Page 31 of Dark Seduction

Chapter 18

Daniel

Before leaving my apartmentfor Cole’s place, I knocked on the door to my guest bedroom, it was quiet in there, too quiet. My heart raced, expecting Sidney to have fallen into a trap Charles had set. Although Sidney liked to brag that he had been into all kinds of kinky stuff, I thought the only thing he’d been involved in was having sex with a fem boy, or someone wearing a cat costume.

Charlie, however, was far out of Sidney’s league, and I should have given Sidney the heads up on where Charlie was coming from. I knocked a second time and felt relief when Sidney showed at the door naked with a smile on his face. He had the good sense to hide behind the door.

“What is it?” I didn’t like his tone, but I couldn’t do anything about it now, because I’d probably disturbed him while he was in the middle of something, or they were in the middle of him. I wasn’t interested. I just wanted to know if Charlie was okay, and I wouldn’t have to turn Sidney in to the police, and my apartment wouldn’t be the scene of a crime. I couldn’t handle this now. I had too much shit I had to handle.

“Where’s Charles?”

“He’s tied up now.” Sidney snickered. “Just kidding, but we are into something...” He glanced behind in the direction of the bed, “and he’s getting anxious.”

“I’m not interested. I want you to finish what you’re doing and take him home. You’d probably be more comfortable at his home than mine. And for heaven’s sake and mine, don’t let him encourage you to choke him when you have sex or use a tie.”

“Why would I do that?” Good. They hadn’t gotten that far into the relationship yet such as it was. I was hoping for a one and done and that they would never see each other again. After that brief conversation, I sauntered out of the apartment when I remembered I neglected to tell him he had to endure cameras, and the gossip newspeople, but then that was for him to deal with because I had enough to think about now. And it served him right if his boyfriend saw him.

When I reached Cole’s apartment, I expected him to answer the door, but instead I’d forgotten that Sidney had been staying there with a friend. The boxes from Cole’s move from LA to New York had gone untouched. Not that I expected something different since he hadn’t been home for weeks.

When the door opened, the dude glared at me, and said, “Who are you?” This dude looked me up and down. “Sidney’s not here.” And he almost closed the door in my face, but I placed my hand on the door and stopped it.

“I’m looking for Cole.”

“Oh, you’re Daniel. I heard about you from Cole and Sidney. You’re Sidney’s brother. Well, Sidney’s brother, he’s a cheating bastard. I leave the house for a few minutes, and when I get back he has two men in the bed. One is sucking his cock, and the other is fucking him. I didn’t know he was a bottom. He pretended he didn’t take dick he gave it. The lying—”

“Look, I didn’t come here to have you berate my brother although I agree with you wholeheartedly. Nor do I want to hear about his and your escapades in bed. That’s for you and him to work out. I want to know if my fiancé is home.”

When he stepped back, I entered and strolled around looking at the apartment. It was far larger and open than mine. Max’s law firm had set him up royally and I was sure they’d planned on getting their money’s worth out of Cole.

I passed a bedroom with the door opened and it had clothes everywhere and not at all tidy and clean like the rest of the apartment.

I peeked in and saw evidence that Sidney had been there. He always left his footprints where he’d been, and I could have told the dude Sidney was a cheating SOB if he’d asked, but no one wanted to ask family members, and especially brothers didn’t like to cast doubt or criticize one another.

After all they were men, and most were probably the same if they had the same two parents. But since we had different mothers, it wasn’t likely we inherited the same genes for cheating. If there was a gene for that, I didn’t know, and I didn’t care at this moment. All I cared about was getting Cole back, and in my bed.

“Where’s Cole?”

“He’s in his room, the master suite. Just go in he’s in the shower. He said he needed to change and get over to his job.” I didn’t wait for the dude to do more crying on my shoulder. I found the master bedroom, and opened the door. I heard the shower and my heart accelerated. I needed him inside me, and if I had to plea with him to fuck me I’d get on my knees and do it. I would.

The shower was taking longer than I expected, so I decided to play one of Charles’s games. It was good if you were in your twenties, but to be in my thirties, I didn’t know how it would come off, especially since Cole let me know he didn’t want to be with me today. I quickly stripped and jumped into the bed. I was taking a chance he didn’t demand that I get the hell out of his room. But then that wasn’t Cole. Not my Cole.

When Cole stepped out of the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his magnificent lean waist, wide shoulders flawless, not like my body filled with tattoos to cover the abuse I’d suffered at the hands of my then lover, Julian Page years ago.

Cole stopped, his eyes wide, his pupils blown. When he swallowed and I watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down, I knew he wanted me as much as I desired him. I needed to smell him, lick his underarms, and run my tongue along his taint, and suck his balls until they hurt. Take in his natural smell that bathing jell couldn’t hide.

“What are you doing here, Daniel?”

“Don’t you mean what are you doing here,baby?” I had bet on him needing me and wanting to be inside me, since I’d offered and given myself over to him.

“Well, what are you doing here, baby?” he said, trying to control his voice. Not letting on that I’d had some kind of effect on him, whether he wanted to admit it our not.

“I’m here because I want you.” I reached for my cock and stroked it up and down as my eyes roved over his handsome face. “You know what turns me on, baby. Maybe tie me up, spank my ass, and then fuck me if you so desire. Whatever way you want... I’m open to anything.”

“Anything?” Cole’s voice rose with excitement. A sly grin slid across his lips and tugged at both sides of his mouth.

“I deserve whatever you need to do to me.” I sat up on the bed. Then I reached for my cock and wrapped my fist around it, and slowly stroked it, my eyes never leaving his. When he saw the sheen from pre-cum drip through the slit and cover my fist, Cole bit his lip and then his tongue began to move in a circle around his pretty plump lips. He raised his thumb and ran it around his lips too. Then his chest rose up and down, and one hand tore the towel away, and it fell to the floor when he wrapped his fist around his length, and jerked it to my rhythm as he moved to the bed, placing one leg down dipping the mattress, then he lay next to me gazing into my eyes with a hunger I could match.

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