Dance With Destiny

by Sloan Johnson

  “You’re getting much better at following directions; I might not have to punish you after all.” I bury my face into the mattress, stifling a groan. Tony pulls away from me and I whimper. From this position, I can only hear what’s going on behind me and my cock grows impossibly hard. Never before has the anticipation of having someone take me gotten to the point of painfully erect. His hands massage the globes of my ass, fingers dipping between barely grazing my entrance. My mind drifts back to the first time we were together, when he threatened to lead me to the edge of the cliff and then retreat over and over until I’m begging. That’s not going to take long tonight. I’ll be a whimpering, pleading mess in about ten seconds if he doesn’t get on with it.

  Not daring to turn and see what Tony’s doing, I close my eyes, allowing my other senses to heighten. I hear Tony’s zipper and then the contents of his pockets jangling as his pants hit the floor. Next, the packet rips open. The bottle of lube opens again and I hear him squeezing some into his hand before the wet sounds of him coating his cock fill the room. “Please, Tony,” I plead, wiggling my ass a bit, enticing him to get on with it.

  A sharp slap hits my right ass cheek. I yelp at the unexpected pain and then moan as Tony rubs away the sting. A second smack hits the other cheek and I push my ass into his fingers as he massages that side. “I told you to be still.”

  If this is his idea of punishment, he might need to think of something else because I’m ready to purposely defy him again, just so I can feel his fingers kneading the globes of my ass after each strike. Tony’s left hand grips my flesh, spreading me so my prepared hole is bared to him. “Can’t wait to be in this ass, Dominic. Going to be so fucking good.”

  The slick head of his cock brushes across my entrance and I clench my eyes tight, reminding myself that if I move, he’ll stop. Each time I feel the tip nearing my hole, I tense momentarily in anticipation, only to be left wanting as he taunts me by rubbing himself all the way from the tip of my cock, past my taint to where I need him to be.

  “If you want me so bad, take me already,” I growl, my patience waning. The prick is doing this on purpose, trying to drive me crazy with anticipation, wondering when he’ll finally drive that thick cock home.

  Which is now, apparently. “Fuck, Tony! Give me more, please…don’t stop…fuck, yes!” Tony cautiously buries himself until I feel his balls resting against mine. The searing heat combined with the almost uncomfortable fullness has me ready to explode again.

  After giving me a few seconds to get used to his size, Tony begins to move inside of me with long, slow thrusts. “Fuck, your ass is amazing,” he moans. His body covers mine, making it difficult to stay in this position. He drops open-mouthed kisses across my shoulders and then down my spine. “Want you to come with me, Dominic. Fuck your hand while I take care of this sweet ass. But don’t you dare come without me.”

  I shift my weight, reaching between my legs, working the length of my cock in time with his quickening thrusts. I can feel him swelling inside of me, and throw my head back for an awkward kiss. Tony stills, squeezing the base of my cock uncomfortably to keep my orgasm just out of reach.

  “Not ready to be done with you,” he scolds, slapping my ass twice in quick succession. Once we both have a chance to calm down a bit, he begins again, alternating long and slow with quick and hard strokes.

  Tony’s hands dig into my ass, pulling me back to the edge of the bed so he’s standing behind me. The way his hand tenderly caresses my spine is in direct contrast with the way he pummels his cock deep inside my body, brushing my prostate with every pass. “Tony…need to come,” I warn him, knowing there’s no way I’ll be able to keep from exploding.

  “Come for me, baby.” The moment he says the words, it’s like something shifts inside of me and the spray of my release hits the bedspread. I feel Tony’s entire body tense as he fills the condom, screaming my name the entire time.

  I roll as we collapse onto the bed, both of our legs hanging over the edge. “It’s a good thing you have a king size bed,” Tony chuckles, pulling me closer to him. I’m not normally a cuddly person, but with Tony, it feels right. He rubs his hand along my side as he kisses and bites my neck.

  “Hmmm?” I respond, still unable to form words. I didn’t pass out, but Tony definitely gave me the best orgasm in recent memory. My entire body is still a quivering ball of nerves as he kneads my muscles.

  “I told you I was going to taste you coming in my mouth and I fully intend to deliver on that promise.” I roll over in the bed so we’re facing one another. It would be foolish to think this is anything more than a one or two-night fling, but I realize as Tony continues telling me what he plans to do to me, that’s exactly what I want. “You stay there and I’ll be right back.”

  “You do realize it’s generally frowned upon to invite yourself to spend the night with someone, right?” I call out.

  Tony’s cell phone chimes while he’s in the bathroom. He surprises me when he kneels next to me on the bed and runs the hot washcloth over my overly sensitive skin. “I’m pretty sure we’re past common courtesy at this point, and I don’t hear you complaining about the idea of round two later.”

  I really should move, but I’m really comfortable where I’m at. Tony heads for the bathroom again and I close my eyes. When he looks at the text message, he lets out a roar of laughter. I look up as he taps out a reply and I’m pleasantly surprised when he flops down next to me and turns the display so I can see what he’s typing.

  Yes, I definitely owe you one.

  “Kennedy,” he says, clearing the confusion in my eyes. The phone chimes again. He shifts so he’s sitting with his back against the headboard, patting the mattress between his legs. I smile as I gingerly move to sit with my back leaning against his chest. Tony picks up his phone, holding it in front of me.

  If you used everything in that envelope, you owe me a hell of a lot more than one. Love you. Tell Dominic I say hi and that if he hurts you, I’ll tear off his balls with my bare hands.

  Instinctively, I move to cover myself. “You know I’m not going to hurt you, right?” To hurt someone, there would have to be an emotional investment and neither of us is stupid enough to let our hearts go where only our dicks belong. Right?

  “I know, baby. And I promise you the same.” I smile at the term of endearment. Tony slides out from behind me and guides my head down to the pillows. I reach to turn out the light and feel his arm draping over my body. Tony might be the first guy I’ve been attracted to who’s massive enough to make me feel small in his embrace. Once again, sleep seems to be eluding me.

  “Tony?” I whisper, not wanting to wake him if he’s already sleeping. I’m physically exhausted, but somehow, the ending of my night has only raised more questions than were already racing through my mind.

  “Hmmm,” he hums, kissing the back of my head as his fingers ghost over my stomach.

  Now, I’m second-guessing everything I want. Grow a pair, Dom. “You’re not…you know…” Jesus, this shouldn’t be so hard. We’re both adults, he just had his cock buried so far up my ass I felt it in every cell of my body, so why can’t I just ask him about his preferences?

  “Spit it out, Dominic,” he urges. “Otherwise, I’m going to catch a little bit of sleep before I make good on my promise.” My flaccid dick jumps to life at the thought of those firm lips taking me deep.

  “Sorry, this is all a bit weird for me,” I admit.

  Tony grips my shoulders and rolls me so we’re looking at one another. “What’s weird? Talk to me, please,” he pleads. “Look, Dominic, I like you. A lot, in case you couldn’t tell. I know there’s not going to be a forever for us, but there can be a for-now for us. But only if you’ll talk to me.”

  “You’re right.” Tony places a kiss on my cheek before pressing my face to rest against his chest. This sweet, caring side of Tony is a stark contrast to the possessive, demanding man who broke into my hotel room. “And that sounds good to me, but I need
to know…you don’t expect me to be your slave or anything like that, do you?”

  My head bounces on Tony’s chest as he’s overcome with laughter. He pulls me on top of him so our bodies are lined up from head to toe. “What in the fuck gave you that idea?”

  “Fuck, I don’t know. I guess…I just…the way you were talking about punishment and it’s pretty apparent that you like being in control. I just wanted to make sure that’s not what you’re looking for because getting a little freaky is one thing, but I’m not always going to bow to your wishes.”

  Rather than respond, Tony claims my mouth in a heated tangle of tongues as he grinds his hips into mine. Despite the recent release, both of us are quickly gearing up for round two. “I think part of why I like you is because I know that. But damn, the way you hand over control to me is hotter than hell. I do like the thought of you knowing exactly who’s in the lead here, but I’d never try to silence you.”

  “Okay.” I don’t move off his chest as I relax. We won’t be able to stay this way for long, but for the moment, I love the feel of the heat of our bodies with the cool air around us. “Do you really want this to be more than one night, or was that one of those heat of the moment things?”

  “I want whatever you’re willing to give me.” Tony kisses the crown of my head, sliding my body back to the side of his. He wraps his arms around my back so I can’t move away from him. “But for now, we need to get some sleep. Caroline’s got more shit planned for tomorrow and it’s been a long day.”

  Right now, both my aching dick and I hate him. I’d try to push for him to finish what he started, but I’m pretty sure both of us are spent at this point. As I succumb to exhaustion, I’m alarmed by the realization that it may be too late to keep feelings out of this equation.

  This is the first morning since coming home that I feel rested. I crack my eyes open, shielding them from the offensive sunlight flooding the room and see Dominic’s body draped over mine, his bare ass sticking into the air. Rather than waking him, I reach for the remote and turn on the television. Re-runs of a cop drama play in the background and I rub slow circles down Dominic’s back. The feeling of him sleeping in my arms is far too comfortable, but I lie to myself by saying that I’ll be fine as long as I remember exactly what this is.

  “Good morning.” Dominic’s scratchy voice pulls me out of my thoughts. His lips seal around my nipple as he reaches to the other one, pinching and twisting. “Sleep well?”

  I groan when he gets out of bed and I’m forced to watch him walk around the hotel room naked as the day he was born. When he bends over to get something out of the dresser, I have to grip the sheets to keep from lunging at him to pull him back into the bed with me. We agreed last night that we’re going to enjoy the time we do have together and I’m not ready to share that time with family.

  “Tony?” Looking up, I see dark, worried eyes staring down at me. “Are you okay?” Dominic sits on the bed next to me, running his fingers through my hair.

  “Yeah, fine. Why don’t you come back to bed? We have time before we have to head downstairs.” To keep him from escaping, I lock my arms around his waist and begin biting a path across his hip. His body tenses, then relaxes as he lays down beside me.

  “Tony…” Dom protests. “We can sneak back up here later, but we really don’t have time for this.”

  “Sure we do,” I argue. I wrap my hand around his morning wood, squeezing gently. “But you’re wasting precious minutes right now.”

  Dominic moves so his body is over mine and begins a steady rhythm with both of his hands wrapped around our cocks. “Have to…hurry…” he practically pants. Digging my fingers into his shoulders, I pull him down for an intoxicating kiss. Dominic nips at my bottom lip, drawing it into his mouth with just enough pressure to draw my sac tight against my body, thinking about that suction around the head of my dick.

  In a quick movement, I flip Dominic onto his back as I reach for the lube. “That’s enough of that,” I tease. Coating two fingers, I inch my way down his body until my face is so close that I can smell his arousal. “I’m a man of my word.”

  Dominic lifts his head off the pillows, watching as my tongue circles the thick, weeping head of his cock. I hold his gaze as my tongue dips into his slit, lapping every drop of pre-cum he’ll give me. “Oh God, Tony!” His words become less coherent as I take him to the back of my throat, sliding my middle finger across his taint.

  At the exact moment I breach his entrance, both of our cell phones start ringing. “Fuck!” I shout, pulling away from Dominic. I grip his cock as I answer my phone, loving the way he’s struggling to carry on a conversation with whoever’s calling him.

  “What?” I answer gruffly.

  “Well good morning to you too,” my sister laughs. I could seriously kill her right about now. “Just calling to remind you that we’re having a family brunch this morning. Are you coming?”

  “That’s what I was working on, but then I got cockblocked by my favorite sister,” I groan, leaning down to lick the tip of Dominic’s cock as my sister freaks on the other end of the line.

  Dominic stumbles over his words and slaps my shoulder as he begins to lose control. “Baby, not…now…oh, shit!” I set the phone down on the bed, taking Dominic to the hilt as his body begins to buck off the bed, swallowing every last drop of his release. “You’re going to pay for that,” he hisses, turning his attention back to he was talking to. Probably Andrew, seeing as my sister called me at the exact same time.

  “…down here in twenty minutes. Tony? Did you hear a word I just said?” Caroline’s irritated with me, but it’s worth it for the sexed out, dazed look on Dominic’s face. “Hang on…” I can hear Andrew talking to her in the background, but can’t make out what they’re saying. “Anthony Orlando DeLuca! Do not tell me you did what Andrew’s pretty sure you did with your sister on the phone!”

  Dominic’s face flushes and we both bust out laughing. “No worries, sis. I’m not one to kiss and tell.” I lean over, kissing Dom, loving the feeling of his tongues sliding between my lips. Before she can answer, I end the call and toss my phone onto the bed.

  “I should kick your ass,” Dominic threatens as he tumbles out of bed, shaking his head as he rummages through the drawers. “How am I supposed to look either of them in the eye? Here, these should fit you.” He tosses a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved polo shirt next to me before disappearing into the bathroom.

  “Need any help in there?” I offer, knowing there’s no way we’ll meet my sister’s demand that we be in the banquet room in less than twenty minutes if I follow him. Again, it’s all about priorities, and Dominic is worth just about whatever ire she can toss my way.

  “Don’t even think about it.” Dominic pokes his head around the corner. “And just so you don’t think I’m ungrateful, it was fucking amazing. Now you just need to work on when it’s appropriate to do things like that. I think you’re the one who’s turned on by the idea of getting caught.”

  Fuck yes, I am. But I know he is too. While I sit on the bed waiting for my turn in the shower, I begin plotting all the things I want to do to and with Dominic.

  Twenty-six minutes later, my arms are wrapped around Dominic’s waist as we wait for the elevator. I know that I have to say what’s on my mind, but I’m delaying it for as long as possible because I don’t see any way my next demand won’t kill the high we’re both riding right now. Leaning in, I gently suck the hollow behind his ear. “When do you fly back?” I ask, pushing my worries to the back of my mind.

  “I’ll leave Tuesday morning to head up to see my dad. It’s the off-season for me, so I don’t have to be back to Phoenix until the second. I’ll probably be back down here the day after Christmas.” Dominic turns around in my arms, shoving his hands in the back pockets of the jeans he loaned me. They’re tighter than I’d like, but it beats doing the walk of shame into brunch with my family. “Are you trying to get rid of me already?” he teases.

 
“Never,” I promise him. It’s way too soon for me to tell him that it’s a bit depressing to know that there’s an expiration date on whatever is building between us. “More like I want to know how many more times I can make you come so you won’t forget me once you go back to your real life.”

  The elevator doors open and we step inside the empty car. “Dominic, there’s something I need to say, but you have to be willing to hear me out.”

  Dominic reaches around my body to depress the stop button. I cringe, imagining an alarm blaring, clueing everyone in to the fact that the two of us are holding up the elevator’s descent, but there’s nothing. Still, I begin speaking quickly on the off-chance that there’s a delayed alarm.

  “Look, I like you. I mean, really like you and that freaks me out a bit. I’m not going to get all sappy again, but you need to know that before I say anything else.” I suck in a deep breath before continuing and feel Dominic reaching for me. The pressure of his palm against the back of my neck gives me the strength I need. He steps close enough that our bodies are almost touching, but not quite. I want to pull him to me, to draw strength from him, but I don’t deserve that. There’s a good chance he’s going to split as soon as I work up the courage to let him know what a complete coward I am. Yes, I know how fucked up that sounds, but such is my life.

  “I’m sure you’ve realized that I’m not out to anyone but Caroline and Andrew. I don’t like lying to my family, but this is the way it has to be right now. My parents are decent enough people, but they’re a bit inflexible when it comes to how they see our lives versus what we want to do. The way I feel about you is dangerous for me. If it seems like I’m ignoring you once we get to brunch, I need you to understand that it’s nothing personal.” Dominic releases the stop button and I begin to feel like I’m out of the woods. And then he backs away from me and I know I’m royally screwed.