The metal clicked as the cuff closed tighter around Vahin’s wrist. He gave a tentative pull. “I’m not sure my bed frame is ready for this.”
Marlon grinned down at him wickedly. “We’re celebrating. If buying a new bed is part of the expense, so be it.”
Another wave of relief washed over him. “I can’t believe it’s done. That I don’t even have to go to court or anything.”
Marlon shrugged. “Not too surprising. Andrew didn’t have any clearance, didn’t do things by the book, and with Pat’s video….” Marlon scoffed. “It would be asking for trouble to take it further. It’s in the best interest of everyone if the ticket magically disappeared. Of course, you missed out on a great lawsuit opportunity, if you’d wanted one.” Marlon clicked the fuzzy cuff one notch tighter so it barely cut into Vahin’s skin, then ran his hand down Vahin’s arm and through his chest hair.
Vahin arched his back, letting out a groan, then narrowed his eyes at Marlon, despite his pleasure. “You sound pretty confident, like you weren’t worried.”
“I wasn’t too worried. This outcome is the only one that made sense, but I didn’t want to say it like that to you. Because itshouldhappen this way, didn’t mean there wasn’t a slight chance it wouldn’t.” Marlon moved down Vahin’s body, lowering his face to Vahin’s. “Can we quit talking about this now?”
Vahin answered with a kiss, one that was sweet for half a second, then became heat and tongue.
As Marlon explored Vahin’s mouth, he ran his hand down Vahin’s stomach, wrapped his fingers around Vahin’s cock, and gave it a tug.
Vahin pushed into his grip, beginning to pump.
Marlon released him, both his grip and the kiss. “Oh no, you don’t. You’re not coming yet.”
“I’m not going to last long, Marlon. I feel like I’ve been pent up for weeks, even with all the sex we’ve had.” He grinned up at Marlon. “I’m going to shoot quick, and then I’m afraid I’ll be done.”
Marlon grimaced. “Why do you sound happy about that?”
“Why? Are you so sex starved you need it to last hours?”
“You have met me before, right?” Marlon gripped Vahin’s cock again and gave another squeeze. He looked down, then ran his thumb over the tip.
Vahin sucked in a breath. He hadn’t been kidding—just the spreading of his slick precum was nearly enough to bring him to orgasm. He forced the sensation away. “I’m afraid if you want to make tonight last, you’re going to have to try a little harder.”
A hurt look crossed Marlon’s face. “I haven’t been trying hard enough for you?”
He ignored the question. It took effort not to laugh and to keep the intentionally sexy rasp in his voice. “I’m afraid I’m going to shoot and be done, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.” He yanked lightly where he was bound with the fuzzy purple handcuffs. “What good do you think one little pair of these will do?” He reached down with his free hand and grabbed Marlon’s thick cock and squeezed hard.
Marlon let out a hiss.
Vahin released him and raised his hand to the cuffs. “I mean, once I shoot, it would be easy for me to reach up and hit the release, and then I’m off watching TV or something while you get blue balls.”
Understanding dawned in Marlon’s expression, and he scoffed. “You’re never satisfied.”
“Maybe if you were someone else, these cute little cuffs would work.” Vahin ran his hand across Marlon’s muscled chest and then smacked his left pec, hard. “But my boyfriend is a cop. Surely he doesn’t expect me to be satisfied with a Muppet tied to my wrist.”
“Oh for fuck—” Marlon swung his leg over Vahin so he no longer straddled him and got off the bed.
Vahin watched Marlon’s superb naked body as he walked through the bedroom door and disappeared around the corner. There was a small clanging of metal, and he was back, dick still hard, pointing skyward and bobbing back and forth with each step he took.
He held the official handcuffs out toward Vahin. “Will these work?”
God yes!He shrugged with his free shoulder. “Put them on me, and then I won’t have a choice, will I?”
Marlon moved up on the bed, crawled onto Vahin until his massive thighs were under Vahin’s armpits and his cock was inches from Vahin’s face. “What do you want me to do once I’ve got these on you?”
In his fantasy, Marlon would ride Vahin’s cock to orgasm and then get off and fuck Vahin himself. However, even hotter than that would be letting Marlon do anything he wanted, as many times as he wanted.
Vahin flashed an innocent look up at Marlon. “I don’t know, Officer. I’ll be at your mercy. I guess I’ll have to let you do whatever you want.”
Marlon studied Vahin for a second, and then his expression changed. He gripped Vahin’s free arm and lifted it toward the headboard. With his other hand, he forced his erection into Vahin’s mouth. “How about we start with you not making so much noise.”
Vahin’s eyes rolled back in his head with pleasure as Marlon’s pubes pushed against his face while the cold metal encircled his wrist and then closed tight.
There were no more worries over ruining his life or Mary’s, no triggering sensation of the handcuffs being anything more than a fun time with his man. It was only lust, passion, and love.
He peered up, captured by the sight of Marlon’s muscled body as he rocked into Vahin’s mouth.
Marlon glanced down, their gazes met, and his grin grew wicked.
Yeah. Lust and love. What could be better?
