by Tatum Throne
“Don’t look at me that way.”
The warning and the heat of Reed’s voice had Nathan’s gaze flying back up to Reed’s eyes. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t staring.”
“You’re not sorry and you were fucking staring.”
Reed came in fast and hard, shoving Nathan up against the counter. His hands were fisted in the front of Nathan’s shirt. “I wasn’t staring at your scar.”
“The fuck you weren’t.”
Their lips were a breath away. Their chests and hips were touching. Nathan’s heart was hammering for all those hot reasons that made him want to get naked. He wanted to lean in and kiss the fuck out of Reed, but he knew he shouldn’t. Reed was pissed off from what Nathan could see were all the wrong reasons.
“Who’s fucking staring now?” Nathan asked.
“I am. I bet you’re wondering how the fuck I got this scar.”
“I could care less.”
The corner of Reed’s mouth ticked up. “Bullshit.”
Nathan knew he was taking a risk when he lifted his hand to touch Reed’s face. Surprise moved through Reed’s gray eyes as Nathan brushed his thumb softly down the vicious scar. Nathan slowly smoothed his hand down that scar and went further over Reed’s lips.
“I think you’re beautiful.”
“You’re gay?”
Nathan knew he shouldn’t have outed himself but he couldn’t lie. “Yes.”
“Fuck me.”
Nathan chuckled. “I don’t think you meant to extend the invitation to me.”
Reed groaned, tightening his grip on the front of Nathan’s shirt. “Don’t play with me.”
“I’m not playing with you.”
Reed slid Nathan along the edge of the counter until they were pressed hip to hip. Nathan felt the long, hard edge of Reed’s cock press against his hip. A gasp of surprise twined with a groan of pleasure escaped from Nathan’s parted lips.
“Oh, fuck,” Nathan whispered.
Slowly, Reed released the grip he had on his shirt. His hands slid down Nathan’s arms, grabbing his wrists. Reed pinned Nathan’s wrists up against the cabinets by his head. He felt absolutely controlled and trapped by Reed. He loved it.
Reed’s hungry gaze lowered to Nathan’s lips. Nathan licked his tongue out over his lower lip, biting his lip.
“Part your lips.”
The order was given on a husky groan that Nathan couldn’t ignore. He dropped his mouth open and waited. Reed lowered his lips, brushing them back and forth against Nathan’s. All of a suddenly, Reed pulled away.
“Don’t move. Lips parted.”
Nathan’s heart was hammering so loudly in his ears that they were ringing with anticipation. He waited as Reed slowly lowered his mouth again. Nathan groaned as their lips brushed. Hot, wet heat spread over Nathan’s lips as Reed’s lips worked their way over his mouth. Reed’s tongue flicked inside of Nathan’s mouth. Nathan groaned as their tongues connected. Reed worked his mouth, kissing him passionately. Nathan tried to keep control, but quickly lost the fight. Nathan flicked his tongue against Reed’s, causing a hard shudder to vibrate through his body. He moaned, attacking Reed’s mouth with everything he was feeling deep inside. It was as though he was finally surfacing after a long hard swim. He needed Reed to breathe and to survive. He needed to kiss Reed back. Reed kissed him passionately, taking control with deep, intimate kisses. Nathan flexed his hips, rubbing his cock against Reed’s.
All of a suddenly, Reed broke his mouth away. “I gave you an order that you disobeyed.”
“Fucking punish me.”
Reed chuckled. “I’d love to hear you beg, but that’s not going to happen now or later. I shouldn’t have kissed you.”
It was a moment of fucking weakness for both of them. Nathan was breathing hard as Reed pulled his body away. There was nothing weak about the man standing before Nathan. He was strong and sexy and completely out of his reach. Nathan adjusted his prick, causing pre-cum to leak from his tip. He didn’t have to look down at his jeans to know that a wet spot was now evident next to his fly.
“You should go,” Reed said.
Reed’s gaze traveled down over Nathan’s fly before looking away. Nathan felt naked and exposed, standing before Reed in his kitchen.
“This didn’t happen,” Nathan said.
“Oh, it fucking happened. Neither one of us will be able to stop thinking about it until we finished what we started.”
Nathan didn’t know what to say. It was true. He was going to spend at least an hour in the shower tonight, polishing his prick off until his sauce flew.
“Like I said. It didn’t happen.”
Nathan went for the front door, but was stopped short by a hand on the back of his belt. He was yanked back.
“I’m armed,” Nathan said.
Reed wrapped his arm around his waist. It was then that Nathan realized how much taller Reed was in comparison. Heat brushed over Nathan’s ear as Reed moved his lips down over the sensitive curve.
“Do I look like I care?”
“No.”
Reed moved his hands over his waist, finding Nathan’s handcuffs. He slipped them from the holster and snapped them onto Nathan’s right wrist. Nathan swung around but it didn’t matter. Reed was in control of what happened next.
“What the hell?”
The cuff was locked down on Nathan’s left wrist. Reed pushed him up against the wall and came in close from behind. The wall was cool beneath his cheek.
“You won’t ever forget about the kiss we shared. When you’re falling asleep tonight, you’ll be haunted by how good it felt.”
“No.”
It was true. There was no use denying it. Nathan arched his ass back, feeling the hard length of Reed’s cock pressed between his ass cheeks. A tingling sensation started around Nathan’s rim. He was so cock hungry.
“You won’t be able to beat off without saying my name when you come.”
“Oh, fuck.”
“You won’t be able to sleep with another man without wondering what it would be like to have me fucking you…” Reed emphasized his point by shoving his cock hard against his rim. “In. The. Ass.”
Nathan groaned as he felt the rim of his ass surrender to the rough pressure of Reed’s cock. It felt so fucking good to have someone taking control of his ass. He bit his lip, trying to keep from begging.
“You won’t be able to forget or deny the kiss we just shared.”
A grin tugged at the corner of Nathan’s lip. He was about to hit this bear with a really big stick. “I won’t think of you at all once I walk out your front door.”
Reed growled, pulling Nathan away from the wall by the handcuffs. “Bull fucking shit.”
Reed shoved open the front door and pushed Nathan out onto the porch. A gasp echoed though his body as Reed shoved him up against the porch railing. His cock was trapped against the railing.
“You’re out my front door. My guess is that you’re still thinking about me.”
Nathan cried out as a hand reached around, giving his cock a firm, punishing tug. Reed slid his hand down over his balls, giving them a squeeze.
“Out of sight. Out of mind,” Nathan said.
There was something about the way Reed’s entire body stiffened that Nathan knew he was done messing around.
“You don’t want to do this with me. You’re too sweet for me. I’ll ruin you.”
Sweet? Ruin? What the fuck was Reed talking about? A shiver ran down Nathan’s spine as Reed slipped his thumb down the back of his jeans. The pad of Reed’s thumb brushed over Nathan’s rim, making his cock punch out hard. Nathan arched out his ass for more, but Reed stopped him by squeezing his balls again.
“You want what I have,” Nathan said.
The taunt felt bitterly sweet on his tongue. Nathan knew he was about to be punished for pushing Reed the wrong way.
“Perhaps I do, but I’m not foolish enough to get involved with someone under my father’s command.”
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bsp; “I’m not the one crossing the line.”
Reed’s breath fanned over the back of Nathan’s neck. The heat felt as though it twisted through Nathan’s body and tightened down his prick. A bead of pre-cum spit from the tip of Nathan’s cock, wetting his boxers. He clenched his cock again, trying to keep his spunk from flying.
“You should go.”
“Maybe I don’t want to go yet.”
Nathan reached out with his hands, brushing them over the front of Reed’s fly. He groaned when his hand made contact with the button fly of Reed’s jeans. Nathan felt the pounding heat of Reed’s prick, vibrating through the denim. Reed cursed when Nathan’s hand made contact. His dick throbbed within his palm with every beat of Reed’s heart. It was good to see that Reed was feeling as undone as he was.
“You need to go.”
Nathan heard the click of the handcuffs opening, releasing his right and then his left hand. The cuffs and the key were slipped back into Nathan’s palm. By the time Nathan looked over his shoulder, the front door was opened and slammed shut. Nathan wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to walk back to the car in a straight line. Nathan ran a hand through his hair. He wasn’t quite certain how he was going to deal with Reed Anderson when he saw him tomorrow.
What the fuck just happened?
Chapter Four
Reed couldn’t breathe.
He stared up at District Four headquarters as though it were a stone albatross hanging around his neck. His father was in there. No one would know that he was the chief’s son. At least, he hoped that no one would know that Chief Anderson was his father. Reed wanted things to be better between him and his father, but there were some things that couldn’t be fixed.
Reed headed up the stone stairway and in through the main doors of the police department. The atrium was quiet and cool. He went to the divided glass. A police officer sat behind the desk.
“I’m here to see Chief Anderson.”
“Your name?”
Reed hesitated before answering. “Reed Anderson.”
The officer gave him the once over as he reached for the phone on his desk. He hung it up a few seconds later. “Someone will be out.”
“Thanks.”
A few minutes ticked by before he was met in atrium by Detective Stow. Reed’s heart flopped in his chest. Detective Stow looked absolutely delicious. It didn’t matter to Reed that he wasn’t in uniform. It wasn’t the uniform that necessarily did it for Reed. It was the attitude.
“You made it,” Nathan said. “We’re just getting set up in the conference room.”
“Who’s running things with me today?” Reed asked.
“I’m at your disposal. Are you okay with that?”
“I guess I’ll have to be.”
They took a series of long hallways and then went up a stairwell two floors. “This is the Tactical Defense Team’s wing.”
“You have a tactical team and SWAT?” Reed asked.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“The TDT works with Homeland Security. They deal with terror-related emergencies.”
“Are members part of SWAT, too?” Reed asked.
“Some. Not all.”
Floor to ceiling windows made up the walls of the conference room. Reed scanned the room. There were about ten guys in the room. A sign language interpreter stood at the front beside his father. Chief Anderson’s gaze moved over him and relief echoed through his eyes before he looked away. He expected him to be a no show.
“No one knows,” Nathan said.
“Excuse me?”
“That the chief is your father.”
Reed sighed. “I’d appreciate it if you kept it that way. I don’t want the appearance of a conflict of interest.”
“I don’t think that’s going to be a problem. Chief Anderson is well respected around here.”
“Yes, he is.”
There was a hint of bitterness within Reed’s voice he didn’t care to hide. His relationship with his father was beyond complicated. Reed always thought it had to do with the fact he was gay. Their family had a big don’t ask, don’t tell policy on that one.
No one talked about anything important after his older sister died when she was sixteen. A twinge of pain hit him solidly in the heart. She’d been riding with a friend and not wearing her seatbelt. The accident had sent her flying into the windshield. They took her off of life support twenty-four hours later. There was nothing that the doctors could do to save her life.
“Are you ready to go in?”
Detective Stow’s voice shattered the past away. “I’m ready.”
All eyes were on Reed as he entered the conference room. He went with his trademark black tactical pants and polo shirt with DOD logo on the front.
“This is Agent Reed Anderson. He works with the Department of Defense. He’ll be going over use of force and tactical with us over the next few weeks.”
Weeks. Reed nodded as he looked around at the crowd.
Someone in the back raised their hand like they were in fucking high school. Chief Anderson pointed at the guy. “What is it, Lt. Mink?”
“Agent Anderson, are you related to our Chief Anderson?” Mink asked.
Quiet echoed through the room as though a bomb had detonated and there was ringing silence afterward. Reed started to respond but his father interrupted him.
“Agent Anderson is my son. I expect you to treat him with the same respect you treat me.”
There was a collective murmur that rippled through the crowd that built like a slow roar. Reed took the front of the room.
“I’ve spent the last twenty-four hours reviewing all you procedures for tactical and SWAT. We’re going to spend the next hour discussing entry procedures.”
It felt good to be working again. Reed felt comfortable in front of the room, even with Nathan watching him.
“Any questions?” Reed asked.
Silence echoed through the room. Reed sensed the division begin as soon as Chief Anderson announced that Reed was his son. It was going to be a problem that Reed was going to have to deal with eventually. The morning moved by quickly. Some of the officers were taking notes. Reed sensed that this was a solid team that just needed a little bit of polishing.
“Okay then. I see that our next training is set for Wednesday. I’d like us to meet in the Training Center. We’re going to get out of the classroom for this session.”
The room cleared out, leaving Reed alone with Nathan as he cleaned up his papers. Reed could feel Nathan watching him closely. It was really hard to ignore what happened between them the night before.
“You did great,” Nathan said.
Reed packed up his messenger bag. “Thanks. I enjoy teaching classes.”
“What’s your plan for the rest of the day?” Nathan asked.
“I’m heading home to do some work on my house.”
Nathan blocked his way. “About last night.”
“What about it?” Reed asked.
“I didn’t mean to come on so strong.”
“I think I was the one coming on strong,” Reed said.
“I guess you were.” Nathan ran his hand through his hair. “I’d like to see you tonight.”
“No.”
Nathan didn’t look like the type of guy that ever got the word no from anyone. He started to protest, but Reed cut him off. Reed came in close.
“You do not want to do this with me. I don’t want to risk your standing within the department with an affair.”
A blush crept up Detective Stow’s cheeks. “Is that really how you feel about things?”
“I don’t want to be the one who ruins your career by having an affair.”
“Reed…”
“Get back to work, Detective Stow. We’re done talking about this here.”
Reed left the conference room and headed back down the corridor. He cut through the back office and out toward the Training Center. He wanted to get an idea of what the facility was like b
efore he left for the day. Several officers were in the weight room just off the main center. Reed took note of state-of-the-art equipment. The mats on the floor were Olympic grade and were the same ones the DOD had in all their training centers. Reed opened the door to the Training Center and took a look around.
Sunlight poured from the high windows of the facility. Reed headed through the far hallway to see what other training rooms they had. The hallway was long. There was one sauna that looked as though it was never used. Reed went into one of the rooms, finding a gun cleaning room. There was a bullet hole in the wall. Reed was certain that the hole was never fixed as a reminder to everyone who came in to clean their guns.
“I thought you were leaving.”
The sound of Nathan’s voice sent a shiver down Reed’s spine, causing his rim to tingle. “I was checking out the facility to see what I have to work with for our next training session.”
Nathan came into the room, removing his gun from its holster and setting it on the table to be cleaned. The door shut automatically behind him. “Did you find what you’re looking for?”
Reed’s heart started to hammer in that oh-so erotic way when he was near Nathan. He couldn’t pull his gaze away from Nathan. The truth was, he was tired of fighting the sexual pull. “I think I did.”
Slowly, Nathan lifted his gaze away from the gun. “What did you find?”
You, Reed wanted to say, but he didn’t. He closed the distance between them. He backed Nathan up against the counter. Reed was a little bit taller and a little bit broader than Nathan. Their faces were inches away. “Meet me tonight.”
“Where?”
There was no hesitation in Nathan’s voice as he responded to Reed’s order. “My place.”
“I get off of work at six.”
“Meet me by seven.”
“Okay.”
Reed pressed his body against Nathan’s. “There’s something you should know about me, Detective Stow.”
“What is it?”
“I’m a Dom, Detective Stow. I say what happens when it will happen, understood?”
Surprise had Nathan’s mouth dropping open.
“Is that going to be a problem for you?” Reed asked.
