Page 15 of Dark Seduction

After eating the sandwich Cole looked up at me as I leaned on the counter facing him. “That brought me back to my years in college,” he said. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of eating one of those, because you make the best peanut butter and jelly sandwich.” All I could do was smile. Just that small compliment had me forgetting that I saw my fiancé going to a dude’s apartment on national television.

I was angrier at Sidney than I was with Cole. But I had to remind myself not to shoot the messenger. I sat on the side of Cole, placed my hand over his. “Are you going to tell me about your boyfriend?”

“What boyfriend?” He narrowed his eyes and slanted his head as if confused.

“The one you were with on that entertainment network.”

“Oh, that was nothing. He’s one of my famous clients.”

“You call that nothing when everyone I knew saw you carrying Charlie—”

“His name is Charles St. John, and he is just what I said he was—”

“You haven’t said what he is or was to you.”

“Nothing. He’s a client and he’s twenty-one for god’s sake, Daniel. I never would consider him as anything, and not even a friend.” Cole stood and I grabbed his hand and brought him back to sit on the sofa next to me.

“Then why were you with him when you should be with me?” I knew it sounded needy, but I couldn’t hide my feelings, so I just let it flow. My voice cracked.

“Because he’s my unofficial job. He’s a big client, and I have to figure out a way to get him out of a contract. I don’t know how I’m going to do it. If I don’t, then I’ll never get the position I’ve been wanting.”

“You’ll get it. You’ve worked too hard to have it slip away.” I leaned in, and his lips were warm and as needy as mine. He was in a dilemma, and I could see it.

“We’ll work this out together. We can talk about it in the morning. Right now, I think you’re the one who needs tender loving and care,” he said. Cole was right. I needed reassurance because the time we were apart had destroyed my self-confidence, and right now I need to be buried deep within him.

I stood and led Cole to the restroom and undressed him and we stepped into the shower together. “Tell me what you want,” I whispered into his ear as the water fell caressing our bodies. We were both exhausted with the events of the day. I wondered if this would be the future, both too tired to make love to each other, having to make an appointment just to see each other. I slapped his ass hard, to wake him up and to announce that I was coming in hard.

I stroked my cock back and forward, slapped his ass on both cheeks and placed two fingers on his hole and pushed in and pulled out, and then with my length I rubbed it over his tight hole. He had his cock firm in his hand, stroking it as he leaned his head against the shower wall and I pulled back and with my hard cock, I plowed into his tight hole, and he moaned and grunted and laid his head back against my chest.

It took only a few minutes of me pushing in and pulling out and then plunging my cock deep inside, and him moaning and groaning in pleasure before he called out my name, and a trail of white milky fluid flowed down the drain.

I needed more time because I’d been uptight and worrying about whether he would leave me or not. Two years was a long time, things could have happened that I didn’t know about. I was just getting to know Cole when he disappeared.

When I glanced at him and his smooth inviting body, I wanted to punish him for what he’d done to me. Made me question everything I’d thought about myself. I placed my hand around his waist and dropped deep inside his cavity, then pulled it out just to hear Cole’s moan of pain and pleasure. My body shuddered when I felt my orgasm coming, but I needed more time to punish his tight hole.

I grabbed his scrotum and squeezed with one hand, and with the other, I guided my heavy cock through his tight ring, pulled out, and broke through again and again, until I whispered, “I’m coming, baby. You know I’ll take care of you, but I needed this.”

As usual Cole worked his sweet ass on my cock even if he might have thought it was painful, but he never let on or cried out his safe word. I pulled out after he’d milked my length until I was weak, but that didn’t stop me from reaching for Cole, carrying him into the bedroom and placed him on the sheets, and anticipating another round of pleasure while I sucked his cock.

First, I dried him, however, before I could place his cock in my mouth to bring it back to life and wake him because I was so desperate to please him and myself, he’d drifted into a deep sleep. I reached and placed him in my arms, and sometime between when his phone rang we were both asleep, but I wasn’t speaking for Cole, but for me it was the best sleep I’d had until the phone rang.

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