Welcome to Blissville

by Walker, Aimee Nicole

  The downside to putting on a show for Kyle was that I did it in a crowded club and Kyle wasn’t the only one who found my moves enticing. Of course, that didn’t occur to me until I felt a tall, hard body press against my back.

  “Did anyone ever tell you how fucking adorable you are, Chaz?” I recognized the deep voice right away, but if I hadn’t, the thunderous look on Kyle’s face would’ve told me who stood behind me.

  I spun around and put some space between myself and Andy. “Hey, Andy.” I tried to use a tone that was friendly without being too friendly because I had no desire to encourage Andy to pursue me. It seemed like I worried for nothing because Kyle was there before I could open my mouth to say anything else. I didn’t even know the big guy could move that fast.

  Kyle slid an arm around my waist and pulled me back against his chest then possessively splayed his fingers over my stomach. “Get lost,” Kyle told Andy.

  Andy didn’t seem to be intimidated by Kyle at all. He stood taller and quirked a brow. “If Chaz wants me to leave then he can tell me himself.”

  I felt Kyle’s muscles tighten with tension wherever our bodies were pressed together and heard the slight growl in his throat. I didn’t know what kind of future I had with Kyle, if any, but I knew that I wanted to try. I didn’t want to be mean to Andy either, so instead of telling him to “get lost,” I placed my hand over the one Kyle rested on my stomach and linked my fingers with his. I tilted my head back to rest on Kyle’s broad shoulder, and he rewarded me with a sweet kiss on my temple.

  “I hear you loud and clear,” Andy said then offered a good-natured smile. “Have a good night, guys.”

  I expected Kyle to let go of me when Andy walked away because I’d never seen him be overly demonstrative with Gabe around town when they were a couple, but it seemed like Kyle was full of surprises that night. Instead of stepping away, he placed his second hand on my hip. “I want that dance you promised me.”

  The music changed just then from a hard thumping beat to Rihanna’s “Love on the Brain.” The slow, sexy tempo was perfect for a seductive dance, and the feel of Kyle’s erection pressing against my ass told me it worked. He kept his body pressed to mine and followed my lead as I swayed and rolled my hips to the music. I raised my arm and hooked it around the back of Kyle’s neck and tilted my head to expose my neck invitingly.

  Kyle didn’t hesitate for a second to run his lips up and down the side of my neck. The fingers gripping my hip squeezed me harder when I pressed my ass tighter against his erection. On some level, I knew I was pushing things too far and crossing a line I swore I wouldn’t until Kyle knew the full truth, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself.

  I pulled free of Kyle’s embrace and turned to face him. “Let’s get out of here.”

  Kyle’s nostrils flared, and hope shone in his eyes. “Are you sure?”

  “Positive.”

  Kyle grabbed my hand and led me off the dance floor and started toward the exit.

  “Wait!” I said loudly over the music.

  Kyle stopped and turned around. “Did you change your mind?” he asked.

  “Hell no,” I replied. “I want to make sure Josh and Gabe don’t get stuck with the bar tab at their own bachelor party.” See, I was obviously thinking clearly and wouldn’t be able to blame the alcohol for the choices I would make later in the evening.

  “I’ll take care of it,” Kyle said then wrapped his hand around my neck and pulled me to him for a quick, hard kiss. “Don’t you dare run off while I’m settling the tab.”

  “I wouldn’t dream of it,” I answered honestly. Good or bad, right or wrong; I’d made my decision on what I wanted that night and Kyle was clearly on the same page.

  It didn’t take Kyle long to return to my side. “Ready?”

  “Lead the way,” I told him.

  Kyle slid his fingers between mine and did what I requested. He used a phone app to book a taxi once we reached the sidewalk outside the club. The crisp September air did nothing to cool the heat raging through my body. Kyle reached for my hand once he slid his phone back in his pocket, like he needed the connection as much as I did. He didn’t let go of my hand when we got inside the cab; he used it to pull me to him. The searing kiss he gave me said he meant serious business and that playtime was over. I eagerly gripped Kyle’s biceps and opened my mouth to him. Kyle’s tongue delved deep and explored my mouth like he’d never tasted it before or would get the chance again.

  He tore his mouth away from mine and began kissing a path down my neck at the same time he slid his hand beneath the waistband of my jeans to tease the crack of my ass through my underwear. My balls drew up tight against my body in reaction to Kyle’s teasing and my body demanded more. I wanted to feel his finger circle and press against my pucker, but that wasn’t going to happen unless I unbuttoned my jeans in the back seat of the taxi. I was sober enough to know that was a very bad idea. My dick was so hard it hurt and I craved the friction I needed to get me off. I reached for Kyle’s free hand and pressed it against my erection. Kyle cupped my dick through my jeans and I started grinding against the pressure. The need to come overrode every thought in my brain and I was so fucking close to exploding in my pants and not giving a damn about it.

  The cab driver cleared his throat loudly and said, “We’re here, fellas.”

  Kyle ripped his mouth from mine and looked as surprised as I was that we weren’t alone in the universe because that’s how it felt every time he put his hands or mouth on me. Everyone and everything faded and it was just the two of us.

  “Uh, thanks.” Kyle opened the door and tugged me out of the cab behind him, not letting go of my hand until we were alone in his hotel room.

  “Just because I brought you here doesn’t mean that I expect you to…”

  His chivalry was such a turn on, and I pressed my lips to his mouth before he could finish what he was about to say. “I haven’t had too much to drink, I want to be in this room with you, and I want to feel you inside me. It’s all I’ve fantasized about since you moved back home. That is, if you want me too?”

  Kyle snorted and responded by pressing my hand against his hard-on. I cupped him through his jeans and stroked up and down. How many times have I dreamed of this moment? I was eager to strip him naked and kiss him all over, but I wanted to make it last in case it was the only chance I got to be with him. I shoved those depressing thoughts aside and focused all my attention on the many ways I wanted to please Kyle before the night was over.

  I rose on my tiptoes and tilted my head back for a kiss. Kyle crushed his mouth hungrily against mine, like he’d been waiting for the moment as long as I had. Our bodies began to move fluidly just like they had on the dance floor. I slid both hands into his hair and fisted the silky strands while Kyle moved his hands down to grip my ass. The way he massaged my cheeks had my hole twitching excitedly with anticipation.

  We kissed for endless minutes as we swayed to music only our souls heard. Kyle didn’t tear his lips from mine until he’d backed me up against the bed. I turned loose of his hair so I could grip the hem of his shirt and tug it off him. Kyle did the same thing to me, and we stood staring at the naked flesh we revealed. I knew that I wasn’t nearly the impressive sight that he was, but I was proud of the lean muscle I’d built over the years.

  “What do we have here?” Kyle asked as he ran his finger over the barbell piercing in my belly button.

  “Silliness from my youth,” I replied. “I hardly wear it anymore and I’m not sure why I did tonight. Club habit, maybe.”

  “I like it,” Kyle said. “I want to run my tongue over it.”

  “Okay,” I replied.

  Kyle dropped to his knees but kept his eyes locked on mine when he flicked the tip of his tongue over the piercing. I was dying to have his mouth lower and released a long sigh of relief when he started working the top button loose on my fly.

  “God, you make me want to devour you whole,” Kyle said, pressing his forehead to my st
omach once he had my jeans open. I felt the heat of his breath through my underwear when he spoke, and it made me anxious to feel his tongue there too.

  Kyle pressed his nose against the wet spot in my underwear and inhaled deeply. “Your cum smells so damn good; I can’t wait to see how you taste.”

  I was a writer, a person who hoped to make a living from stringing words together, but for the life of me, the only sound I could manage right then was a moan so deep it sounded like it was ripped from my soul. I dug deep trying to find some eloquent words to say, but the only thing I could muster was, “Please, Kyle.”

  He apparently didn’t need eloquence to entice him because my roughly spoken words elicited a sexy growl from his throat moments before he yanked my pants and underwear to mid-thigh. Kyle took my cock straight to the back of his throat and swallowed hungrily around the head of my dick. I gasped unevenly when his teeth lightly grazed the base of my cock before he slowly pulled up until just the tip of my dick remained in his mouth. Kyle fisted my cock with his hand and began to pump it up and down while he sucked the pre-cum dripping from my slit.

  “Mmm, better than I imagined,” he said before he went down on me again.

  “Kyle,” I moaned. It was too much and not enough at the same time. I wanted him to stop so it wouldn’t be over too soon, but I gripped his head tightly and rocked my hips back and forth, feeding my dick between his glistening lips.

  Kyle pulled my jeans down my legs, pulled off my cock, and pushed me to my back on the bed. Once he had me completed naked Kyle spread my legs wide and propped my feet on his shoulders. He slid his middle finger inside his mouth to slicken it with spit before he pressed the wet digit to my pucker. I wasn’t one who bought into the spit is nature’s lube theory, but damn it was sexy as hell watching Kyle suck his finger inside his mouth.

  He teased the crinkled pucker of my ass while he licked my cock with his flattened tongue. I thought it was quite possible that I would die from pleasure right on the spot. The burn of penetration snapped me out of my lust-fogged daze. It had been eight months or longer since I’d had penetrative sex and I felt like a virgin all over again. Kyle pulled his finger out when I sucked a breath sharply into my lungs, and he felt how tense I became.

  “It’s been a while,” I said in answer to the unspoken question I saw in his eyes.

  “I’ll slow it down,” Kyle said tenderly. “Be right back.”

  He rose to his feet and walked over to the bag he brought with him. He rooted around for a second then pulled out a bottle of lubricant and a strip of condoms. I quirked a brow at him and received a sly smile in return.

  “Wishful thinking,” Kyle said sheepishly.

  “Brilliant planning,” I countered when he returned to the bed.

  I sat up quickly and stopped Kyle before he lowered himself to his knees once more. “It’s my turn to taste you.”

  Kyle dropped the condoms and lube on the bed then let his hands fall to his sides. He clenched and unclenched his fists as if he didn’t know what to do with his hands. His hesitation and restraint disappeared the second I had his jeans and briefs pulled down to his mid-thigh. Kyle gently held the back of my head while his other hand ghosted over my cheeks and lips.

  “These lips have fueled a thousand fantasies,” he whispered hungrily.

  Once Kyle removed his thumb, I fisted his straining erection and sucked the tip of it into my mouth. Kyle was about to learn just how much I loved an uncut cock. I gripped his foreskin between my lips and tugged it gently.

  “Fuck.” Kyle’s tortured groan spurred me on to tease and torment him more.

  I pushed his foreskin back and sucked the pre-cum that had pooled beneath the extra flesh, moaning when his salty essence burst inside my mouth. I wanted nothing more than to work his cock until he came in my mouth. I flattened my tongue and ran it over his thick vein until I reached his taut, heavy ball sac. I sucked one smooth nut into my mouth then the other while I maintained eye contact. Kyle’s grip tightened on the back of my head like he wanted to fuck my mouth but wasn’t sure he should.

  I let his testicle slide from my mouth with a wet pop and licked the underside of his cock until I reached the tip once more. “Do it,” I urged him. I dug my nails into his ass cheeks and pulled him closer.

  “Jesus,” Kyle said then pushed his dick between my lips and fucked my mouth. I sucked and slurped as much as his fast thrusts allowed. His lusty groans and moans were as sexy as the sound his balls made when they slapped against my chin. Kyle jerked his cock out of my mouth suddenly and said, “Lie back down.”

  I did as he commanded and Kyle once again lowered himself between my spread knees. He liberally coated his middle finger then began working me open. I was too tense, and my body fought his penetration until he wrapped his mouth around the head of my cock and pressed his tongue to that magic spot beneath the crown. It was just what I needed to relax my body enough so he could slide his finger all the way inside me. My body went from hell no to systems go in a flash once Kyle crooked his finger up and rubbed my prostate.

  Kyle nibbled my inner thighs and kissed my pelvic bone while he patiently stretched my tight clench. I could feel my orgasm building inside me, and I wasn’t ready for it to end so soon.

  “Stop, or I’ll come,” I warned him, but Kyle didn’t seem to be fazed by my declaration. In fact, he sucked my cock harder. I pushed against his shoulders with my feet to get his attention. “I want to come with your dick inside me.”

  Kyle removed his fingers from my ass and made quick work of sliding a condom down the length of his erection and slickening it with more lube. I scooted back until I was in the center of the bed so that he had room to mount and fuck me properly.

  He lifted my ass, and I rested my calves on his wide shoulders. Kyle aligned his dick to my hole and pushed past the tight ring of muscles. I cried out from the sting of his penetration and he stilled inside me so I could adjust to his girth. Kyle turned his head and sweetly kissed one of my calves and massaged the back of my thighs while I breathed through the discomfort. I smiled at him to ease the concern I saw in his eyes. My body was made for his and I couldn’t wait to show him. Once I was ready, I licked my lips invitingly and said, “Do me, Dr. Dimples.”

  I slowly inched inside Chaz until my dick was balls deep in his tight clench. Damn, I knew when I slipped one finger inside him that he hadn’t been kidding about it being a while since he had sex. My greedy body urged me to take the gift that Chaz offered me, but I couldn’t betray the trust I saw in his eyes. I told him I’d take it slow and I would do what I promised, no matter how hard his ass gripped my cock or how desperate I was to move inside him.

  Chaz’s chest billowed up and down as he breathed through his discomfort. I’d been waiting for this moment for what seemed like an eternity, but hurting him wasn’t the least bit sexy to me. I decided to pull out of Chaz and find another way to pleasure him, but his firm voice stopped me.

  “Don’t you fucking think about moving unless it’s to fuck me. Just kiss me, and I’ll be okay.”

  I had chuckled at the excessive use of the word fuck before I gave into his demand. I lowered his ass to the mattress and Chaz dropped his legs to my waist when I moved over him. We’d kissed before but never when our bodies were connected. I would never get another first chance to do it right. If I was going to be as good as I promised, then I couldn’t have his hands roaming all over my body. I pinned both of Chaz’s hands above his head on the pillow then captured his succulent lips. I quickly realized that kiss was just as potent as having his hands on my body. Every rasp of his tongue against mine sent zaps of electricity to the nerve endings throughout my body, and it felt like he caressed all of my bare flesh at once.

  It was difficult to remain still when my body burned with the need for friction and relief. My dick throbbed and pulsed inside him impatiently, but I wouldn’t move until I knew he was ready. The cues came a few minutes later in the guise of throaty growls, and the way he cla
mped his inner thighs around my waist and rocked his hips up and down, riding my dick as much as the position allowed.

  I rolled to my back so that Chaz could be in control of the pace and the intensity of our lovemaking. Instead of breaking the connection of our joined hands, Chaz held them up in front of him and used them as an anchor when he began riding me. I had never seen anything sexier in my life than Chaz Hamilton lost in the passion we created. I loved how his head tipped back on his shoulders like it was too heavy for his neck to support it any longer and the way his mouth parted for needy moans to escape.

  “Kyle,” Chaz whimpered my name in a pleading voice as he rose up and down the length of my cock. How long have I waited for this moment? How many nights had I lain awake in my bed fantasizing about being with him? “So long,” Chaz said, answering my silent questions. “Kiss me. I want your mouth on me.”

  I rose up to a sitting position and moved our joined hands to the small of Chaz’s back. He tilted his head back, and I devoured the tender flesh on the long column of Chaz’s exposed neck. I hadn’t shaved that morning and knew my whiskers would leave a mark on his skin, which was a turn-on for me. The change in position didn’t allow him as much room for his hips to move and I captured his frustrated growls with my mouth.

  Chaz broke our kiss and stared into my eyes. “Pin me down and fuck me hard.”

  By then my willpower to be good had worn thin, and I didn’t need much encouragement to push him to his back, pin his hands above his head once more, and thrust hard into him. I gripped his hands so hard that my fingers went numb from lack of circulation, but the rest of my body burned with raw need.