Page 72 of Sleeping with the Dark (The Righteous 3)
Cody swallowed hard, his pulse pounding hard. “I guess I’ll have to take my chances,” he said, surprised that his voice came out at all, let alone sounded confident.
The image of waking up to Trev pinning him to the bed as he fucked him hard was dancing firmly in his mind—more than ever, he wanted to push that button. Taking Trev by the shoulders, he turned him to face the desk, and with pressure on Trev’s back, he pointed to the desk. “Bend over, now.” There was resistance, but Trev finally submitted and leaned over until his cheek and chest touched the desk. He sucked in a sharp breath, his restrained hands clenching into fists as he came into contact with the cool wooden surface.
“Spread ‘em.” Cody tapped his foot against the insides of Trev’s feet and groaned as that delicious ass opened enough for him to see his prize. Hands shaking, he grabbed the small tube of lube and coated his cock before squeezing more onto his destination and fingers.
As much as he wanted to slam home, he was tempted to teach Trev a fun lesson. He couldn’t bring himself to hurt him purposely. Besides, it was going to be more fun to make him beg for his release than it was to make him scream in pain. He slowly slipped a finger into the tight hole and made sure to press firmly down as he did. He knew the moment he hit Trev’s prostate and smiled as Trev groaned and closed his eyes.
“Oh fuck,” Trev said and squirmed on the desk. Like a cat with a ball, Cody watched Trev’s ass wriggle back and forth as he deliberately teased that special spot. Trev’s ass cheeks flexed, his hips thrusting forward as his panting increased.
Sensing he was getting a little too close, Cody pulled his finger back and worked at making the entrance pliable for his girth.
“Fuck, you’re a tease,” Trev mumbled.
“Is this what you want?” He ran a couple of fingers over the sweet spot once more and gave it a few quick rubs drawing a few choice words from Trev’s slack jaw when he stopped once more.
He teased the rim of his clenching hole as he leaned over Trev’s body to get close to his ear.
“Tell me what you want.” He dipped his fingers in, but not far enough to give Trev any relief. “Say the words, or I leave you on your desk like this…wanting…needing and unable to satisfy the craving,” Cody whispered. Goosebumps rose on Trev’s body with his words, and he loved the reaction. “Say it, that’s an order.”
Trev licked his lips, his eyes turning to look at him. The raw need Cody saw in their depths was almost enough to give the man what they both craved, but he’d drawn his line, and he intended to stay on his side.
“Fuck me,” Trev finally said.
He continued to tease him, sinking his fingers deep and then withdrawing them. “How?”
“Hard and fast. Please.”
It was the please that did it, it was most likely one of the only times he would ever get this man to beg for anything, and he wasn’t going to squander it. Stepping up behind him, he gave himself a few firm strokes before lining up with the now well-prepared hole. Cody gripped Trev’s hips hard and had to take a few moments of teasing to get his ass to relax. Every swear word known to man tumbled from Trev’s lips as Cody found a steady rhythm and sank a little deeper with each thrust. He’d never been in such a tight hole, and he was sweating from the extreme effort of finally sinking all the way in.
They were panting in time with one another as he held still to catch his breath. Trev flexed his muscles and firmly locked him inside of his ass.
Trev moaned, the sound almost a whimper of pleasure as Cody eased back out to repeat the movement. Every little grunt and pant that tumbled from Trev’s mouth was sweet bliss to his ears.
The emotional build up had him dangling by a thread, but the sensation thrumming though his body with each flex of Trev’s ass was pushing him headlong towards his orgasm.
“Holy fuck, I can’t…I just can’t,” was all Cody could get out before the control he’d been hanging on so hard to crashed around him.
Grabbing onto the tie and locking hands with Trev, he pulled out and rammed into him like a man possessed. The level of carnal need was overpowering and driving him on. Flesh met flesh, the sound of their mutual groaning and swearing intensified the moment.
Sweat coated his chest as he neared the peak of his release, and he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. He was just about to give in and order Trev to come when his body quaked beneath him. Wrapping his hand around Trev’s throat, he pulled up and buried his face into the crook of his neck. Reaching around, he grabbed hold of Trev’s cock and somehow managed to keep his own rhythm.
“Fuck,” Trev yelled, his body going rigid as the first stream of his release found the desk. Cody’s internal chokehold he had on his orgasm dissolved, and he came harder than he ever had before. The release was violent and wracked his body. His orgasm bordered on painful—it was that strong.
As the last spurt left his body, his knees gave way, and he fell to the floor, taking Trev with him. They landed in a pile of limbs wrapped around one another. Laying there, panting hard, his cock still buried in Trev’s ass, neither seemed to have an interest in leaving the comforting wet warmth anytime soon. Cody fumbled slowly with the tie, but the simple knot gave way, and Trev groaned as he rolled his shoulders forward.
“I don’t want to move,” Cody mumbled into the side of Trev’s neck.
“Then don’t.” Trev pulled Cody’s arm more firmly around his body. Comfortable ease washed over him until Trev spoke again. “Oh, and Cody?”
“Mmhmm,” he mumbled.
“If you ever push me away again, we’re through.”
Cody swallowed hard. “I understand.”
Trev took a deep breath of the breeze, ruffling his almost too long hair. He turned in a slow circle and spotted Mel sitting on a log tossing pebbles into the crystal-clear water.
He started to walk and looked down as sand squished between his toes.
