by James Cox
Outlaw started giving out orders. “Check out the status of Justice, make sure the Amazons are all right.”
The moment I overheard Lily and Serra had arrived at the safe spot, I moved down the stairs and made my way to my bike. It wasn’t until I hopped on it that I saw Outlaw. He had followed me.
“I take it you made up your mind?” He leaned against the wall.
“About what?”
He lifted a dark eyebrow.
Fuck. “Maybe.” I didn’t know what I was doing with Tage. I just knew I wanted to be there when he got home after the police were done questioning everyone in the area. He would go to his house and I wanted to be waiting for him. I started my bike, the solid mass between my legs made the anxiousness fade a little.
Outlaw shook his head. “Don’t wait for the right time, Deviant. Trust me.” He looked away. “You wait and wait and when that time comes, it’s never long enough.”
I knew he was talking about his Lover, now in prison. I drove off without answering him.
Chapter Ten
I kind of broke into Tage’s house. I picked the lock and secured it behind me then went into the living room. I put some real wood in the fireplace. It took me a few minutes to find out how to light it. I felt like a fucking idiot but eventually I figured it out. The flames crackled as they consumed the wood. I took off my boots then placed my cut on the couch, smoothing it down so there were no wrinkles. Then I stood near the window, the blue curtain pulled back slightly so I could see the road. And I waited.
It took too fucking long. Standing there feeling like a fool but eventually through the dark night I saw a pair of headlights. My breath hitched. The hover car pulled into the driveway and the door opened. I could see Tage frowning as he got out and then he paused when he saw my bike. His lips parted ever so slightly and then he jerked his gaze toward the house. He couldn’t see me and I found it exhilarating to watch the emotions play out on his face. He walked quickly to the door and opened it. He must have seen the fire going or smelt the burning wood because he stepped into this room.
“You’re here,” he whispered the moment he saw me.
I grabbed a handful of his coat and pulled him to me. The hug was quick, followed by an unhurried kiss. No tongue, just lips pressing and repositioning only to touch again.
“I can’t believe you’re here.” He pulled away staring up at me. “I thought...I thought once this was over you would just...” He paused and looked away. “...leave.”
“I should.” I grabbed his chin so he looked at me. “I normally would just leave.”
“But...”
I urged my lips to his, my tongue slithered along his lower lip and then his upper. Tage opened as I pressed my body to his. It was a battle of wet, slippery tongues. A few times our teeth hit and we both laughed but quickly started kissing again. I pulled away because my dick was pressing painfully against my jeans. “I want inside you Tage. Rough. Deep. Gentle. Forever.” Holy fuck, did I just say that?
Tage smiled. “Are you getting poetical on me?”
“I fucking hope not.” I hissed out a breath. I grabbed his hand and hauled him to the fire.
Tage pulled his coat off so he was left in a white button up shirt and black slacks. He started to unbutton them one at a time.
I didn’t have the patience for that shit. I grabbed both edges and yanked. The fucking things started shooting off like bullets, two hit me in the stomach, one dove into the fire making it spark, and the others scattered on the floor.
Tage frowned.
I grinned. Then I helped tug the shirt off his shoulders. He was lean. It was his long body, smooth and soft, that made my dick swell. I lugged my own shirt off and threw it.
Tage grabbed a blanket that was over the couch top and fluffed it to spread along the floor before the fireplace. Then he stood and looked at me. “Romantic.”
I rolled my eyes but smiled. I kind of liked it. “Don’t tell the guys,” I muttered then brought him in for another kiss. It was quick. Just a press of lips. I started to pull off my jeans, easing them over my massive erection and down my legs. My cock was so thick, jutting from my body like a damn weapon. I stroked it fondly and noticed Tage was lighting a candle. He placed it on the lip of the fireplace and added one to the other side. Then he smiled and nodded. “Will you stop fussing and get your cute ass over here.”
He grinned wider and came to me.
“Take those shoes off,” I ordered. Then I took the lube from my jeans pocket and dropped it beside the blanket. I dumped the packet of condoms next to that and a strip of cloth. I packed those while I was waiting for Tage to come home. I had this image in my head that wouldn’t go away. I intended to do just as I fantasized about with him. I looked up. Tage was tugging his pants off. He stood, naked in front of the fire. His dick was hard, fucking gorgeous with his near translucence. I was never going to let him out in the fucking sun. I walked up to him and gripped his dick.
Tage gasped.
I stroked him roughly then pulled him onto the blanket. We both went down and I made sure he was on his back. I knelt at his hips, taking in the sight of him naked and blushing. I wanted to see him like this every day. Now that was a scary fucking thought. I grabbed the piece of cloth and moved it to his face.
“What are you doing?”
“Shut the fuck up and lay back,” I said then winced. Too harsh. “Please,” I added softly.
Tage eased back down.
I placed the blindfold over his head, secured it with a knot at the side, and sat back. Yeah, he looked fucking good like that. “I’m going to play with your body, Tage.”
He shuddered.
“You’re mine now. You understand that. You are mine to fuck as I please.” Yeah, I was being harsh. I wanted him too badly. So much that it actually scared me. I swiped my thumb over his bottom lip and then kissed his chin. I nibbled at the column of his neck, taking skin into my mouth and sucking until I was sure it would leave a mark. Then I moved to his chest. I pinched one of Tage’s flat nipples, squeezing it. He let out a beautiful moan. I took the candle he lit and held it over him. “It’s going to sting.”
“What is?” he asked, his tone shaky.
I tilted the candle. Waxed dripped over the side and splattered Tage’s nipple. The man bucked, his fingers digging into the carpet. I took his other nipple in my mouth, using my teeth to make it sting and when I pulled away I used the wax on that bud.
His hips thrust upward and his cock bounced. “Deviant.”
I let the wax dry, peeled it away with my fingers, and then let more fall. Each drop splattered as it hit his skin and cooled a moment later. I moved between Tage’s legs and let the candle tip again. More drops fell on his chest, between his pecs. I watched as some tumbled over his side but cooled before it reached the blanket. I put the candle down. My attention was telescoping to his dick. It was so fully engorged that I couldn’t keep ignoring it. I squeezed both his thighs and ran my palms up until my hands framed the base of his dick. “I’m going to fuck you, Tage.” I grasped his dick and stroked.
“Yes.”
“Hard.”
“Please.” His voice was breathy.
“Fast.”
“Mmm, yes.”
I stroked him from base to tip. “Deep.”
“Deviant, please.”
“Lift your knees.” He did. Tage grabbed his ankles and lifted so I had a perfect view of his pale skin and puckered hole. I grabbed the lube, squirted some on my finger, and then slid it right inside him.
Tage shivered. The tremor must have run down his spine because his back arched.
I eased two fingers inside him and used my other hand to smear some on my cock. I was so fucking hard I could have broken down a damn door with my dick. Each stroke increased the pleasure until I was moaning and then I used three fingers in Tage’s ass. He was fucking tight. This would have to be slow, damn it. Eh, maybe I could do slow. For him. I grabbed my shaft, rolled on a condom, and p
laced it so the thick fleshy head was at Tage’s hole. The foreskin was pulled back slightly. The tip underneath all that flesh was blushed like Tage’s cheeks. I pressed forward, forcing him to take me.
Tage let out a loud moan. He pulled off the blindfold and watched me.
“You’re definitely not fucking quiet.”
He instantly put a hand over his mouth.
I stopped pushing and pulled it away. “I liked it, Tage. Your moans sound like a symphony.” Fucking hell.
Tage laughed. “I could get used to that sweet talk.” He blushed wildly as he said it.
I dropped his wrist and went back to my dick. I pressed harder until my tip was fully inside Tage’s hole. I cursed then peeled the condom off. There was no way something between our skin would work. I needed flesh on flesh. “Fuck, you’re tight.” I smeared the lube on my shaft.
“You’re not exactly small,” he muttered, squirming as I placed the tip against him again.
Well, he had that right. I pushed again, this time going in smoother.
Tage let out another moan.
I shifted myself out of him and thrust back in. Further penetrating, piercing, and parting that which stood in the way of my pleasure. I was starting to sweat as I shoved harder, more of my dick disappearing inside Tage.
“Oh. Deviant. Please.” Each word was on a moan.
I grabbed his dick. Every time I pushed in, I stroked him. Each time I thrust deeper, I swiped my thumb over the head of his cock. It became a rhythm, a plan to bring us both to that edge of exploding. I forced as much of my shaft as I could into Tage.
His hands flung outward and knocked into the candle, which fell over and burned out. The acrid smell of smoke was brief, almost drowned out by the smell of sex. Sweaty, man-on-man sex that was going to fucking give me a heart attack. I kept thrusting, stroking, moaning, and then Tage gasped. He called out my name, his hips bucking as his dick jerked in my hand. Cum shot out of his slit and splattered his torso. Big drops, small drops, some slid over the side of him, others to the base of his shaft. I held my dick still as he squeezed around me. His face contorted into pleasure and I watched it. I couldn’t fucking get enough of it.
When Tage’s tense body began to relax, I pulled out of him and moved him to his side. “All fours,” I grunted. “Now.”
He scurried to comply.
I pushed my rigid length up him, a good quarter of my shaft. Then I grabbed his hips. I started thrusting in earnest. Going deeper than I should have, harder than I should have. I lost fucking control. I lost myself in the feel of Tage’s body around me. His sweat-misted skin under my hands. The way he chanted my name was like a fucking wish on a shooting star. My orgasm tore out of me. It was a rush of pleasure that made me forget how to breathe. Tage clutched around me, reaching down and massaging my balls. I cried out. My orgasm increasing until my fingers dug into Tage’s hips so hard I knew I’d bruised him.
Then I was falling back into my body. I was gasping. My heartbeat so loud it was all I could hear. I waited there until every drop was up Tage’s ass. Then my dick began to soften. I waited right where I was until it slid from Tage’s grasp and then I sat back on my legs.
Tage fell onto his stomach. He was smiling wide, his lids half closed. “That was...” He blushed hard. “That was so amazing.”
It was a compliment that I wanted to share. I opened my lips to tell him it was his ass that was fantastic when he spoke again.
“I love you, Deviant.”
The moment he said it my body tensed. Tage froze, his relaxing muscles flexing. He opened his eyes and glanced at me over his shoulder. I don’t know what my face showed, but he moved to sit up before me, legs spread wide so I could see his soft cock laying on his balls and the tip on the blanket.
“I didn’t mean to say that aloud but...but I meant it.”
I just sat there like a big fat log in the fire. The entire place was burning around me and I didn’t even bother fight the flames. What the fuck could I say? Did I like Tage more than I should? Fuck yeah. Did I love him? I might.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to say anything.” He grabbed my shirt and started to place it over his head. “I just wanted you to know.” The shirt was longer on him and it covered his dick.
Hey, I liked that view. I liked what he was saying. Fuck. I grabbed the shirt and tugged so I could see his dick.
“Deviant?”
“I’m fucking thinking.”
“About what I said?”
I pulled so that he had to take the shirt back off or be suffocated by it. Then Tage was naked again before me. “Yeah thinking about what you said. Everyone I ever love I lost. My parents. My sister. Outlaw lost Lover.”
“You’re afraid.” He said the words like he was shocked.
“No.” Okay, maybe a little but I couldn’t fucking admit that.
Tage smiled. “You won’t say how you feel because you’re afraid to lose me.”
I grunted.
He chuckled and leaned forward. He wrapped his arms around me, all his weight made us fall backward. We landed in a heap before the couch with his body straddling mine. “You love me, don’t you? Why else would you be so afraid to say it?” He smiled, his cheeks ruby.
I frowned. Fuck it all. I did love him, didn’t I? The one thing I wanted to stay away from had found me. “Shit.” I let my head fall back to the carpet.
Tage placed his head on my chest and kissed my nipple. “Just say it.”
“No.” I rolled us over so he was on bottom. From this position, I could adjust and rub our soft cocks together.
Tage moaned. “Say it.”
“No.” I kissed him. Our tongues played as I sunk my hands into his brown hair.
“Deviant!”
I nipped at his bottom lip. “Fine,” I grumbled then smiled. “I fucking love you.”
“So romantic.”
I smiled. Stupid move admitting that, but it was fucking true. I kissed Tage again to keep from thinking too hard. Melting into his touch made me stop worrying about all the other shit wrong with the world. When Tage was under me, life seemed better. Life was better.
The End
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Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
