sure?” I questioned. I didn’t have to wait long for his answer.

  “Of course I’m sure. He’s your younger brother and he’ll get better if he has family around,” Dorian said.

  I glanced over at the doctor and the policeman. “My brother will remain with me, and I’ll be responsible for him.” I glanced at Dorian and he nodded.

  “We’ll take charge of Carter, and take care of him.”

  “This is Dorian Hart and he’s my fiancé. We’re getting married very soon.”

  When I’d signed the papers to have Carter live with me, and showed everyone concerned that he had his own quarters, and he’d be fine because we had a nurse in residence, they left without any more questions. My eyes met Dorian. “Now’s your time to run.”

  “From what?” He asked, his voice soft and easy, slanting his head as if to say “What the fuck are you talking about?” then he aimed a small smile my way. I placed my arm around his waist.

  Dorian turned to me, “I have a family now, that’s all I’ve ever wanted, to belong and to love and be loved. I want
to take care of you, Jacqueline, and Carter. You can’t get rid of me that easily, Jeremy. I love you. I mean it. I’m not going anywhere.”

  “Since you’re not leaving me, come with me.” I led him to our bedroom and near the bed I’d bought a dog bed with toys and in it lay a small puppy sleeping. Around his neck I’d placed a ring on a ribbon. I picked up the puppy who managed to open his eyes and tried to drift back to sleep.

  “Will you marry me?” I handed Dorian the puppy which then licked along his face and mouth. Dorian smiled bringing the puppy to his chest, holding it with it squirming to kiss him.

  “I mean it, Dorian, will you marry me?” Then he discovered the ring and I placed it on his finger.

  “Tonight, tomorrow, whenever you want?” Dorian said as a tear dropped from his eye to his cheek, and the puppy stretched his head and licked the tear away.

  Chapter 19

  Jack

  When I stepped out of the shower and dried my hair with the nearest towel, I entered the bedroom of my suite. There Austin stood in his elegant robe, opened where I eyed his hard powerful length. His hands remained in his pockets. He aimed a sly smile at me.

  “What do you have in your pockets?” I asked.

  “I’m not going to tell you. I want you to guess.”

  I ignored him because I wasn’t in the mood. I needed to get something straight, clear the air before we left for New York.

  “I want you to know, Austin, before I step on the plane tomorrow, things will have to change between us. I’m not going to tolerate you having lovers and—”

  Austin interrupted me because he knew what I’d say before I completed my thoughts.

  He knew what had happened between us that sent me out into the night on my birthday and why I had driven across the country to get away from him. He knew how controlling he’d been, and why I had resisted him and all that he demanded from me.