Page 16 of Sleeping with the Dark (The Righteous 3)
Cody turned around and couldn’t help noticing the slight droop in Trev’s normally straight spine. His head was down, and his shoulders were curved forward—he was the image of apologetic. Without worrying about the consequences, he closed the short distance and laid his hand on Trev’s shoulder. The muscles flexed under his touch a moment before Trev spun to face him. He thought he was going to end up on his ass from the dark glare in Trev’s eyes, but Trev simply froze in place. The air sizzled around them, and Cody took a shuddering breath.
A flash from when he was taken to the hospital danced before his eyes. He’d be dead without this man and his brother. Trev had doctored him in the back of that Hummer—he calmed Renee and got her to apply pressure to the bleeding wounds. The touch of Trev’s strong hands had plagued his mind every moment since. When the police arrived after his surgery, he could barely remember his own name because of the heavy sedative. However, he distinctly remembered Trev standing in the room, neatly pressed suit in place and a stern expression on his features. Trev had told the police he was Cody’s lawyer, and they could get out until his client was well enough to give a statement.
The tension between them was palpable and as Trev’s eyes flicked to his lips he was unable to contain himself any longer. Cody grabbed Trev’s face and crashed his mouth to his slightly parted lips. A soft gasp met his contact and the electrical surge that flowed like a real thing between them. He braced himself to be shoved away, but Trev didn’t pull away as he had expected. Instead, Trev deepened the kiss, their tongues fighting in a battle for dominance, which only served to heighten his runaway desire. He pushed Trev back until they came into contact with the wall, and he was able to get a better angle on his mouth. Trev’s hands gripped Cody’s ass, and he groaned into this gorgeous man’s mouth, his cock throbbing inside the flimsy shorts. Cody had never wanted someone as bad as he wanted Trev.
The terrifying part was not the physical desire, it was the rapid beating of his heart and the pull in his gut screaming he wanted more than sex.
The heady scent of Trev’s heated skin mixed with the new woodsy aftershave made him unsteady on his feet with need. His knees shook slightly as his hands explored the wide shoulders, his hands snaking out along those arms until he could grip Trev’s hands and draw them above his head. They gripped one another tightly as if they were both trying to hang on for dear life to the flood of crashing sensations.
A raging hunger burned in Cody’s blood, making him feel out of control. He broke the kiss and gently bit into the skin of Trev’s neck.
“Oh fuck,” Trev’s voice was deep and rough.
The sound, a spur, and Cody’s body reacted. He pressed himself up against Trev, needing more contact. He was rewarded with another groan as their cocks pressed together. Cody thrust his hips up and down, relishing in the sensation of their hardened lengths rubbing together. The man was no slouch in the size department, and his own throbbed and jerked with the images of being taken by Trev—used by this man. The tip of Cody’s shorts was wet and not with sweat as his cock wept, desperate to feel skin on skin.
“I can’t do this,” Trev mumbled. Cody broke the seal of the hickey he’d been administering to the base of Trev’s neck, and he could feel the man drawing away from him. Desperate to keep whatever this was going, he grabbed Trev’s shaft and squeezed. Trev’s eyes snapped open, and those normally calm eyes held a dark wildness that Cody craved.
“I think you can.” Cody lowered himself to his knees, hooking his fingers into the waistband of Trev’s shorts as he went. “In fact, I know you can. I know you want to.” He gave the shorts a tug, and the swollen and angry-looking head of Trev’s cock became visible. It was glistening with pre-cum, the whole head so shiny it looked like he’d just stepped out of a shower. Cody drew his tongue across the tip and moaned with the salty taste that filled his mouth and invaded his senses.
Trev’s legs shook as Cody stared up at the body of the sexiest man he’d ever met. His eyes traveled upward until their eyes locked, and he knew he would do anything to have more of this. He’d sell his fucking soul to the devil himself to have this man, even for a single night. Cody tugged a little more on the shorts until they slid over Trev’s ass and showed off the grand majority of the deliciously hard cock. More pre-cum slipped from the tip, like a miniature climax, the clear liquid landing on his face.
“Fuck, you’re sexy,” Cody said and then didn’t waste another moment before slipping the cock into his mouth. Trev tensed and tried to back up, but he was already against the wall. He wasn’t letting Trev escape that easy. Gripping Trev’s hips hard to keep him from running, Cody quickly swirled his tongue around the sensitive tip of his cock, and Trev swore loudly before sliding his fingers through Cody’s hair. Cody groaned as those hands held him in place, Trev’s hips thrusting hard into his mouth.
“Oh fuck,” Trev mumbled.
Cody glanced up at Trev as the heated flesh that was like steel, slipped between his lips. Cody’s body was taut and ready for whatever Trev was willing to concede to as Trev pulled back and pressed into his mouth again. The subtle moans filling the room was the sweetest music to his ears.
Cody moaned and swallowed as he choked on the large dick invading his throat. Trev’s fingers gripped his hair hard as he held his cock down Cody’s throat longer than he’d ever managed before. His eyes watered, and lungs burned as Trev stared down at him and relaxed his hold. He gasped as the cock slipped from his mouth. Cody wiped the back of his hand across his chin as saliva dripped down his chin. There was a feral look in Trev’s eyes, a mix of the same wild need Cody was feeling, but there was an aggression that warned of a darker side to his personality.
Not caring if he had tears running down his face he took that dick into his mouth again and internally smiled as Trev’s legs shook. He grabbed his own throbbing dick and gave it a number of desperate tugs, the pain building between his legs, sweet agony. He drew his head back, to get a much needed breath, and Trev thrust his hips home until Cody’s nose was touching skin once more. Every time he pulled away, Trev would pull him close and hold him til he strained.
Hollowing his cheeks, he sucked hard, and the grip on the back of his head loosened again, Trev’s fingers quivering. Cody moaned as Trev’s all-male scent filled his nose. His face was wet with saliva and sweat as he bobbed his head on the cock bucking in his mouth for more.
“Stop, please stop,” Trev begged. Cody licked the hard silky-smooth skin from the tightened sac to the tip of the cock before gazing up at Trev.
Pulling his mouth off with apop, Cody said, “Let me do this for you. I want to do this.”
Trev bit his lip, his face an open book for once—the torn thoughts racing inside his brain were plainly written across his face.
“Please let me.” Cody licked the tip of his cock again. “I need this.” He kissed the head and circled the rim of the dick with his tongue. Like the man was his personal piece of candy Cody sucked that flared head into his mouth and savoured the feel before it fell from his lips. “I want this.” Cody’s hand twisted slightly as he fisted the heavy length. He kissed the tip as his hand met his lips. A guttural sound left Trev’s lips. “Let me make you feel good.”
Trev’s eyes squeezed shut, his whole body trembling, and Cody instinctively knew Trev was trying to rein himself back in. He wanted none of that perfectly put-together man right now. No, he wanted the beast hiding under the sheep’s clothing to come out and play. Before he could do anything further to convince Trev this was a good idea, Trev jerked away from his hold off to the side and yanked his shorts back into place. He backed away from Cody, who was still on his knees.
Trev’s cheeks were flushed, his eyes still held the passion of a few moments ago, but his words were cold as ice water.
“I said I can’t. I have my reasons. Maybe it would be best if you found a new place to live sooner rather than later.” Trev marched out the door and didn’t look back.
A wave of humiliation flooded Cody’s body. His body trembled as he pulled himself upright. Cody rubbed at the pain in his chest, he couldn’t understand why this man affected him so, but his heart hurt.
He wouldn’t throw himself at Trev again. He deserved better than to be treated like last week’s garbage. It was time Trev saw that.
Trev ran like a coward from Cody, and the feelings he was dragging to the surface from the dark depths of his soul. He’d buried his emotions along with the hopes and dreams of a real future with someone deep down. That was where he wanted this shit to remain. Why couldn’t Cody accept that? Why couldn’t he have stayed away and left this ridiculous notion of something happening between them alone?
As he neared the kitchen, the distinct sounds of J.J.’s laughter and his brother’s voice could be heard. He had no interest in running into the other members of his family and veered off his original destination to race up the stairs. His heart hammered in his chest faster than it had at any other time in his life. What the hell had Cody been thinking?
Trev didn’t have to look to know that he still had a raging hard-on. The painful throbbing while it smacked him in the stomach with each step, that was enough. In his haste, he missed the handle to his room and turned, fully colliding hard with the door. He stumbled back and barely caught himself before he ended up on his ass.
“Shit.” He rubbed at his nose, which took the brunt of the assault. He glared at the door like it was the door’s fault for his own stupidity. Gripping the handle tightly, he twisted it again, and as soon as he stepped through, he slammed the door back in place.
