They might have kissed for five minutes or fifty. Reese, who lived by appointments and deadlines met, completely lost track of time as he existed in a haze of pleasure and lust. He pushed his aching cock into Karl"s groin, wanting release, but at the same time he was content simply to kiss and kiss. Exploring another"s mouth with so much leisure and passion was far more delicious than he"d imagined. Everything about this encounter was far beyond any of his furtive fantasies.
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It was Karl who finally pulled away and gave the next directive. “I want to be inside you now,” he murmured breathlessly. “Turn over.”
Apparently Reese had surrendered his will at the door. In these rooms, Karl was the ruler, and he had to obey. He rolled over. He suspected there would be pain, but he welcomed whatever the more experienced man would show him. Hell, Reese longed for any pleasure or touch even more than he craved release for the exquisite tightening in his balls.
Karl moved away from him for a moment, making noises as he got something from the night table. Reese"s heart pounded, and his buttocks tensed in anticipation. Then Karl was back, crawling over Reese, his cock sliding between his cheeks.
Reese"s anus clenched. His pulse fluttered erratically. He was both nervous and more excited than he"d ever been in his life.
“Am I correct in guessing you"ve never done this before?” Karl"s low whisper floated through the stillness. He didn"t wait for an answer before adding, “I will be careful. But for this to give you pleasure, you must relax and trust me.”
“Trust is not my stock-in-trade,” Reese reminded him drily.
The other man kissed his shoulder with those surprisingly soft lips. “Right now you are no longer a spy, a soldier, or even a merchant"s son. When two people give pleasure, they must temporarily set aside the rest of their lives and focus only on being lovers. That is what you are at this time. A lover.
My
lover.”
Karl"s unselfconscious, totally sincere pronouncement made Reese cringe and glow in equal measures. The word
lover
sounded so romantically silly and wonderfully promising at the same time.
Karl chuckled. “I can feel you tensing. Surrender to it, my friend. Open yourself to joy and pleasure.”
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to his waist. There, hands and mouth converged. Karl spread Reese"s cheeks apart, and his tongue licked the crevice between.
Reese gasped, and his anus tensed even harder as the man"s tongue touched him there, swirling around his entrance like a fish nibbling at bait. He"d thought he guessed the details of sodomy in his fantasies. A cock in his backside he"d expected, but not this teasing play, not the man"s mouth exploring this most intimate place. It was depraved, shocking—wonderful.
When he tensed, Karl pressed his palm with splayed fingers across Reese"s lower back. He pulled his mouth away to murmur, “Trust, remember?” And his breath tickled Reese"s rear. With a conscious effort of will, Reese forced himself to relax into the boneless comfort the earlier kissing and touching had given him.
Karl delved farther between his legs, spreading them so he could lick the sensitive strip from Reese"s rear entrance to his balls. The man lapped them, sending pleasure shimmering through Reese. How strange to feel Karl"s hair brushing his inner thighs, his breath warming his balls, and the wetness of his mouth nuzzling all over. Karl gave a last playful lick before pulling away.
There was a moment"s pause, and then his hand returned to Reese"s rear to stroke some oily lubricant over and into the hole. The tip of his finger entered, pulling and stretching Reese"s opening. His body contracted around that intrusion, and his heart rate increased. Excitement made every hair on his body rise and his skin tingle. This was it. In a moment, he would know how it felt to be entered, to give up all control and be possessed in that way. He wanted it and feared it in his very core. Not the physical aspect so much, but how the two of them joining might change him.
Karl murmured in German as he continued to work the muscle of Reese"s sphincter, widening it with several fingers. Reese would have been embarrassed to hear Karl call him things like “sweetheart” or “darling” in English, but the guttural endearments in a foreign tongue only added to his excitement.
“
Schatz, du machst mich so glücklich. Du gibst mir freude
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Reese relaxed into the stroking hands and thrust back onto the pushing fingers. He was ready for more, ready for the hard knob of Karl"s cock now. And once more, it was as if the other man read his mind—or maybe the signals of his body—for he moved up behind Reese and guided the well-oiled head of his cock into him.
One slow, easy push, and Reese"s body stretched around the thrusting member. He gasped at the burning sensation. It didn"t hurt exactly, but he felt so full, so…invaded by the other man"s body. His cock ached with desire, and as if sensing his need, Karl snaked a hand beneath his body to wrap a fist around Reese"s erection.
Reese lifted up on his knees to allow him access, which pushed him back onto Karl"s cock. Karl"s body curved around his as he drove deeper, filling Reese to the limit. He groaned, his breath puffing warm and moist against Reese"s shoulder. The friction of the other man"s palm on Reese"s cock built up heat that raged through him. In desperation, Reese pushed against Karl"s solid body. He wanted more of that thick slab filling his arse. He wanted it buried to the hilt in him.
Karl grunted and swore in several languages. “Holy Mother, Christ!” He gripped Reese"s cock hard, forgetting to pull as his own pleasure grew too strong.
“
Mein Gott
, you cocksucking whoremaster.”
Reese would"ve laughed at the random curses if he hadn"t been so aroused by Karl"s loss of control. It felt good to have the other man lose composure for a change, empowering even as he lay prone beneath Karl"s bucking body. He may have surrendered the position of dominance by letting Karl ride on top, but he had his own kind of power here. A man didn"t have to be in the saddle in order to have control. By giving up supremacy, he"d gained the ability to drive Karl to the pinnacle of ecstasy.
Reese"s climax rose to a peak as Karl rubbed him briskly while striking a place deep inside that opened a door like a key to a lock. The tightly coiled knot of desire came undone in a rush, ecstasy blossoming through him and shooting out of him.
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Reese clung to the arm around him as he released in warm spurts. Hot tears squeezed from the corners of his tightly closed eyes. He shuddered and gasped for breath.
Karl groaned and continued to pump his hips, driving his shaft in and out of Reese like a piston. The slap of skin against skin and Karl"s grunts filled the silence. That thick cock drilling his rear was close to painful, but Reese craved more of that slow burn.
Karl thrust once more and froze, spending in pulses. Reese clenched his muscles around Karl"s cock, milking him dry. Karl"s breath tickled Reese"s neck and blew across his sweaty shoulder. He remained buried inside Reese, and for several amazing moments the two of them melded together as one.
Then at last, Karl"s arm loosened, and he let Reese"s cock slip from his fingers.
“Are you all right?”
More than all right. I’m the best I’ve been in years, maybe in all my life
. “Fine, thank you,” Reese answered casually, hoping his voice didn"t tremble and give away the depth of his feeling.
Karl"s chuckle vibrated against his back, and he kissed Reese between the shoulder blades. “Mm, I think that was beyond such meager politeness. I believe we both earned a bit more exuberance than that. Perhaps an „amazing," „astonishing," or
„stupendous" is in order.”
“You"re the best I"ve ever had. Is that what you want to hear?” Reese meant it as a tease, but the words came out a bit sharper and more caustic than he"d intended.
Karl ignored the sarcasm and smiled as if accepting a freely given compliment.
He hugged Reese and murmured, “You"re a mysterious man, Jonathan Reed.
Perhaps a little magical, for I don"t know why you affect me as you do. There"s no logic in it, but there it is. This was very powerful for me too.”
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Reese blushed at Karl"s words. The man had a tendency toward the dramatic and seemed to have no shame admitting his feelings despite the fact he"d spent a good portion of his life in England. Where was the British reticence and reserve?
As the delightful pleasures of orgasm began to fade, Reese"s barriers came up of their own accord. He felt awkward and embarrassed and wanted to pull away from Karl"s embrace.
“Ah, I feel you tensing again. Stop that.” Karl didn"t let him go, instead giving him a little squeeze and shake. “Sexual encounters aren"t always about getting through the act, then moving on. The lounging and chatting afterward are part of it.
We have plenty of time. Stay in my bed awhile and relax.”
Just that easy? Relax and lounge. “I don"t know if I can,” Reese admitted.
“You"ll learn. Come now. You"ve told me the bare bones of your background, but nothing of personal importance. We shall each share a story from our boyhood and thus begin to know more about each other.”
“We will?” Reese glanced over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow at the erbgraf"s autocratic insistence on having his way.
“I will begin.” Karl paused. “Once when I was eight, my aunt caught me and my little cousin Berta comparing genitals. The woman took the innocent curiosity of children and turned it into a bomb to lob at my father"s side of the family.
Arguments, recrimination, past slights, present disagreements flew back and forth like mortar shells, all because she chose not to deal with the situation in a circumspect manner. That is the kind of family I come from—one in which any excuse will be used to bring up past transgressions or to lobby for a better position.
My relatives are an insane lot.
“And did such an uproar scar two children for life, causing them to fear their own sexuality and the effect it had on others? I think not, for my cousin Berta appears to be happily married, while I am quite comfortable with my choices. Still, this gives you a picture of what life was like in the extended von und zu Neuschlosswold-Binder family.”
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Reese had moved over to lie on his back so he might see Karl"s face as he related this story. The man"s expression belied his assertion that the incident hadn"t affected him or his relationship with others. When a man couldn"t trust the shifting allegiances in his own family, how could he learn to trust the world at large? It seemed Karl had learned to take what pleasure he could from life, but his cavalier attitude hid a bruised heart.
“Now you,” Karl prompted, nudging him in the arm. “Tell me a story about you. And don"t stop to think of how much you dare say or what the story will reveal.
I can hear your mind working already.”
Of course, he was right. Any nugget of information shared might be used against Reese. What harmless story of his youth could he tell without offering too much of himself?
“I had a sister,” he found himself blurting. His throat closed. He hadn"t spoken of Susan for years and usually tried not to think about her. The pain of her loss was of no use to him; it created a bewilderingly strong sensation that left him weak.
“What happened to her?” Karl"s hand stroked over his shoulder and down his chest, then rested over Reese"s right nipple.
“She died. Childbirth fever while I was away at war.” He shrugged, glad he could speak in a normal voice. “But that is not my story. I was going to tell of a time when we were children. Susan loved to make dares or accept them. She was scared of nothing, not even our father. One day she bet with me that I couldn"t walk the ridgepole of the shed.”
“And the stakes?”
“Slopping the pig and changing her water. I would"ve agreed to anything for the chance of not having to do that chore. Susan didn"t mind the job, so it wasn"t much of a bet on her part, but she did love to throw out a challenge.”
“Let me guess. You fell off the roof.”
“Nearly broke my neck.” Reese showed the small scar where the edge of the roof had caught him as he"d fallen and marked his shoulder forever.
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“Which may be partly why you are such a cautious man now.” Karl tweaked his nipple, sending a sharp twinge through Reese"s body. “Perhaps you took too many of your reckless sister"s dares and didn"t like the results. But I think that is not the main reason you hesitate to trust.” He slid his hand down Reese"s stomach and brought it to rest right beside his twitching cock. “I will find out the rest of your story eventually. You can be sure of that.”
Reese wondered why the man would make such a promise. They had no future.
And before, as they"d touched each other, why had Karl offered all that sweet affection when there was no need to seduce Reese with honeyed words? Karl could simply order him to drop to his knees. What did Karl gain from coaxing him to give more of himself?