by Tatum Throne
He shuddered. Adam had to stop thinking about Seth. He needed to think about work to get Seth off his mind, but he couldn’t think about work without thinking about Seth. He was so screwed.
They wanted him to join SWAT. Adam wasn’t sure he was emotionally ready to be in the field like that again. He closed his eyes, trying to forget, but all he could do was remember the past. Heated sand had an odor of rotten dirt and rock. Adam hated that smell.
The ambush took them by surprise. They were on the border of Afghanistan and Pakistan, working border crossings in Afghanistan. A car had blown through the crossing, and they pursued. Heat and bullets rained down on their unit. There was no way out. They were trapped within the valley of the mountain range with only their Humvees for protection. They came to a stop when they lost the truck in the winding valley. They got out of the Humvees, looking around. Adam trained his scope on the mountain range just as the hair on the back of his neck stood up. A flash of light caught his eye from the scope trained on them. He fired, taking the shooter out.
Sand exploded around him. They called in backup that was too far away and wouldn’t be coming anytime soon. Pain tore through Adam’s shoulder. He was knocked to the ground, unable to move. Shouts erupted, and Adam was dragged to safety.
Adam snapped out of the past when laughter echoed through the dorm. He shut off the shower water, dried off, and changed for bed. When he got out of the bathroom, he found Seth out cold in the bunk near his. Did Seth know that he purposely took the room away from the rest of the SWAT crew to get some sleep? Adam shut the door, taking down the light from the security lighting in the hall. Adam slipped into bed and fell into a hard, fitful sleep. It was then that the nightmare began.
Adam was in the desert again. Sweat soaked through his tactical clothes, heating his skin. The bullet tore through his shoulder, knocking him to the ground. He cried out. A hand grabbed Adam’s arm, shaking him. Pain seared through his body. Adam groaned as he flipped his attacker off of him, pinning him to the desert sand.
“Adam.”
Adam’s eyes flashed open. Darkness surrounded Adam. Cement and not sand was beneath his body.
“Adam.”
Adam was on top of someone. “Seth?”
“Talk to me.”
Hands smoothed over Adam’s face. “Bad dreams.”
Adam tried to move, but Seth wouldn’t let him up. He held him tight, and it felt so right to be within Seth’s arms again. He felt safe. He felt home. He felt as though everything wrong from his past was made right when they were together.
“Don’t run from me.”
It would be so easy to tell Seth everything. He wanted to, but he couldn’t find the words to heal his soul.
“Talk to me, please,” Seth whispered.
The urgency in Seth’s voice was a temptation too hard to ignore. “Do you remember how I did two tours in Afghanistan?”
“You mentioned.”
“I have bad dreams sometimes.”
“Fuck me.”
Tears wet his face. There was a hiccup in Adam’s voice when he tried to speak. “I can’t get them to stop.”
“I’ve got you. Everything is going to be okay.”
Soft kisses were placed over Adam’s face. His heart raced. He never thought his lover would be his soft place to fall or his strength. “Seth.”
Their lips met. They kissed hard with their tongues twining. Adam’s cock punched out in search of Seth. They both had one goal in mind as they kissed. Seth reached between their hips and grabbed Adam’s shaft, stroking his cock through his thin cotton boxers. Pre-cum dripped from his tip.
Seth muscled Adam’s cock out of his boxers. “Kneel over the bunk.”
Adam fisted his hands into his sleeping bag as Seth spread his knees wide. He felt Seth tip his cockhead between his ass cheeks, but suddenly pull away. Seth leaned down, licking the rim of his ass. Adam groaned, biting his teeth down into the sleeping bag as Seth pushed his prick inside. Seth grabbed his hips, taking him in quick, slapping strokes that made Adam’s cock rub against the sleeping bag. Seth leaned down, licking his way over the back of Adam’s neck. He scraped his teeth over Adam’s shoulder. His hand locked around the head of Adam’s cock. Adam was so close to coming that his balls hurt. Seth polished Adam’s cockhead.
“Come.”
Adam’s body jerked as his orgasm twisted up his cock. His hot spunk shot from his tip, landing into his sleeping bag. Seth’s prick hardened. He yanked his cock out of Adam’s ass, shooting his cum up over Adam’s backside. They were both breathing hard as they came down. Seth kissed his way over Adam’s ear.
“I love you, Seth. I’ve always been in love with you.”
Adam felt Seth stiffen as though he’d been slapped back into reality by a metal beam. Adam’s confession knocked the mood off for both of them.
Seth sighed. “We can’t be together like that, Adam. It won’t work out for us long term. We can’t work together and be together.”
Adam pulled up his boxers as Seth sat down on the bunk near his. “I think you’re wrong.”
“I’m not. I’ve seen relationships ruin careers,” Seth said. “We can’t let what we have ruin our opportunities.”
“Then I’m taking the job with SWAT.”
“I think that would be a good idea for both of us. Your position with SWAT will give us time away from each other.”
This time Seth didn’t try to stop him when he pulled away. Adam couldn’t believe Seth really didn’t love or want him. He yanked on his jeans and a T-shirt. He was going for a long walk to cool off. Things would eventually work out between them. Adam just wasn’t sure if they would work out the way he wanted them to.
Chapter Twelve
“Are you going to ignore me all day?”
Adam stiffened. Seth’s words were softly erotic and husky with the right amount of annoyance to flick Adam on hard and fast. Adam froze as Seth came around to stand in front of him. “No. I just don’t see any reason to see you.”
His SWAT training was over. Adam was back to work with Seth, but they were both going out of their way to ignore each other. Adam was exhausted, physically and mentally. His body hurt from training, and his emotions were all over the board. They were in the kitchen. Adam set the coffee pot back on the burner, heading down the hallway to his office.
Seth followed. “We need to talk.”
Adam didn’t want to talk. He was sad and disappointed with Seth. How could he just let go of what they had together? The day had skipped by with little interaction with Seth. It was for the best. He probably wasn’t happy with him for wanting to do SWAT. He went into his office, setting his cup of coffee down on his desk.
“So talk.”
Seth kicked the door shut with his foot, locking it. It was late, and he was only one of a few staff now placed in the east wing of the second floor.
A flick of pain skipped through Seth’s blue gaze before he locked it away. “You’re giving up on us because I won’t say that I love you?”
“Yes.”
“You knew the rules when we went into this. You knew you wouldn’t be spending the night and that there wouldn’t be any happily ever after for us.”
“Yeah, I did, and I think your rules suck. They were meant to protect you. Not me.”
“You think we can have it all? Is that it? You want to move in with me and shack up?”
“Yes.”
“Life doesn’t work that way, Adam.”
Adam’s breath left him. “I love you. God help me, I don’t know why. You’re arrogant, cocky, and controlling. You want to screw up what we have.”
“You like me taking control.”
He did. He loved all of it. He wanted more like a drug that would completely ruin his life. “Then why don’t you grow some balls and take control of our future.”
Heat flashed through Seth’s eyes, but his voice was deathly calm. “Is that a challenge?”
“It is. I don’t think you have th
e balls to take control of me. I think you’re afraid of me. You’re afraid of how I make you feel.”
Seth growled, pushing Adam up against the wall. “I have the balls, and they’re bigger than yours.”
The corner of Adam’s mouth ticked up. “Prove it. The last two times we were together, I was blindfolded. I know how big mine are. How big are yours?”
Seth was breathing hard as he stepped away. He ran a hand through his red hair. “I don’t have to prove anything to you.”
Adam reached between their bodies, locking his hand on Seth’s throbbing cock. He stroked Seth’s cock through his dress pants. “I’d do anything to have you,” Adam whispered.
“Anything?” Seth asked.
Adam rubbed him harder, purposely using his arousal to drive his point home. He thumbed the tip of his cockhead with slow, teasing strokes. “Yes.”
Agony and desire played over Seth’s face. He bit his lip, trying to keep his heavy breathing in check. Adam’s cock was filled painfully hard. He wanted Seth rubbing him off, too, but that was not going to happen now.
“Fuck me. You’re going to ruin both of our careers by doing this here. We are going to get caught.”
Adam could see that Seth was close to coming, but he couldn’t go all the way if Seth didn’t give him everything. “Do you want me?” Adam asked.
“You know the answer to that.”
“Well, you can’t have me.”
Surprise moved through Seth’s eyes as Adam released his pulsating cock. Seth slammed his palm against the wall. “Fucking tease.”
“You play, but I play for keeps. That’s the difference between you and me.”
Seth came in close, threading his fingers into Adam’s dark hair. A shiver zipped down Adam spine. Adam was losing control, not that he ever had it when it came to having Seth. Seth fisted his fingers into Adam’s hair.
“Newsflash, you’re mine.”
“Am I?”
“You need to learn something about discipline,” Seth said. “On your knees.”
“I thought you didn’t want to do this here?”
Seth yanked his tie loose, ripping it from around his neck. There was heat and passion in the blue depths of his eyes. Adam knew he was about to lose this round.
“We do this where I want, when I want.”
Adam hesitated for only a moment as he got down on his knees. It was late, almost seven in the evening. The corridor was quiet. Seth was waiting with his hands on his hips. His tie hung from the tips of his fingers on his left hand.
“Hands on your head. Link your fingers,” Seth ordered.
Seth wove the tie through the crook of Adam’s arm, around the back of Adam’s neck and out the other side. Seth pulled the straps tight, wrapping them around his palms.
“Unzip me.” Adam started to move his hand, but Seth shook his head no. “With your mouth.”
Adam sniffed his way over Seth’s rock-hard cock, sucking and biting him gently through his pants. Seth growled, pulling Adam back with the tie.
“Unzip me with your tongue.”
Erotic revenge was on Adam’s mind as he pretended to fumble with the tiny bronze clasp, using his wide jaw to rub Seth’s shaft. He heard Seth’s frustrated groan as Adam licked his tongue under the bronze zipper, catching it with his teeth. Adam pulled the zipper down slowly. He used his lips to open the zipper wide. Adam used the heat of his breath to blow through the cotton fabric as though he were blowing steam onto a chilled window.
“Release my cock.”
Black boxers kept Seth’s cock locked down tight. The window in the front was impossible to work his hard prick out of. So, Adam used the break to slip his tongue through the gap to tease Seth’s cock. He used the rough edge of his tongue to lick Seth’s shaft, sucking the small part of him he could touch. Seth arched back, thrusting his hips up for more. A muffled groan escaped Seth’s mouth when Adam released his cock.
There was a black leather buckle in the way. Adam wasn’t sure how he was going to get around it to get to Seth’s cock. Using his teeth, he yanked the leather through his belt loops and the clasp. With his tongue, Adam caught the hook, pulling it from the hole in the leather. Adam grabbed the clasp, yanking the belt open.
“Nice.”
A seductive growl echoed from Seth’s lips within the room. Adam worked the connection on Seth’s pants with his teeth and tongue, unclasping them. The corners of Seth’s dress slacks fell open, and his dress shirt fell over his boxers. A shiver skipped down Adam’s cock as he edged his head under Seth’s shirttails. He worked his tongue over Seth’s exposed skin, kissing his way over Seth’s navel. Using his teeth, Adam hooked his teeth over the top of Seth’s boxers, biting the cotton fabric. He yanked them down, pulling them below Seth’s balls.
Seth’s heavy cock slapped him in the face with an audible whack. Adam licked his way up over Seth’s cockhead, teasing him with soft kisses.
“What do you want from me now?” Adam asked.
“Suck me.”
A shiver of need vibrated through Adam’s body. Adam’s cock pressed at an awkward angle in his pants. The angle was painfully sweet. Adam edged closer, rubbing his hips against Seth’s leg. The move eased the tension in his cock by releasing it from its trap. He didn’t want to fall so easily for Seth, but he had. He wouldn’t wait forever for Seth to decide if things would go further. Adam was going to show him what love was all about by sucking his cock.
Adam kissed his way down Seth’s cock, sucking and licking his balls one at a time. Adam pulled back, smoothing his tongue up his long prick. When Adam got to his pulsating cockhead, he swirled and undulated his tongue over the edge. Adam locked on to Seth’s plump cockhead, taking him into his hot mouth. Seth groaned, using the tie to move him back and forth on his dick. Adam’s cock ached with the need to be played with. Pre-cum dripped from Adam’s swollen prick. Adam rolled his tongue over the smooth ridges of his cockhead, licking his way down over the thick veins that pulsed through his dick. Adam took him deep. Seth locked one of his hands into his hair, trying to stop him from going hard.
Adam licked his way off and quickly swirled his way back on. Seth was breathing hard as he used the tie as leverage to thrust in and out of his mouth. Adam lightly scrapped his teeth over his cockhead, catching them on the thick ridge.
“Fuck, yeah. Suck me, Adam.”
Hungry for more, Adam sucked the tip of him the way he liked it. He rippled his tongue over his sweet, plump head until Seth was throbbing with the need to release. Adam licked the rough edge of his tongue under the sensitive side of his shaft. Seth’s cock stiffened, kicking out against Adam’s tongue. Adam knew he was close. He felt Seth’s orgasm building deep within his hard shaft. Seth’s prick flexed out, sending shots of cum over Adam’s lips. The rest hit Adam’s blue dress shirt. Seth was breathing hard as he looked down at Adam. Like an obedient sub, Adam waited for his next order.
“Meet me at my house in an hour,” Seth said.
Seth pulled his tie out from Adam’s arms. He helped Adam up, giving him a sensual kiss. He worked his tie back in place, tucked his shirt back in, and headed out the door. Adam caressed his pounding cock. He couldn’t leave work until his prick calmed down. He sat back in his office chair. So much for keeping things professional at work. Adam ran his hands down his face. What the hell were they doing? Adam’s gaze settled on the tent pole in his pants. A wet spot had spread across the corner from pre-cum. He had to change into his workout clothes before he left work. There was no way he could go home like this.
* * * *
An hour later, Adam was standing outside Seth’s apartment door. He pressed his hand against the doorframe. He was having second thoughts about being there. Adam couldn’t do this anymore without a commitment. Adam closed his eyes, listening. The sound of a piano echoed through the apartment. The music was classical and beautiful. The baby grand piano sat in the living room by the windows. Adam had no idea that Seth knew how to play or that he was so gi
fted. Something magical clicked in Adam’s heart. There was so much he didn’t know about Seth. Adam wanted to know everything.
He knew that Seth drank only one cup of coffee a day. He didn’t smoke. He preferred rock to country. He liked to ride a motorcycle, well, used to anyway. He ate healthy, usually packing his meals, whereas Adam ate on the fly. They were complete opposites. It was probably why they got along so well. They did get along well. Probably because they were both in love with each other. Adam lifted his hand to knock and frowned. They worked together. They shouldn’t be carrying on like this. It was only a matter of time before someone from the job found out and reported them. Down the long hallway, the elevator dinged.
He was going to take the chance and knock on Seth’s door one last time. If Seth didn’t ask him to stay the night tonight, it was over. Adam lifted his hand and knocked.
The piano music stopped. Adam heard Seth’s footsteps. He opened the door, looking amused and annoyed all at the same time.
“You’re late,” Seth teased.
The corners of Adam’s mouth lifted as he went inside the foyer. “I have to keep you wanting.”
The door slammed shut behind Adam. Seth grabbed Adam’s package, giving it a rough shake. “I think I was the one that left you wanting.”
Adam’s cock flexed up into Seth’s palm. “Who’s the fucking tease now?”
“I’m not your tease. I’m your Dom. Follow me.” Seth started to turn, but stopped abruptly. “Undress here. Now.”
He undressed slowly, purposely taking his sweet as time. When he was finally undressed, Adam stroked his hard prick. Adam’s cock hung heavy. He stroked his throbbing dick, tip to base, purposely trying to get a rise out of Seth. His defiance didn’t go unnoticed. Seth reached out, palming Adam’s dick and leading him to the kitchen.
“Hands on the island.”
