“You like to bite?” Xavier didn’t look upset about it at all. In fact, he was smiling as if he’d just discovered a new and favourite toy.
“You,” Chase managed, feeling his cheeks heat in what couldn’t possibly have been a
blush, because he didn’t blush. But he’d also never bitten someone before, never felt the slightest inclination, yet he wanted to leave signs all over Xavier that screamed ‘mine!’ to everyone, even if only he and Xavier ever saw them.
Xavier’s smile darkened to a wicked thing that sent a wave of heat rushing over Chase.
“Good. I like that it’s just me.” He dipped back down for a quick stinging kiss, then sat up and pulled open a drawer. Chase closed his eyes, not sure he wanted to see Xavier sheathing his dick. Getting fucked still seemed like a huge thing, no matter that Chase had fucked more men than he could count. That was different, it hadn’t meant anything to either him or the nameless men. But this…this was huge, and Chase wasn’t sure he was ready for it.
“Don’t look so panicked, I’m not going to fuck you—this time.”
Chase’s eyes popped open wider at that, even as he felt relief at most of the
proclamation. Those last two words kind of made him nervous. No, not nervous, he realised.
That was anticipation coiling inside him, making his hole flutter as he thought of Xavier’s thick cock spearing into him. “Oh fuck!”
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“Another time,” Xavier murmured. Chase could hear sounds that seemed familiar, and
the squelch of lube being squirted had him opening his eyes and propping himself up on his elbows.
“I thought you said—” he began, only to shut up when Xavier held up three slicked fingers.
“I’m not going to fuck you, but I am going to give you what you were begging for a few minutes ago.”
Chase groaned and laid back down and shut his eyes. He couldn’t deny he’d been
begging any more than he could deny that he wanted those fingers spreading his needy hole.
Just the thought of it had him opening his legs as far as he could.
Xavier did him one better. He took one of Chase’s hands and placed it behind his left knee. “Lift, and get the other one up, too. Show me where you want my fingers to go.”
Chase had watched as other men had positioned themselves as he was, and it was
entirely different being on this end of things. He wondered if all those other men had felt this vulnerable. How could they not have? They didn’t know him; he was just some guy out for quick fuck.
But so were they, and maybe then it hadn’t mattered. This, here with Xavier, mattered so much Chase could hardly breathe. Then Xavier glided his fingers over Chase’s opening, spreading the lube around, and Chase had no problem breathing. His chest heaved as he gasped when Xavier teased the wrinkled skin.
“You want one now?”
God, how could Xavier even talk? Chase tried, but all that came out was something
entirely too close to a whine. It must have been enough, though, because the tip of one thick finger began pressing into his hole, stretching the tight ring that still wasn’t used to such attention. Even with the lube it burned, and despite the fact that Chase had fingered himself, it was different.
Maybe it’s like tickling yourself
, he thought as Xavier sank the digit in deeper.
Tickling yourself never worked, but when someone else did it…
“Ahhh!”Chase cried out as Xavier brushed over his prostate.
That
was something Chase hadn’t yet found in his explorations. Which was a good thing, or he might never have left his bed.
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“God, Xavier, please…” Chase didn’t know what he was begging for until Xavier began
working in another finger. This time the burn was more intense, but Chase knew how good it’d feel once it was all the way in. The pain would turn into something pleasurable, and he moaned and tucked his ass down, trying to get those fingers in deeper, faster, anything.
“Patience, sweetheart.”
Chase wanted to growl over the endearment—sweetheart, his ass—but Xavier crooked
his fingers and that sharp zing of pleasure spread out through Chase’s rectum, softening to a pleasant and nearly constant stream that warmed him from the inside out.
“There you go,” Xavier murmured, ”you’re doing so well, sweetheart.”
Chase opened his mouth to snap, because calling him that twice in a row was pushing
it, but Xavier’s other hand closed around his dick and Chase decided he didn’t give a damn what Xavier wanted to call him.
Xavier began a slow, steady rhythm, stroking Chase’s cock as if he knew every sensitive spot along its length. He rotated his hand over the crown, pressing the pad of his thumb against the slit with just enough pressure to make white dots explode behind Chase’s lids. As Xavier began pumping his fingers in and out of Chase’s ass, brushing over his gland every second or third thrust, his other hand worked the thick vein that ran along the underside of Chase’s dick, teased the underside of his crown, and drove him right to the brink before a third finger stretched his hole almost unbearably.
Chase made a mewing sound that he immediately tried to cut off, mortification
threatening to undo the arousal swamping him.
“Relax, let me in,” Xavier crooned, then added, “sweetheart,” just before Chase’s balls were sucked into a warm, wet cavern.
“Fuck!
Fuck!
” Chase screamed as Xavier hummed around his balls. Chase’s cock was pumped faster, harder, as his asshole relaxed and all three fingers spread him open.
Chase’s body was a riot of ecstasy, the triple assault on his balls, ass and cock shredding every bit of control Chase had. He wailed, forgetting where he was, who might hear,
forgetting everything but the fingers and mouth and hand shoving him right over the edge.
He writhed and bucked as cum poured from his dick, splattering his chest and stomach.
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he didn’t care what it was, as everything clenched and released, clenched and released until his body stilled, his strength gone, his body boneless.
He was dimly aware of the fingers sliding out of his ass. It wasn’t exactly comfortable now, but Chase was too beat to care. Then the hand on his dick was gone, and the soft wet suckling of his balls stopped. He opened his eyes to find Xavier—his face twisted in a grimace and his dark eyes hot—climbing up to straddle Chase’s waist.
Xavier’s hand was a blur, pumping his cock as he moaned, dropping down to hold
himself up with a hand above Chase’s head. Chase gathered enough energy to drag a hand up and fondle Xavier’s balls.
“Yes, oh fuck, sweetheart, squeeze,” Xavier panted, and Chase opened one eye as if that would help clarify what he thought he’d heard.
Squeeze? Xavier’s nuts? Jesus, I’m more fucked
out than I thought!
Except Xavier whimpered and pleaded desperately, “Please, Chase, please…”
And Chase remembered the way pleasure and pain had slammed together, blending
into the most potent orgasm Chase had ever had. And he squeezed, cautiously, lightly, until Xavier cursed and drove his hips down, pinning Chase’s hand between his balls and Chase’s stomach. Chase squeezed.
Xavier let loose a strangled shout, his body going taut, back arching, hand flying over his dick. Chase tried to look everywhere—at Xavier’s expression, his lips parted and eyes unfocused, his nostrils flaring with each breath. He saw that the flush had spread from Xavier’s cheeks, all the way down to the tops of his thighs. Chase pausing for a split second to notice the way Xavier’s nipples had pebbled and formed thick peaks.
Then he saw the first jet of cum spew from Xavier’s cock, and Chase raised his head, letting the warm cream spatter his cheek and his chin. Xavier yelled, his eyes rolling back for a second before zeroing in to watch his cum stripe Chase’s skin.
Chase knew in that instant, as Xavier watched him so intently through his orgasm, that he was in serious trouble. Or maybe, just maybe, he was in the one place he never thought he’d be—with a man who cared enough to want him to stay.
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Letting Chase return to the bunkhouse without protesting was one of the hardest things Xavier had ever done, but he knew better than to push—at least this time. If their
relationship became the kind Xavier hoped it would, there’d be time for each of them to spend together. That couldn’t happen without trust, and Chase wasn’t the only one a little short in that area.
As much as he wanted to, Xavier couldn’t yet believe Chase wouldn’t run. Oh, he didn’t necessarily think Chase would leave town, but he
could
still decide to run from the attraction that was growing ever stronger between them. The thought bothered him all the way home, and for several hours as he tried to relax and rest, if not sleep. It was impossible. He was worried, and a little angry about that, at himself and Chase.
“Fuck,” Xavier muttered, rolling onto his side then again onto his back. This wasn’t the first time his bed had felt too big, too empty, but it was the first time he let the feeling drive him up and into the living room, where he turned on the lights and dimmed them before dropping onto the couch.
The change of rooms didn’t help. He didn’t feel any more inclined to sleep. He felt needy, his skin too warm and twitchy—and Xavier huffed as he realised it wasn’t totally unlike the feeling he’d had from the ecstasy. It would seem Chase was a new and extremely addictive drug, one Xavier already craved. One he had no desire to get off of.
Now, get off on, that’s another thing entirely
. Xavier groaned and smacked his forehead with the back of his hand. Jesus, he must have suffered some brain damage to be making such rotten puns, even if it was only in his head. He moved around on the big leather couch.
At least it felt cool on his heated skin.
The bottoms of his silk pyjamas rucked up around his calves, something that usually
annoyed Xavier, but he barely noticed it now. Images of Chase were flashing through his mind, erotic and heart wrenching ones flitting by so quickly he felt dizzy. Xavier closed his eyes and forced himself to breathe deeply, searching for a single strand of the peace he www.total-e-bound.com
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normally managed to find. It was hard, what with his chaotic thoughts and a certain part of him that should be well-satisfied swelling and rising up to meet the elastic waistband, but what finally did it was imagining Chase pinned down again, the fear and panic in his green eyes, the pleading in his expression as he looked at Xavier.
It was that look that had seared into Xavier’s heart and taken something that might
have started out as lust and twisted it into something stronger. Xavier knew with a sudden clarity that if he wanted Chase to trust him, he had to trust Chase first. Lead by example, except it was more than that. Chase needed someone to believe in him, especially since Xavier didn’t think he believed in himself.
Xavier thought that Chase was probably confident of his physical abilities, although the current injury had likely shaken even that bit of confidence. But there was something about him that made Xavier certain Chase didn’t see much good in himself. He wished he could talk to the man Chase seemed to care about—James.
And he really wished he wasn’t jealous about that. Xavier didn’t think there was
anything sexual between the two, but there
was
a bond, a strong one—at least on Chase’s side. As controlled as Chase could be—when he wasn’t coming apart for Xavier—he’d
completely lost it over James. Was James an ex, or the one who got away?
Xavier didn’t care for the anger that line of thought was causing. Better to think of Chase, what he could do to earn the man’s trust—and his love. Xavier wasn’t going to try to fool himself into believing that wasn’t his true goal, but love and trust were as deeply entwined as he intended him and Chase to be. At least, he thought it was—Xavier couldn’t really say he’d been in love before, not if it felt anything like this; like he’d shrivel up and waste away if he couldn’t have Chase.
“Jesus, I’m turning into a drama queen,” Xavier grumbled as he flopped onto his back and draped an arm over his eyes. Exhaustion hit him suddenly, sinking him further into the soft couch as his body went lax. He had a moment to be grateful for the impending sleep before it pulled him under.
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Xavier woke up in the way he hated most—suddenly, his heart pounding and his throat
tight on a strangled shout as he sat up in bed, his vision still blurred with sleep.
Couch.
At least he’d realised that much even as he rubbed at his eyes. He must have had another one of those fucking falling dreams—
“You’re alarm isn’t worth shit.”
The voice registered before Xavier could completely freak out, but he did jerk like he’d been zapped. He blinked rapidly, eager for a clear glimpse of the man in the room with him, then he had a horrible thought—maybe he was still asleep.
“Chase?” Xavier could see him, albeit slightly blurrily. Chase wasn’t looking at him, though. He was standing with his arms crossed, his profile to Xavier as if he was looking at the door. The pink tingeing Chase’s cheek made him think it was more embarrassment that had Chase looking away.
“Les said they haven’t found the fucker who drugged you, you know. They don’t even
have a clue where to look, which means he’s out there somewhere, and you have this shit alarm system.”