“Jesus,” Logan moaned as he looked over his shoulder and saw Dom’s face buried between his cheeks. The man was tonguing him, the hot little appendage stroking and sucking on him. It was an erotic sight to watch, but his body was too overcome with how good it felt and Logan dropped his forehead on the bed. Over and over Dom played with him and moans kept escaping from Logan’s lips as he clenched his fists into the bedding. And when Dom’s tongue pushed inside him, Logan did scream and he reached for his cock in desperation.
“It’s too good!” he shouted as he pumped his hips desperately into his hands. But Dom reached around and grabbed his hand, forcing it away from his length.
“Not yet,” Dom murmured against his skin, his breath tormenting his hole further. Dom’s fingers returned and this time he did push the tip of one in, the cold lube so different from the hot tongue that had tortured him so briefly. His insides stretched and burned as it tried to accommodate Dom’s thick finger and Logan fought through the pain that came with it. But when another finger joined the first, Logan shook his head.
“It’s too much,” he said even though his body seemed to be sucking Dom’s digits in once he got past the outer muscle.
“Shhh,” Dom whispered as he lowered his weight down over Logan’s back, the heat from his warm body seeping into Logan. The fingers had stopped moving, but Logan felt full…too full. He was about to tell Dom he couldn’t do this when Dom suddenly curled his fingers and hit something inside of Logan that had him seeing stars.
“Oh God!”
He felt Dom trailing kisses along his back as he did the move again, then again. Within seconds, Logan was pushing back on those amazing fingers as little firecrackers of delight began to pop under his skin. Dom leaned back and Logan felt more lube dribble onto his hole. Dom scissored his fingers inside of Logan and then pushed a third finger in. Logan bit into the sheets at the stinging that accompanied it, but another stroke of his prostate had the pain fading into the background. He felt hot all over and sweat trickled down his forehead as his body worked to accept Dom’s invasion. He heard what sounded like the condom being opened and if he hadn’t been too overwhelmed with the sensation of it all, he would have been impressed that Dom could keep him impaled with one hand while he got himself ready with the other.
When the fingers were gently pulled from his body, Logan tried to push back to maintain the connection. But as the last one left his body with a slight tug, he felt incredibly empty and nearly sobbed at the loss.
“Shhh, it’s okay baby,” Dom whispered as he leaned over him and ran his tongue along the outer shell of his ear. “I’m going to make it feel so good,” he promised before leaning back. Logan nodded and then braced himself when he felt the head of Dom’s cock touch his entrance.
***
Dom watched as the tip of his cock disappeared into Logan’s body and the heat that welcomed it was overwhelming. It took everything in him not to thrust forward and claim Logan the way he wanted. His body shook with lust as Logan lay folded over on the bed in complete submission. He’d felt the tension reappear the second his cock had touched Logan’s opening, but Logan hadn’t tried to draw away or ask him to stop. The trust was humbling and it was the only thing that kept him from forcing his way past the tight muscle that was trying to deny his entry. Instead of pushing his hips forward, Dom let his big hands explore Logan’s back and sides, his fingers dipping and following every muscle. He felt Logan shiver beneath him and then the man was pushing back on him. That muscle was still fighting him though, so Dom put his hands on Logan’s hips, then pushed hard enough to get past it.
Logan’s cry of pain had him stopping and he said, “That’s it baby, it’ll be easier now.”
Logan was panting so hard he couldn’t speak, but Dom saw his hand reach behind him and seek out Dom’s thigh. The grip on his cock was almost painful, but the touch on his thigh tore something open inside of him. If there was any hope that he’d be able to walk away from this and just consider it another sex act, it was obliterated with that brief contact – that signal that Logan still wanted him there, trusted him, needed him. The only thing that could make this better was if he could take Logan from the front so he could see those hauntingly beautiful eyes glaze over with newfound passion.
Dom clasped the hand on his thigh, then leaned over Logan and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you so good, Logan.” He was rewarded with a moan and then felt Logan’s body accept him further inside. “Suck me in,” he ordered as he leaned down to lick his way up Logan’s spine. Another grunt and half his cock was buried. He released Logan’s hand and searched out the other man’s cock which had initially gone soft at his entry, but was now quickly coming back to life. He began stroking it slowly.
Taking his left hand from where it had been gripping Logan’s hip, he reached up and grabbed Logan by the hair, forcing his head back, making sure it stung just a little bit. “The pleasure burns the pain away,” he murmured before he reached down and kissed Logan. It was carnal and rough and Logan seemed to revel in it because he fought Dom for control even as his lower half gave up the fight and let Dom sink the rest of the way in. Both men groaned and Dom gave Logan one last kiss before rearing back and slowly pulling his cock out of Logan carefully before thrusting back in. He still had a hold of Logan’s hair with one hand, his cock with the other and the knowledge that he now controlled the man in every way had him increasing the pace of his thrusts. Logan grunted at the rough treatment, but the fact that he pushed back against Dom on every upstroke reassured Dom that the other man was enjoying the domination.
“Harder,” Logan moaned and Dom accommodated him by releasing his hair and pushing Logan’s shoulders down so his chest met the bed. He held him there like that as he began pounding into him and his hand increased its stroking of Logan’s erection. Electricity fired in his veins as his pleasure ratcheted up with each plunge and when Logan’s inner muscles clamped down on him, Dom shouted hoarsely. His control was completely shattered as he leaned over Logan, uncaring of the weight he was forcing on the man, and rammed him into the mattress. Logan must have locked his knees because he was able to keep enough clearance between his hips and the bed for Dom to keep working his cock.
Dom’s balls slapped against Logan’s skin over and over and then drew up tight as he felt his impending orgasm. He shifted just enough so that his cock struck Logan’s prostate and within seconds Logan was screaming his name as his hot release shot onto the bed below and dripped down Dom’s hand. Logan’s ass tightened around Dom and he bit down on Logan’s shoulder to stifle his shout as his orgasm claimed him. He shot into the condom over and over as the pleasure flooded his system and it was several long minutes before he recovered enough to realize Logan now carried his entire weight.
The young man was completely silent beneath him, save for the ragged breathing. His cheek was pressed against the bed, his eyes closed as he lay limply under Dom. There were red marks on his shoulder where Dom had clamped down with his teeth. Jesus, he’d never lost control to the point that he’d marked another person. Or nearly so, since he hadn’t actually broken the skin. He soothed the small marks with his tongue and felt Logan tighten around his dick again at the contact. At some point their hands had intertwined. Dom shifted with the intent of getting his weight off of Logan, but the man tightened his grip on Dom’s hand and said, “Not yet.”
Dom returned to his position, but shifted enough so that his own elbows could support some of his weight. He put his nose against the back of Logan’s neck and inhaled the sweet, musky scent of man and sex, then ran his tongue along the soft skin. They lay like that for a few more minutes as Dom laved attention on the few areas he could reach with his mouth, then he forced himself to lift off of Logan. He gripped the edge of the condom and carefully pulled free of Logan’s body. Standing, he removed the condom and tossed it into the trash by the bed, then went to the bathroom and got a washcloth. Logan was still in the same position so Dom cleaned him up before ge
ntly rolling him over so he could do his front. It was then that he noticed that Logan had drifted off to sleep.
Dom went to the other side of the bed to pull the covers off, then went about working Logan’s body underneath the blanket. He covered him and went to the bathroom to clean himself off. He grabbed his phone and sent a quick text to the concierge at the apartment asking him to walk his dog, then, before he could think better of what he was doing, he crawled into the bed next to Logan and curled up against him. Emotions were running through him at a hundred miles per hour, but luckily his body was too drained to deal with them and he was out within minutes.
***
Logan knew he was alone when he woke up, but the tingling in his ass was an instant reminder of the night before. Flopping onto his back, Logan stared at the ceiling as images, sounds and scents went through his head. Dom’s commanding voice and dirty words, his gentle petting as Logan was coming down from an orgasm that had taken away even his ability to move, the sound of Dom’s flesh slapping against his as his thick cock burned Logan from the inside out. He wouldn’t lie – it had hurt like a son of a bitch at first and he was sure it would be over before it started, but then Dom had stroked his back, caressed his sides and he’d focused on that instead of the pain. And when Dom had pushed past that final barrier of his body, Logan had felt like he was being ripped apart. But that rough voice in his ear calling him “baby” for the second time had taken the sting away and left him with the overwhelming feeling of being filled so full after being empty for so long. That emotion had him reaching out to Dom so he could hold onto the connection for as long as possible. Pinned to the bed like he was, there hadn’t been much he could reach, but Dom’s thick, muscled thigh had been his anchor when he needed it.
And then the man had worked him over until everything but the need for release was gone. He’d loved the way Dom had mixed pain with pleasure and those crude words had made his body seek more of Dom out. By the end, he’d had no control whatsoever as Dom pounded him into the mattress – it was rough, almost animalistic – and he had loved every moment of it. And those teeth sinking into his skin had made the aftershocks of his orgasm feel like rockets going off in his head. He reached over his shoulder to touch the abrasions he knew were there, then in a curious need, he climbed out of bed and walked naked to the bathroom and turned his back to the mirror so he could see what they looked like. Small, red marks in the shape of twin, mirror-opposite arches. He hadn’t broken the skin though, and Logan was almost disappointed that there wouldn’t be a scar. As he started to turn, Logan noticed bruising on his hips, then smiled when he realized what they were.
“Sorry about those,” he heard Dom say from the bathroom door where the man was leaning, fully dressed. Except he didn’t look sorry at all, and his hungry eyes traveled up and down Logan’s body. His traitorous cock hardened and before he could even say anything, Dom was on him, his mouth stealing any protest he might have made. Which he wouldn’t have. That sinful tongue swept into his mouth and he felt the hard sink bite into his lower back as Dom pressed against him. Greedy hands explored him, then settled on his cock. Logan reached for Dom’s shirt, but Dom grabbed his hand and forced it behind his back. “I have to get to work,” he muttered. “I left some breakfast for you on the stove,” he said as he licked over Logan’s lips. But instead of leaving, Dom dropped to his knees and sucked Logan’s cock into his sleek mouth.
Logan reached behind him to grab the edge of the sink with his hands as Dom wasted no time and started sucking him hard and deep. The man truly must be in a hurry because he had Logan coming within a minute and he swallowed every drop of his release before he stood and kissed Logan again, the taste of his own come exploding on his tongue. “Mmmm, breakfast of champions,” Dom said as he kissed Logan one last time, brushed his fingers over the bruises on his hips, and then left the bathroom. An instant later the front door closed. Logan slumped against the sink, then finally sank to the floor – his body too weak to support him anymore. A smile passed over his lips as his own flavor, along with Dom’s, lingered there.
***
“Not a word,” Dom said as he neared his car and saw Cade leaning against it, a satisfied smirk on his face. “I’ll find someone to relieve you once I get to the office,” Dom said.
“Thought I was reassigned,” Cade drawled.
Dom bit back a smile and searched his pockets for his keys. “Just keep your eyes off his ass.”
Cade laughed, then sobered. “I’ve got someone in mind to relieve me. He’s a good guy…could use the work.”
Dom studied him for a moment, then nodded. “Fine. Have him contact Cecile to get set up.”
“Just like that?” Cade asked, almost suspicious.
“Yeah, just like that.” Dom got in his car and drove off, another smile ghosting his lips as he watched Cade standing where he’d left him. He saw his own reflection in the rearview mirror and was surprised how much lighter he looked. And the smile that lingered looked foreign. He tried to force it away, but the taste of Logan that loitered in his mouth had him remembering the moans and gasps that had come from the young man as Dom sucked him off in that tiny bathroom. When he’d first seen the bruises on Logan’s skin, he’d been horrified by his own aggressiveness, but then the look of wonder in Logan’s eyes as he’d fingered the marks had Dom instantly hard and unashamedly proud that he’d left something of himself that Logan would see and feel for days to come. Rushing through the blowjob had been a necessity since he knew if he lingered in bringing Logan his pleasure, he’d have had him bent over that sink in no time, sore ass be damned.
That image had him smiling again and before he could think better of it, he picked up his phone and dialed.
“Hi,” Logan said softly. Dom couldn’t help but be thrilled at the notion that Logan had put his number in his phone and recognized the Caller ID. Even better, whatever awkwardness was bound to be between them hadn’t stopped Logan from answering.
“Have lunch with me today,” Dom said.
A long beat of silence, then a simple, “Okay.”
“Do you know where my restaurant is?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Noon work for you?”
“I’ll be there.”
“Bye Logan.”
“Bye Dom.”
Dom disconnected and smiled again, then forced his attention to the thickening traffic as he headed for his office.
Chapter 8
Logan knocked on the door and waited. Cade was standing at the end of the alley, his eyes darting around as he kept vigilant watch. Logan had been surprised to see the man waiting outside his apartment. He’d worried there would be some awkwardness between them, not only because of their own near intimate encounter, but because he knew Cade was aware of what he’d done with Dom last night. He’d been drawn to his window as he got ready for bed by the shouting between the two men. There was no doubt in his mind that he’d been the cause and when he saw Dom look up at him through the window, the hunger in his eyes mirroring his own, Logan had gone to the front door to open it. Having Dom come to him was a foregone conclusion, it had been what he expected and needed Dom to do to. Dom’s cruel tirade may as well have left welts on his body, but it didn’t change his need for the man. One hard fuck. That was all he needed to get the other man out of his system and then things would go back to normal.
Well, he got the hard fuck he wanted, but life would never be normal again…at least not the version of normal that had been driving him his whole life. The question was, could he build a new normal for himself – one that included Dom? Or was what was happening between them some freak chemistry thing? In reality, he knew next to nothing about the man. So when he got the invitation to lunch, it had been easy to accept. And when he told Cade where he was going, the man had nodded and then opened the door to his own car. If the other man resented him in any way, he was damn good at hiding it.
The door opened and he felt a smile tug at his lips at th
e sight of Dom. “Hey,” he said as Dom motioned him inside and then sent Cade a wave.
Once he was in and Dom had closed the door, they were all over each other, both struggling to control the kiss that flared to life between them. Dom finally forced them to separate when he muttered, “Shit, my garlic!”
Logan laughed at the strange comment, then followed Dom to the kitchen where the man was trying to save a pan of something that was sizzling on the gas stove. Logan had worked in professional kitchens before, but Dom’s was clearly top of the line. Barretti’s was a high class place and reservations were often hard to come by, at least for the prime dining times.
“Where is everybody?” Logan asked as he looked around the empty kitchen. Stainless steel gleamed everywhere and not a speck of dust or stray food lingered on any surface. Every dish, pot and pan was in its proper place. Logan sat on a stool near the island, his eyes enjoying the view of Dom’s ass as he worked with whatever he was cooking.
“We’re closed on Mondays. Gives us a chance to restock inventory, plan the menus, stuff like that. I asked the staff to come in a bit later today so we could be alone.”
Logan felt a pang of disappointment go through him at Dom’s words.
“Don’t do that,” Dom whispered and Logan raised his gaze to see Dom was watching him intently.
“What?” he asked, trying to be nonchalant.
Dom sighed and then turned the stove off. He wiped his hands on a dishtowel, then closed the distance between them.
“You’re thinking I don’t want people to see us together.” Logan dropped his eyes and studied his hands. He felt Dom’s hand stroke his hair. “I didn’t mean those awful things I said to you last night,” Dom said quietly.
“Then why did you say them?” Logan heard himself ask, even though he’d intended to keep his mouth shut.
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