by Kenna Grace
I took the last sip of the bubbly beverage and set my glass back down on the bar. “I think I’m ready for that dance now,” I said, feeling the liquid courage setting in.
Donovan gave me a smile and extended a hand. I took it in mine and he led the way towards the dance floor. He wrapped an arm around my waist and I set mine along his back. We moved slowly to the music, though we admitted to each other that neither of us was much of a dancer.
We danced to a few songs, though I wasn’t sure to how many exactly. I was too occupied enjoying being held in Donovan’s arms and taking in the musky scent of his aftershave. The dance floor was crowded, but it felt like we were the only two there in our own little universe.
When the song the band was playing finished, Donovan led me around and introduced me to some of the people he worked with.
I hadn’t had this much fun in ages and I had the realization that this was what dating was supposed to feel like. I still wasn’t sure I wanted to be anything else besides single right now, but Donovan was doing and saying things that were really making me reconsider.
We had a few more glasses of champagne and I was starting to feel much more relaxed. We danced to a few more songs, enjoying another glass of champagne after each one.
“Hey, want to step out for some fresh air?” Donovan asked.
“Yeah, I could use a little break.” I was having a great time, but a little rest from the loud music would be nice.
He took me by the hand and led me back out the front doors. As soon as they closed behind us, my ears started to ring from the sudden change in volume.
“So, what do you think about all this?” he asked, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into his chest.
I nestled my head into his chest, savoring the warmth being thrown off from his body. “It’s amazing. Thank you again for inviting me.”
He put a finger under my chin and lifted my head up, kissing me passionately on my lips. I slid a hand around his lower back and pulled him closer. Our lips pressed against each other’s with such passion I felt as though I needed them more than the air I was breathing.
Suddenly, the door behind us opened up again and a few people walked out, interrupting our moment of passion. I let out a chuckle as we broke our kiss.
“Should we head back inside?” I asked, feeling as though the moment had passed.
Donovan nodded his head in agreement and took my hand, leading me back inside. We went back to the bar and had another glass of champagne. We continued dancing and laughing the night away.
Shortly after midnight, the party started to die down. I was having a great time and despite being nervous when I had first arrived, I was little disappointed that it was now ending. Still, the night wasn’t over and it would have been nice to spend some alone time with Donovan on the drive back to my place. We were both relatively drunk by the end of the night, so Donovan ended up calling us a taxi.
We waited outside for it to arrive. The cool air stung my lungs with each inhale, but as much as I had enjoyed the party, it was nice to be outside where it was quieter. Donovan must have seen me shivering because he shifted himself closer to me and snaked an arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him.
Finally, the cab arrived and Donovan opened the door for me again. I stepped inside and slid to the far end of the seat. Donovan stepped in after me and took a seat next to me. The drive back to my place was quiet, but I enjoyed just being in his company. He sat close to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder as I nestled my head into his chest.
I rubbed my hand down his leg and I could see his bulge twitch beneath his pants. Donovan let out a little moan as he threw his head back and shut his eyes. Again, I slid my hand down his leg, but this time I let my thumb glide over his semi-erect cock.
He let out a raspy breath and started stroking my shoulder. I could hear his heart race as I pressed an ear against his chest.
“Here we are,” the taxi driver said as he pulled into my driveway. His voice made me jump. I’d nearly forgotten that we were in a cab and in fact not alone.
Donovan tugged on his pants and adjusted them before opening the door and stepping to the side to let me out. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for coming with me tonight.”
“Thank you for inviting me. I had a great time.” I’d had an amazing night and I didn't want it to end. I took a few steps up my driveway and turned back around to see Donovan climbing into the back of the cab.
“Hey, do you want to maybe come in for a cup of coffee?” I asked impulsively.
Donovan gave me a smile. “I could use a cup of coffee,” he replied nearly immediately. He paid the cab fare and walked up the driveway to meet me.
I wasn’t the type for one-night-stands and Donovan wasn’t my boyfriend. Hell, we hadn’t even had the talk about what we were doing. Were we exclusive? Was he just in this for fun? Was it too early to ask? I couldn’t answer those questions myself, but I knew that I wasn’t inviting Donovan in for just coffee.
6
Donovan
When Lachlan invited me to come inside, I agreed immediately. The sexual tension between us had been building all night and despite inviting me in for coffee, I knew it wasn’t exactly a cup of java he had in mind. If I wasn’t already positive that his words had another intention, the pheromones he was throwing off were something I couldn’t mistake. Lachlan wanted me bad and that turned me on even more.
As soon as our shoes were off and jackets hung up, I followed him into the kitchen. Lachlan filled the coffee machine with water and grabbed a couple mugs from the cupboard. My eyes were immediately glued to his ass when his back was turned to me, but it was his defined back that made my cock twitch. As he reached up on his toes to grab the mugs, his shirt tugged up just enough to expose a few inches of his lower back. His tight body flexed with his reach.
It wasn’t long until the machine started to beep and Lachlan poured us each a mug full. He brought it over to the table along with a bottle of cream and a little container of sugar. He took a seat next to me and reached for the cream. Just as he did, I reached for the sugar. Our arms brushed against each other and my breath quivered at his warm, soft skin. A jolt must have rushed through Lachlan as well because his arm twitched back, knocking over my cup of coffee. The liquid pooled on the table and splashed back up against his shirt.
“Shit,” Lachlan blurted out, jumping from his seat. “I’m so sorry.”
Just as he was about to move back to the counter to grab a paper towel, I reached out and grabbed his hand. He turned around to face me, looking a little caught off guard. “Leave it.”
His eyebrows rose a little. “I can make you another mug?” he offered.
A smile spread across my face. I knew he wanted me, but he was so nervous to make the first move. Fortunately, I wasn’t. “I don’t think you invited me in just for a cup of coffee.”
Lachlan bit down on his lower lip and dropped his head. His eyes peeked at me through his lashes. I circled my thumb around his hand. “I should at least get changed, this suit was only a rental,” he said.
A chuckle escaped the back of my throat. “I think that’s a good idea. Here, maybe I can give you a hand.” I stood up from my seat and moved directly in front of him. Hooking my thumbs onto either side of his shirt, I slowly tugged it upward to untuck them from his pants. My eyes stayed locked onto his. With his shirt untucked, I let it drape down his sides. Starting at the bottom of his shirt, I undid the buttons. I could feel his hot breath beading against my neck, each one more sporadic then the next. When I had made my way up to the last button, I let my hands rest against his torso and glided my fingers against his skin as I peeled his shirt off his body.
I could see his heart pound in his chest as I allowed his shirt to drop to the ground. I moved my hands along his back, feeling his defined muscles. Then, I dropped them back down, allowing only the tips of my fingers to coast over his ass. I gripped his belt in the fist of my hand.
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Almost as if his body was taken over, Lachlan leaned towards me and kissed the side of my cheek. Needing more, I moved my lips to meet his, hesitating for only a second to allow them to brush together before full on kissing him. Lachlan let out a soft moan and when he did, I broke away from our kiss to suck his lower lip into my mouth.
Lachlan reached his hands down and tugged my shirt from my pants. He began to unbutton it as I pressed my mouth back to his. This time, I let my tongue slip into his mouth. Our tongues rolled around each other’s. His hands clumsily fumbled at the buttons, unable to undo them while we poured our passion into each other.
Giving him a hand, I moved my hand back to my shirt and unbuttoned them myself. I grabbed the back of it and pulled it from my body, tossing it to the side. Lachlan pulled back a little to take in the sight of my bare chest. He ran his hand over my pecs and down my biceps.
He pressed his hands back against my chest, nearly making me stumble as he guided me out of the kitchen and towards the bedroom. When we made it to the foot of the bed, he pushed against my chest again, making me fall onto my back on the mattress. I put an arm under my head and allowed him to take over.
Lachlan licked his lips and stood between my legs. I watched as he unclasped my belt and undid the button to my pants. He zipped down the fly and pulled them off my legs. A look of amazement came to his eyes as he was greeted by my hard cock, which was standing proud from my trimmed bed of hair.
He licked his lips again as he pressed it against my belly and kneeled at the foot of the bed. His face moved towards it and he buried his nose into the hair, taking a deep inhale as he savored my scent. Then, without warning, his tongue glided from the bottom of my sac up the head of my cock. I let out a throaty moan as he swirled his tongue around the tip of the head to lap up my leaking pre-cum.
Keeping his eyes locked onto mine, I watched as Lachlan guided the head into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the rim a few times, driving me nearly insane. I watched in amazement as inch by inch, he took my length into his throat, not stopping until his mouth reached the base of my cock.
Going slow, he guided it partially back out, allowing his tongue to swirl against the length. As he started to increase suction, he wrapped one of his hands around the bottom half of my member. He sucked me hard as his hand pumped along. I could already feel my orgasm building and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer at this rate.
As if reading my mind, Lachlan slowed down and allowed my cock to fall from his mouth. He stood back up and made sure I was watching as he undid the clasp to his own pants. He let them fall to the ground as he stepped out of them. Making his way back to the bed, he crouched between my legs and kissed up my torso. Another moan came from the back of my throat as he kissed along my chest. He took my nipple into his mouth and sucked on it gently, only spitting it back out to move to the other. His lips travelled up my collar bone and to my neck. He purred into my ear and nibbled on the lobe.
No longer able to resist, I wrapped a hand around his back and flipped his body so I was on top of him. I ran a hand down his inner thigh as I moved onto my knees. I took a second to admire the generous length of his cock and exposed asshole. “Fuck,” I groaned when I realized my mistake.
Lachlan raised his eyebrows. “What is it?” he inquired, reaching down between his legs to stroke himself.
“I didn’t bring a condom,” I admitted, angry at how unprepared I had been. It had been a while since I last had sex and the thought escaped my mind.
A smile spread across Lachlan’s face and he nodded to the nightstand. “In the drawer.”
Reaching over to the stand, I opened the drawer and pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube. I let out a sigh of relief that Lachlan was a little more prepared than I had been. I ripped open the gold package and pulled out the condom. I pinched the end of it and rolled it down my length. Lachlan watched patiently as he continued to stroke himself. I opened the bottle of lube and applied a generous dollop to the palm of my hand and spread it across the tip of the condom.
Lachlan spread his legs wider for me and I slid myself towards him. With his free hand, he reached between my legs and took my shaft into his fist. He pressed the tip of my head against his beckoning hole.
Slowly, I rocked my hips towards him, allowing the head to enter him. Lachlan let out a moan as I started to fill him. Taking my time to allow his tight hole to adjust to my girth, I pressed my hips into him.
I rolled my hips towards him, wrapping my hands around his waist for support. When he became accustomed to my size, I picked up the pace. Lachlan pushed against me to match my rhythm.
“Oh, fuck,” he purred as he stroked himself while being filled by my length. I could feel his ring start to grip against my shaft and I watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Suddenly, his body started to jerk as ribbons of cum shot from his cock and up to his chest. As the last of his cum dribbled from the slit, I pulled my cock out and wrapped an arm around his leg. With one fluid motion, I turned his body so he was positioned on his arms and knees.
Lachlan arched his back, making his ass stick up into the air. I gave his cheeks a rough slap and he let out a whimper of pleasure. As I moved between his legs, he spread his knees to expose himself. I gripped the base of my cock and guided it back into his tight hole.
As I pressed my weight into him, he moaned and gripped the blanket in his fists. He rocked himself back to match my thrusts. I could feel my orgasm building now and I knew I was close.
Lachlan started to moan hard. “Orgasm… Don’t stop… Fuck.” His words came out slurred as I took him over the edge and his orgasm rolled through his body.
His ring squeezed against my cock, but it was his moans of pleasure that brought on my orgasm. My vision started to blur as my sac pulled up against my body. “Fuck,” I roared, as I started to cum hard. My body seized up from the intense pleasure, but when it did, Lachlan started rocking his hips back against me even harder. My orgasm was brought to a whole new level as his still pulsating asshole refused to stop until every drop of my cum was milked from my cock.
When my orgasm finally ended, I nearly collapsed from exhaustion. Lachlan was breathing heavily trying to catch his own breath as I pulled my length out of him. I rolled the condom off my cock and tossed it into the trash next to the bed.
It was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced and I still wasn’t entirely in control of my own body. I collapsed on the bed next to Lachlan and he rolled over to face me. I wrapped an arm under his back and pulled him close.
“That was amazing,” he announced, still trying to calm himself down.
I let out a chuckle and nodded my head, not sure if my heavy breathing would even allow me to form a complete sentence. Lachlan rested his head against my chest as we both lay in silence trying to collect ourselves. It didn’t take long until we both started to nod off.
7
Lachlan
I fluttered my eyes open and shut a few times, letting out a yawn as the sun poured in from the window and beamed against my face. The smell of dried cum and sweat still filled the room. My heart raced as I turned around to see Donovan still sleeping next to me.
I was half expecting him to have left in the middle of the night, but I let out a sigh of relief that he was still here. Reaching over to my night stand, I grabbed a glass of water and took a sip, trying to recall everything that had happened last night.
“Morning,” Donovan’s voice called out, raspy from just waking up.
I turned to face him and passed him the glass. “Morning to you as well.”
Donovan sat up and took a sip from the cup. “Thank you.”
“That was some night, hey? I hadn’t drunk that much in a while.” I slid myself over to him and rested my back against his chest.
He rubbed his fingers through my hair. “I’m glad you had a good time.”
I let out a moan and a shiver ran down my spine as I shut my eyes and enjoyed the massage.
His question made me feel warm and I was glad he wanted to still see me after having sex. Just as I was about to agree, I remembered I already had plans for the day. “I wish we could, but I actually have a home show I need to go to today.”
“Oh?” Donovan looked down at me.
I gave him a smile and looked at the clock. “Actually, going to have to get ready for it pretty soon.”
“Maybe I can come along with you? I don’t have any plans for the day.”
“You want to?” I loved the idea of spending more time with him, but I didn’t want him to feel pressured into going with me. “These things can get kind of boring.”
Donovan shrugged. “I mean, if it’s going to be boring, the least I can do is keep you company. You can consider it a thank you for being my date last night.”
I rolled my eyes. “You don’t have to thank me for coming last night. It was my pleasure, but if you want to come with me today, I could always use some company.”
“I’d love to,” he said, craning his neck to kiss me on the forehead.
Getting out of bed, I grabbed a change of clothes and tossed an extra pair of pants and a shirt to Donovan. “Don’t get me wrong, you look great in a tux, but I don’t think a home show warrants being so dressed up.”
Donovan let out a laugh and got dressed. We took my car as Donovan’s was still at the charity event from last night. The drive to the home show was quiet, but it wasn’t an awkward silence. It was the type of quiet that made you feel comfortable, the type where you didn’t need to say anything because everything was just right.
When we finally arrived, I showed Donovan around the house and showed him where we were going to be stationed for the next few hours. Our duty was to stand behind a booth just outside the front door and hand out information about the showing. “If you get bored, you can leave whenever you want. You don’t need to stick around just for me,” I told him again.
