“I’d love to,” Laurence said. He stood and offered his hand to Alex, who accepted it without hesitation. He pulled Alex to his feet, and in a breathless moment that left Laurence tingling, Alex stood close to him, his chest nearly flush with Laurence’s own. Laurence’s cock woke, and so too did the moxie that only emerged when he was around Alex. With a grin, he tilted his head to the side and leaned in so he could whisper into Alex’s ear. “I’m afraid I’m no gourmet chef. Will your expensive tastes be satisfied with what I have tooffer?”
Alex squeezed his hand. He drew back only so that his lips brushed along Laurence’s jaw. “Take me home and let’s findout.”
8
Alex
Alex grimacedas he loosened his tie and sat at Laurence’s kitchen island. Across the room, Laurence searched the fridge for something to make for dinner on the fly. Never had a man taken Alex home andnottaken him to bed, especially after whispering thinly veiled dirty things into his ear like Laurence had done. He hadn’t thought that Laurence was speakingliterallywhen he’d asked if Alex would be okay with his homecooking.
Did the man not understandinnuendos?
Alex studied his back as purple introduced itself to his vision. It blended with the candlelit darkness and chased the orange out of the flickering flames of the tea lights on the island an arm’s length away from where he sat. He fidgeted on the stool he was perched on, uncomfortable with the fact that the color was there at all. He should have been frustrated that Laurence wasn’t cooperating,not—
No. Alex didn’t even want to think it. The little rush he got whenever Laurence was around was a product of lust, nothing more. He’d work it out of his system tonight and prove it tohimself.
Laurence wasn’t anything more than a temporary cure to the ache in his soul. That wasall.
“I’ve got some chicken breast I could cook for us,” Laurence said from the fridge. His back was to the island, and to Alex. Alex slid off the stool and headed for Laurence as he continued to list off the contents of his fridge. “I’ve got fresh spinach, too. If you likevinaigrettes—”
Alex arrived behind Laurence and wrapped his arms loosely around Laurence’s waist. He let the tips of his fingers dip downward to brush Laurence’s clothed cock, then pushed his own erection against Laurence’s ass while he leaned in close. Laurence’s whole body went stiff with surprise. Only then did Alex speak, letting his words caress the back of Laurence’s ear. “I like cream basesbetter.”
There was no reaction. No savage, primal growl, no pinning Alex to the fridge door, not even a gasp. Frustrated, Alex closed his eyes and treated the dip of Laurence’s neck with the gentle touch of his lips. When he spoke again, he did so against Laurence’s skin. “There’s nothing wrong with what we’re about to do, you know. I’m a consenting adult. Ilikeolder men… and I like it when older men like me.” Alex let his fingertips roam. He traced the outline of Laurence’s hardened cock. “Do you know what else Ilike?”
There was no answer from Laurence. Alex didn’t let it deter him. He used the silence between them as his answer and replied before it became awkward. He would not lose this conquest. Heneededthis.
“I like it when my men are a little shy.” It was a lie, but Alex played it off well. If he could just break Laurence out of whatever shell he was hiding in, they could have fun, and the purple would go away. “Is this your first time bringing home a boy likeme?”
“Alex,” Laurence murmured. It wasn’t spoken in a tone that told Alex to stop, so Alex didn’t. He parted the leather of Laurence’s belt from the buckle, then toyed with the fly he foundbeneath.
“You don’t have to ask permission,” Alex told him. He kept his tone low and seductive, letting the words heat Laurence’s skin in the way he knew drove men wild. “I want you, Laurence. I want you to rip my panties open from behind and fuck me raw while I’m still wearing them. I want you to come on my ass and soak the lace you ruined. Tonight, I want you topaintme.”
A shiver ran down Laurence’s back. It was the first sign that Alex was getting through to him, so Alexpersisted.
“And after you’re done soaking my panties with your cum?” Alex undid Laurence’s fly and slipped his hand inside, caressing his cock through his boxer-briefs. Precum had already wet the front panel. Excitement shot through Alex like a dart through a smoky room, piercing him and stirring clouds of lust in the process. He pressed a hot kiss against Laurence’s neck. “I want you to put your filthy cock back inside me. I want you to shoot a load up my ass. And when you’re done, and you’ve pulled out, I want you to feed me whatever cum trickles out… because that’s where your cum belongs, doesn’t it? Inside of me. All of it belongs inside of me. And if any escapes, it’s your duty to make sure that it goes back where itbelongs.”
Laurence sucked in a breath. The tiny sound was sharp in the silence of the room. The only other noise was the hum of the refrigerator, its light bathing them both in itsglow.
“I’ll lick it off your fingers,” Alex whispered, doing his best not to admit to himself that he was getting turned on, too. The connection between them hummed in the air like a plucked guitar string, its note every bit as sweet as the purple Alex saw whenever Laurence was near. He let his teeth graze Laurence’s neck, then nipped him before he continued. “Then, when you think it’s all gone, I’ll take your fingers in my mouth and I’ll suck them clean so that there’s no doubt nothing is left behind. And if you get horny watching me do it and want to fill me again? I’ll give you your choice of holes. You can fuck my ass and breed me like a good little slut like me deserves, or you can fuck my mouth. Hard.Chokeme. Make me gag on you, and force me to swallow yourload.”
The hum grew stronger, almost frenzied. It vibrated in Alex’s chest, and in response, Alex rubbed his cock against Laurence’s ass, needing friction between them. Most men didn’t excite him, but Laurence wasn’t most men. Alex didn’t know him very well, but he’d already pieced together enough to know that. His fingers curled around Laurence’s cock as best they could and started tostroke.
“I want it.” Alex kissed Laurence’s shoulder, but still, he needed more. The air was thick with their mutual need for one another. It flooded Alex and exploded in purples and electric whites behind his eyes. He gave up stroking Laurence’s cock so he could slip his hand beneath his boxer-briefs and grasp him in full. It was already messy—soaked with the precum Alex had previously felt through the front panel of hisunderwear.
How much would Laurence shoot into him? The bigger the load, thebetter.
“Fuck, do I want it.” Alex rested his head against Laurence’s shoulder, moving his hips in a slow but steady rhythm that pushed his cock against Laurence’s ass. His hand worked down Laurence’s shaft, spreading precum until he was sloppy. “You don’t have to pretend around me, Laurence. You don’t have to act prim and proper. I want you to be an animal. I want you tofuckme.”
The fridge door slammed shut. In the next moment, Alex’s feet were no longer on the ground. He gasped, but the noise was silenced by Laurence’s lips. His ass met the edge of the nearbycounter.
Alex tangled one hand in Laurence’s hair, forcing Laurence closer. The other plucked the glasses from Laurence’s face and set them out of the way. He opened his mouth, and Laurence’s tongue accepted his invitation. While they kissed, Laurence’s hands worked Alex’s belt open and lowered his fly. In the next moment, his pants were pooled around his ankles. Alex stepped out of his dress shoes and kicked the pantsaside.
Black lace was all that kept his cock inplace.
Laurence gripped him through the lace, his hand firm and his touch demanding. Alex moaned into his mouth and pressed against him, rocking his hips so he crashed over and over against Laurence’s palm. Green started to tint the purple in his vision, and he welcomed it. Hedeservedit.
Beneath his polite veneer, Laurence was an animal. He was no different than any man Alex had been with before. With him, the hurt would fade, and Alex would move on and never think about him again. Laurence didn’t deserve his time any more than his other canvaseshad.
But the green disappeared when the kiss broke and Laurence uttered two simple words against his lips. “You’reperfect.”
