Page 41 of Something Unprofessional

It wasn’t far to his bedroom, where Gabe tossed Ev down in the center of the bed. Ev rolled to his front and drew his knees under him, ass up. Gabe obliged him by dragging his PJs down and landing several sharp smacks to his pale skin, watching it flush red in the shape of Gabe’s palm. Gorgeous.

Ev whimpered, fisting the sheets and wiggling his ass in the air for more.

“Nuh-uh,” Gabe chastised as he retrieved the lube. “No distractions. You asked for Daddy’s cock, and that’s what you’re going to get. On your back, tiger. I want to see you.”

There was a brief hesitation, then Ev flipped back over and starfished out, his chest heaving, his hard cock jutting up toward the ceiling. His cheeks were flushed and his lip caught betweenhis teeth, but as he met Gabe’s eyes, he let it pop free. “I want to see you too, Daddy.” He glanced pointedly at Gabe’s shirt.

Gabe didn’t hesitate to pull the fabric over his head and toss it aside, enjoying the way Ev’s eyes darkened. “Better?”

Ev nodded, then squirmed out of his hoodie. His boy was a beautiful study in contrasts with his pale skin and dark tattoos. Gabe would love to spend some time exploring, but they were both too worked up for that. He climbed up to kneel on the bed and stripped Ev the rest of the way out of his PJs, sending the pants the same direction as his shirt. Then he pressed Ev’s legs toward his chest.

“Hold on to your knees,” he instructed. “Keep yourself open for me.”

Ev did as he was told, hooking his hands behind his thighs and spreading his legs wide. “What are you gonna do, Daddy?” he asked, equal parts eager and breathless.

Gabe didn’t answer him, just trailed a finger down his inner thigh, watching as Ev’s balls pulled up tight and goose bumps appeared in the wake of his touch. Beautiful. He skimmed over Ev’s sack and down between his legs, circling his hole. The muscle clenched, and Ev let out a low whine. “Relax for me, tiger,” Gabe reminded as he massaged it with a light touch until he started to relax, then he added some lube and eased his way inside, Ev’s body opening eagerly to let him in. “Good boy.”

Ev moaned, his eyes sliding shut as precome dripped onto his abs. His cock was flushed red from all the teasing, and Gabe didn’t think he’d last much longer. He slipped in a secondfinger, giving Ev the bare minimum of time to adjust before he added a third. Ev trembled, his eyes squeezed shut, his brows pulled together in concentration as Gabe worked him loose. When he deemed Ev as ready as he was going to be, he shucked off his pants, lubed his cock, and positioned himself at his boy’s opening.

“Open your eyes, Everett,” Gabe said as he leaned over, his hands planted on the mattress. Ev’s eyes popped open and locked on Gabe’s face just as Gabe pressed inside and bottomed out in one smooth thrust.

Ev let out a shout, his hands flying to grab Gabe’s shoulders and hang on, his nails digging in and causing pinpricks of pain that Gabe focused on to stay in control. God, he felt good. Hot and perfectly tight. And the sounds he was making, breathless little gasps and whimpers, fuck. It was nearly impossible to hold still instead of pounding into his boy like he wanted to. Ev was right. The weeks without him had been much too long.

He met Ev’s eyes again, pleased to see they were still open and watching him, despite the glaze of arousal. “Is this what you needed, tiger?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Ev groaned, his hole clenching around Gabe and forcing him to focus on his breathing again.

“How does it feel?”

Ev shivered, his chest heaving. “So good,” he said, stroking his hands over Gabe’s shoulders and down to his elbows, then upagain. “Why do you feel so good?”

Gabe let out a strained chuckle. “Why do you?” He rolled his hips, pressing deeper in small, rocking movements.

Ev’s lips parted, and his eyes rolled back. “Right there, Daddy, right there.”

Gabe hadn’t intended this to be a slow, drawn-out fuck, but plans could change. He kept up the rolling, grinding motion as Ev’s skin flushed darker and his breathing turned quick and uneven with his approaching orgasm. Gabe leaned down, pressing their foreheads together and trapping Ev’s cock between their bellies.

Ev threaded his fingers through Gabe’s hair, holding him in place as their breath mixed, warm between them. They’d never kissed.

Gabe was thrown by the thought and his rhythm faltered, but he got it back quickly. They hadn’t? He tried to remember, but no, for all that he’d obsessed over Ev’s pouty lower lip, he had yet to taste it. All of a sudden, that seemed like a terrible oversight.

He leaned in, but at the last moment, Ev turned his face away and Gabe ended up trailing kisses back to his ear, where he nipped the lobe, pushing away the flash of disappointment. “Daddy’s going to fuck you now, boy,” he said, voice rough. “You’re going to find out what happens when you tease too much.” That was the only warning Ev was going to get. Gabe pulled all the way out, then thrust home with a snap of his hips.

Ev’s mouth opened on a silent cry. Gabe didn’t give him a chance to recover before he did it again and again, chasing hisorgasm as Ev tensed and went over the edge, untouched and unable to draw breath enough to do more than shake and cling to Gabe.

His own orgasm followed close behind, pleasure crashing over him and whiting out his thoughts, pushing away any lingering doubts.

After getting them bothcleaned up, Gabe stretched out on the bed. Instead of cuddling against his side, Ev crawled on top of him like his own personal weighted blanket. Gabe tugged the actual blanket up over them to ward off the chill in the room as Ev got settled with his cheek on Gabe’s chest.

Gabe stroked a hand up and down his back. “How are you feeling?”

Ev made a whiny sound and tried to pull the blanket over his head. “Ev can’t come to the phone right now. Please leave a message at the beep. Beeeeep.”

Gabe’s chest shook with amusement. “That’s the second time you’ve beeped at me today.” He dug his fingers into the ticklish spot on Ev’s side. “Are you an answering machine or an alarm clock?”

Ev yelped and tried to arch away, but Gabe kept him in place with an arm wrapped around Ev’s waist while poking at ticklish spots with the other, until Ev was laughing uncontrollably and writhing enough that Gabe was either going to end up turnedon again or kneed somewhere uncomfortable. “Well? Are you going to answer me?” he asked, tickling fingers hovering menacingly.

Ev collapsed against him, gasping for breath, giggles still slipping through. “You’re so mean, Daddy,” he managed to say.

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