“Dirty Dog,” he fired back like he was jealous of Buddy, but that was a crazy thought. Savage couldn’t think and speak freely; he could only repeat what he’d heard.Right?Sometimes I had to wonder.
The sound of my running shoes slapping against the pavement and the steady pull of air into my lungs helped settle me. The adrenaline never left my body, but it became more productive than just making my mind spin. Of course, the increase in testosterone made me want to do other things that would have to wait until Josh got home. Sure, I could rub one out in the shower, but why would I?
Josh was in the little room off the kitchenette mixing up hair color in his little plastic bowls. I’d been a really good boy the first time through, but catching him alone in the room was a different story. I left Buddy in the kitchenette because I knew he wouldn’t take off. The room was barely big enough for one person so cramming two inside was very interesting. I vividly recalled the first time I shut myself in the room with Josh and it appeared my dick did too.
“Well, hello there, Detective Sweaty Balls,” he said saucily.
“God I love your mouth,” I said then captured his lips in a kiss so fierce it had my insides twisted up in no time. I expected Josh to push me back and remind me that he was working or that his employees were near. Instead, he broke our kiss and put his finger over my mouth to tell me to be quiet before he dropped to his knees. “Josh,” I whispered hoarsely.
Josh pulled my sweats and underwear down far enough to spring my dick free. I closed my eyes and tilted my head against the locked door when I felt his tongue flick out to tease the crown of my dick, showing me that a little sweat wasn’t a turnoff for him. My hand at the back of his neck tightened to urge him to hurry up. I wanted to feel his hot mouth working my cock, and I wasn’t in the mood for teasing.
“So impatient,” he murmured between kisses along my shaft. “I can’t rush art.”
“Then you shouldn’t have started anything at all,” I told him. “I just wanted a kiss.”
“Okay,” Josh said, as he rose to his feet. “You got your kiss then.”
“You’re just going to leave me like this?” I hissed, pointing to my cock that was flushed red with desire and anger at being neglected.
“Yeah, I think I am.” He dismissed me by turning his back to me and whipping up his little hair potions. He hummed along happily as if he had no idea of what was going to be waiting for him when he got home. I couldn’t have that.
I pulled up my pants and underwear then walked up behind him until he was pinned between me and the sink. “You’re going to pay for this.” I reached between our bodies and ran my finger over his crack through his jeans. I was rewarded with a sharp gasp and the trembling of his body. “I’m not going to stop until you scream and beg me to let you come.”
“You’re so salty over a little teasing,” he said nonchalantly. “This Detective Piss and Groan isn’t very sexy. Bring back Detective Fuck and Moan.”
“There will be plenty of fucking and moaning, Sunshine. You can count on it.”
He turned around to face me wearing a smug smile. “Oh, I am.”
I turned loose of him and left him to get back to work. I retrieved the dog and bird and headed upstairs to plan my attack. Initially, I planned to feed him first before I tormented him, but decided there was no fun in that at all.
Instead, I watched the clock closely as I attempted to relax while watching some TV after a quick shower. I watched out the windows as the staff left for the night and counted the minutes until I knew Josh would be coming up the stairs. I laid in wait for him and pounced the minute his feet reached the top step. I lifted him up and carried him to the dining room table where I had the lube and condom waiting. Josh laughed in delighted glee as I tore his clothes from his body.
“You’ve been up here naked this entire time?” he asked.
“And hard,” I added. “The longer I waited, the harder I got with anticipation.”
I attacked his luscious lips with my mouth and kissed him until he was boneless beneath me on the table. Only then did I begin to prepare his ass for the fucking I was going to give him. I didn’t rush through it either. I wanted him to beg and plead for me. His body shook with need, but he wouldn’t say the magic words that would bring him relief—not my beautiful, stubborn man.
I could see in his eyes that he was determined to hold out on me, to get the upper hand, but I wasn’t about to let that happen. I slid two oil-slicked fingers in his ass and curled them upward to massage his prostate. I kept them right there and circled them around and around until sweat popped out all over his body and he shook hard all over.
“Is there something you want to say to me, Sunshine?”
“Yes!”
I had him right where I wanted him and knew it. “There’s no shame in saying what you want. Go ahead and tell me.”
“I shot J.R.,” he said, then grinned wickedly knowing damn well he got me with his reference toDallaswhile I was sexing him up.
I wasn’t one to give in easily or else we wouldn’t have been together in that moment. I decided to switch up tactics on Josh. I pulled my fingers out of his tight clinch and began stroking my cock between his spread legs instead. His smugness faded when I continued to pleasure myself instead of rolling on the condom and fucking him.
“You’re playing with me right now,” he said, not believing that I’d jerk off to completion. I hoped it wasn’t the case, but I was prepared to be just as coy and stubborn as him. He narrowed his eyes when he saw my wicked smile. “Okay, fine.”
Josh reached down and began stroking his cock with his right hand while teasing his eager hole with two fingers of his left. His back arched off the table, but his eyes never left mine. Damn him and his ability to stay ahead of me each and every time. I had to believe that he wanted my cock even more than he wanted his fingers. Josh looked so goddamned sexy pleasuring himself in front of me. My hand felt good, and I felt the telltale signs of my orgasm building in my balls, but I wanted more.
I was just about to give in and be the one to beg when he let out a frustrated growl followed by, “Fuck me already, Gabe! Please! I’m begging, okay?”
I had the condom on in record time and pushed inside him until I was as far inside as I could get. I paused to let him adjust to my girth then I gave him the pounding his eyes and his words demanded. I pushed his legs back until his knees were almost to his chest so that he was completely open to me. I could tell by the way his balls were bouncing that he was working his cock hard.
