Unkinked, page 19
“What? Fucking who?” Clint growled, looking at Derreck for confirmation.
“Phil. I work— I mean, I worked with him. I did some digging as part of my job and was able to find that out pretty easily.” Maddy twiddled with his wine glass, swirling the liquid around. “He lied on his application in a government office, so it’s not a stretch to think he did the same here.”
Clint took a step forward before he held out his hand. After a beat of hesitation Maddy took it, shaking once. “You’re fucking hired.”
Chapter Sixteen
Derreck
“My place or yours?” asked Derreck, as they stepped out into the late afternoon sun. It had finally, finally stopped raining after a solid week of river-bursting downpours. Derreck’s work was postponed another few days because, surprisingly enough, people didn’t want to bury their loved ones at the bottom of a puddle.
“Mine?” asked Maddy, squinting at Derreck as the sun caught his eyes. His nose scrunched up, and it was so fucking adorable that Derreck had to stop himself from ruffling Maddy’s hair.
He’d put his shirt back on as Derreck had scrubbed the playroom, erasing their presence as well as their germs before they’d left. Sometimes, subs who wanted to volunteer would clean the rooms, but it was usually left up to the couple that had used it last.
It was just another thing that fell under consent, as well as a few health codes. The next couple to use the room hadn’t consented to step in a pile of jizz that had crusted to the floor.
Maddy slipped into his car, which was parked a few spots ahead of Derreck’s, giving him a quick wave before he pulled away from the curb. The car’s paint caught the light, momentarily blinding Derreck as he stared after him.
He knew the way by heart, but he still checked every sign as he made his way to Maddy’s, falling behind until his Mustang was slammed in the afternoon traffic. It wasn’t that he was stalking Maddy, but he’d definitely made himself aware of his sub’s area of town. It was so different from his own that it nearly made bile rise in his throat. The perfectly trimmed grass, that smelled of pesticides and fertilizer, longed to be fucked up with his shovel.
He tried not to have a problem with the neighborhood, but it was difficult.
He could depend on his neighbors for almost anything. A cup of sugar? No problem. An alibi? Sure. His frequent babysitting duties put a few people in his debt, even if he had no intentions of ever cashing in—except for the sugar, because drinking coffee black should have been illegal.
He pulled into Maddy’s driveway, glancing at the neighbor’s house as the curtains moved. People needed a fucking day job on this side of town. Luckily Maddy was waiting for him on the porch, rocking from his toes to his heels with a smile on his lips. His shirt cuffs had fallen down from when he had rolled them up before they had left, the fabric covering the designs on his pale skin.
Some people may have called them ugly or twisted, but Derreck wasn’t some people. They were almost desperate in their beauty, and they were a mark of Maddy’s strength. No matter how deep the wounds of his mind were, they always healed when Maddy laid them bare.
“Your neighbor’s going to call the cops if I ever show up here when no one’s around,” said Derreck, stepping from the pristine cement sidewalk to the plush indoor-outdoor carpeting on the porch. His shoes weren’t fancy enough for it.
“I don’t think so,” said Maddy, glancing up at the house in question, and apparently knowing exactly who Derreck was talking about. “She’s friends with my mother, but she’s harmless.” He waved as the curtain moved again. The woman on the other side of the window balked, pulling the curtains shut and dropping the blinds.
Cupping Maddy’s chin with his hand, Derreck moved in close until Maddy was pinned to the pillar of his own house. His eyes were alight, a smile on his lips as Derreck leaned down and pressed their lips together. Dragging his tongue over the seam of Maddy’s mouth, he pushed his way inside, tasting every inch of him until they were both panting and hard. Maddy wrapped his arms around Derreck’s neck, pulling him closer as their kiss pushed past the boundaries of acceptable for the public eye.
Derreck had no qualms about public affection because, as far as he was concerned, everyone should know that Maddy belonged to him.
“How about now?” asked Derreck, sucking a spot on Maddy’s neck as his sub let out a gasp. “She gonna call the cops and report that someone is taking advantage of you? Or should I just keep going until she does?”
Maddy gripped Derreck’s hair, pulling him down harder until Derreck grazed his teeth against Maddy’s pulse, sucking the salty skin into his mouth. Maddy writhed beneath him, like they were in a bed and not on the front porch of his house.
“I want…” Maddy’s eyes fluttered shut and he shook his head as if he were trying to clear his thoughts. “Can I have you Derreck? I mean, with me inside? I’ve been dreaming about what you would feel like wrapped around my cock and how tight you would be for me.” His face flushed as he asked, his nails scratching against Derreck’s scalp.
Derreck couldn’t hold back his shudder or stop the way his cock throbbed in his pants, leaking pre-cum all over the inside of his zipper. It had been a long time since someone had been inside of him like that—almost long enough for him to forget the way he loved to be stretched open slow and soft, and so different from how he liked to give it.
He nodded, swallowing anything he might have said. Maddy would already be nervous enough without a list of likes and dislikes. And as much as it terrified him, he trusted Maddy more than the last person he’d been with like that, and he had willingly given in to them.
With one last look at the neighbor’s house, Maddy took his hand, entwining their fingers before tugging him through the door. His stomach fluttered more than it probably should have. It was a fuck, not prom night.
But it was more than just a fuck. And it was their first time together without Derreck in complete control. Hopefully it was the first time of many, unless one of them fucked it up horribly.
If anyone would fuck it up, it would have been Derreck. He was the experienced one who should have been taking the lead, but it was Maddy leading him up into the bedroom.
Tugging his hand free, he grabbed the back of Maddy’s neck, walking them the rest of the way to the bed before he pushed Maddy down to his knees. He went easily, trust and adoration in his gaze.
“You might be fucking me, but you won’t be topping me. Are we clear?” Derreck growled, as he finally realized the source of his hesitation. He couldn’t submit to anyone—not even Maddy.
“Like, I can’t be on top of you?” asked Maddy, tilting his head in confusion. “That’s okay. That would probably look a little strange anyway, like a Chihuahua humping a Great Dane or something.”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” said Derreck, stifling his laugh. Maybe Henley had been onto something if Maddy’s first thought was that they would look like a bunch of horny dogs. Besides, Maddy wasn’t that vertically challenged. He was just seventy pounds or so short in the muscle department.
“You can fuck me however you like. You can even fuck my mouth if you want, but I will always be the one in control. Don’t fight for it because you won’t win. I’ll have you pinned so fast that you won’t even be able to scream, and once I do, I’ll fucking destroy you.” Taking Maddy’s hair in his hand, he gripped it hard, forcing his face down into the bed sheets before releasing him.
Shuddering, Maddy let out a deep breath, his pupils blown wide as he turned to look at Derreck. “That is the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.” He closed his eyes. “I still can’t believe you…and this.” He motioned to his cock that was obviously tenting his pants. “I didn’t even realize that I was so broken until I met you.”
“You weren’t broken, and you still aren’t,” said Derreck, petting Maddy’s hair and soothing his scalp. “You were just waiting for someone to finally understand you. Thank you for letting me be that person.”
Derreck stepped away, circling to the other side of the bed to give himself a moment to breathe and think. Even though they lived on opposite sides of town, Maddy’s bedroom was startlingly similar to his own. Maybe that was the reason he didn’t care which place they went to. It was only Maddy’s presence that mattered.
“Come here,” said Derreck, pleased that Maddy was still on his knees. His sub was still new to his world, but he followed directions so well that Derreck didn’t even have to ask him.
Easing down onto the bed, he waited until Maddy slowly rose, pulling his shirt over his head before he crawled across the bed. Maddy leaned over him, his gaze searching, before he finally brought their lips together. The touch was teasing and soft, and probably the opposite of what Maddy was craving.
Derreck pulled back, shaking his head. “You don’t have to be afraid that you’ll break me,” he said, cupping Maddy’s chin before biting his lower lip and soothing it with his tongue at Maddy’s gasp.
“How do I know if I’ve gone too far?” asked Maddy, his forehead furrowing as he sat back on his heels, corralled by Derreck’s legs on either side of him.
Derreck tilted his chin up, forcing Maddy to hold his gaze. “Part of the fun is pushing boundaries to see what will happen. I’m not asking you to be a brat, but I’m saying that if you push too far, you’ll know—and I don’t think you’ll mind.” Derreck brought their lips together, plunging into Maddy’s mouth and tasting every bit of him.
Maddy let out a low groan, sliding his hands to the back of Derreck’s head and threading through the short, curly strands. Maddy pressed his lips harder against him, tilting his head and moving over Derreck’s body, taking the position of power.
Derreck gripped Maddy’s ass, kneading the globes and spreading his cheeks wide. Maddy’s pants were too tight to be able to trace his seam through the fabric, but the threat was there, all the same. He wanted to know how far his sub would push him. He wanted to know what Maddy really wanted.
Sometimes easy submission wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. Sometimes a little fight made the victory all-the-more worth it.
Maddy growled, grinding against him and pushing his hard cock along the plane of Derreck’s six-pack. He was smaller than Derreck, but fucking mighty and throbbing, even through his pants as their passion ignited.
“Can I taste your cock, please?” asked Maddy, his eyes heavy and filled with need.
Derreck nodded, spreading his legs wide and leaning back against the pillow as Maddy when straight for his zipper. He had barely burst from the too-tight seam before Maddy’s lips closed over the head of his cock, his cheeks hollowing out from the force of his suck.
“Fuck,” said Derreck, losing control for a split second and jerking his hips. Maddy gagged as Derreck hit the back of his throat, convulsing around his cock exquisitely.
“Soon,” said Maddy, drawing back for a deep breath and to clear his throat. “Soon I’ll fuck you, baby.”
Derreck’s hand twitched against the bed at the endearment. If it had been anyone else except Maddy, they would have been face down, ass up, with a red handprint across their cheek. With Maddy, it was barely tolerable. Barely.
Revenge is sweet. He kept his hips still until Maddy dropped his mouth over his cock again, then he bucked up, sinking into Maddy’s throat as he spluttered. He put one hand on the back of Maddy’s head, holding him there with his cock just a touch too deep for comfort.
“If you need to safeword but your mouth is occupied, pinch me instead. It works the same way. You pinch me and I stop, baby.” He growled the endearment, relishing it as Maddy’s eyes went wide.
For three long beats, he held himself there, until he finally pulled back, allowing Maddy a quick breath before he pushed inside again, going just a hair deeper. Maddy’s throat was just as tight as his ass, but Derreck knew that he could do a lot of damage if he wasn’t careful. Maddy was still inexperienced, and although his ass was getting better at accepting him, his throat would take longer.
Derreck had never met a man who could take him to the base, and from the tears in Maddy’s eyes, he wouldn’t be that man, either. It didn’t bother him. The effort Maddy put in made the shallow thrusts worth it.
Lying back on the bed, he sank his hands into Maddy’s hair, using his grip as a handle to pull him up and down his cock. He moved slow enough that he would be able to last for a long time—long enough for Maddy’s jaw to hopefully start to ache and his tears to spill over onto his cheeks.
Maddy blinked, his eyes watery and red as he stared up at Derreck.
“Too much?” Derreck pulled back until only the tip of his cock was between Maddy’s lips.
“No.” Maddy shook his head, his voice hoarse and fucked out. Derreck gripped his hair harder, until he saw Maddy’s cock jerk within his pants.
“Get naked,” said Derreck, lying back on the bed so he could watch the fabric slide from Maddy’s skin. Each morsel was revealed, so perfect and pale, even with the writhing designs that marked Maddy’s upper body. They really were beautiful, especially when they stood out pale as Maddy flushed pink.
“You’re still dressed,” said Maddy, dropping his gaze to Derreck’s cock, which was the only thing that was exposed. Maddy opened and closed his hands a few times before reaching for Derreck. He blinked once before dropping his hands back to his sides.
“Go ahead,” said Derreck, lifting his hips as Maddy immediately dove at his pants, stripping them from his legs with a few jerks. He paused, staring down at Derreck’s exposed legs before running his hands up and down the limbs. The contrast of his pale fingertips against Derreck’s legs only made him throb harder.
Maddy dipped his hands under Derreck’s shirt, smoothing his palms over the plane of his abdomen. Even after all this time, Maddy was still hesitant, taking his time as stared at Derreck’s face. What is he thinking?
“Push me,” said Derreck, his infinite patience wearing thin. “Fucking try it.” It was a dare as well as a command.
Maddy curled his hands into claws, raking his nails down Derreck’s belly and carving into his skin. Hissing, Derreck, humped into the touch, his cock bobbing in the air as Maddy scratched him again.
He hadn’t taken Maddy for a cougar—more of a biter if he had been a betting man. It was a good thing that he wasn’t, because Maddy had proven him wrong at every turn.
“Come on, kitty cat. You can do better,” said Derreck, spreading his legs as Maddy growled at him before raking his nails down his inner thighs. It smarted, but not enough that Derreck couldn’t smother his grimace with a grin, humping so his cock bobbed again.
Dropping down, Maddy sucked Derreck’s cock into his mouth again, but this time he dragged his teeth along the underside, sending a shot of real pain straight to Derreck’s balls. Derreck growled, fisting his hands in the sheets to hold himself back.
Control. Control. He whispered over and over in his head until it became a reality. He needed to see how far Maddy would go.
Maddy popped off and turned his head into the cleft where Derreck’s thigh met his groin, his breath tickling over the sensitive skin there. Derreck’s hair stood on end, a shiver going through his body as Maddy tongued one of his most sensitive spots.
He had no problem with spreading his legs wide and bending his knees so Maddy would have access to anything that he wanted. As much as he wanted to reach out and take control, he let Maddy go, his tongue dragging over the nooks of his skin.
What is he tasting? It had been a long time since Derreck had let anyone get close enough that he wondered that. He’d showered before he’d scrambled to meet Maddy at the bar, but he’d fucked Maddy since and had sweat through the most epic scene of his life. His taste was bound to be strong.
Maddy hummed, mouthing over the bottom of one ass cheek before he spread Derreck wider, plastering himself to the bed as he dipped lower. When the moist pressure of his tongue swept over Derreck’s hole, he let out a high gasp, a sound that was so foreign that at first, he’d doubted it had come from him.
He should have grabbed Maddy to return the favor, or simply to pin him to take back his control that was slowly slipping, but he couldn’t. As Maddy probed deeper with his tongue, it opened a long-closed door of desire that filled him to the brim and beyond.
He grabbed the backs of his knees, bringing his legs to his chest to give Maddy better access. Maddy spread him, his tongue pushing deeper until it was joined by a probing finger.
Maddy had been inside him before with more than one finger, but it had never felt so good. Maddy had never pushed his tongue inside along with his finger, licking and sucking as if Derreck were a delicious treat. He rolled his eyes back and Derreck felt himself slip a little deeper as he gave in to the pleasure, whimpering as his prostate was teased.
He’d always been sensitive, and luckily, he had long enough fingers that he could play with himself, but it was always better with someone else. It was the same way that Maddy’s pain apparently felt better when it was Derreck’s hand providing it instead of his own.
When Maddy slipped in a second finger and the ache of the stretch hit him, Derreck cried out. He’d been topped before, but not with such a gentle persuasion that his entire being wanted to unravel.
Maddy would take care of him. He just knew it. And if he didn’t, then Derreck would shatter, like he’d always known he would have eventually.
“I’ve got you, baby,” said Maddy as he tongued at Derreck’s entrance, slipping in a third finger so he was stretched so wide that he could hardly bare it. Maddy moved slow, never pushing him beyond what he could handle. How does he know exactly what I can take?
“Nnngh.” Derreck arched into the touch, gripping the sheets so hard that they would probably start ripping soon. He wanted to ask for more, but he bit down on his tongue. He would not beg.
His cock leaked onto his abdomen, a pool of pre-cum dripping slowly into his belly button. When Maddy peeked up from between Derreck’s thighs, he must’ve caught sight of it because he dove at Derreck’s navel and licked his pre-cum into his mouth like it was a second course of dessert.
“Phil. I work— I mean, I worked with him. I did some digging as part of my job and was able to find that out pretty easily.” Maddy twiddled with his wine glass, swirling the liquid around. “He lied on his application in a government office, so it’s not a stretch to think he did the same here.”
Clint took a step forward before he held out his hand. After a beat of hesitation Maddy took it, shaking once. “You’re fucking hired.”
Chapter Sixteen
Derreck
“My place or yours?” asked Derreck, as they stepped out into the late afternoon sun. It had finally, finally stopped raining after a solid week of river-bursting downpours. Derreck’s work was postponed another few days because, surprisingly enough, people didn’t want to bury their loved ones at the bottom of a puddle.
“Mine?” asked Maddy, squinting at Derreck as the sun caught his eyes. His nose scrunched up, and it was so fucking adorable that Derreck had to stop himself from ruffling Maddy’s hair.
He’d put his shirt back on as Derreck had scrubbed the playroom, erasing their presence as well as their germs before they’d left. Sometimes, subs who wanted to volunteer would clean the rooms, but it was usually left up to the couple that had used it last.
It was just another thing that fell under consent, as well as a few health codes. The next couple to use the room hadn’t consented to step in a pile of jizz that had crusted to the floor.
Maddy slipped into his car, which was parked a few spots ahead of Derreck’s, giving him a quick wave before he pulled away from the curb. The car’s paint caught the light, momentarily blinding Derreck as he stared after him.
He knew the way by heart, but he still checked every sign as he made his way to Maddy’s, falling behind until his Mustang was slammed in the afternoon traffic. It wasn’t that he was stalking Maddy, but he’d definitely made himself aware of his sub’s area of town. It was so different from his own that it nearly made bile rise in his throat. The perfectly trimmed grass, that smelled of pesticides and fertilizer, longed to be fucked up with his shovel.
He tried not to have a problem with the neighborhood, but it was difficult.
He could depend on his neighbors for almost anything. A cup of sugar? No problem. An alibi? Sure. His frequent babysitting duties put a few people in his debt, even if he had no intentions of ever cashing in—except for the sugar, because drinking coffee black should have been illegal.
He pulled into Maddy’s driveway, glancing at the neighbor’s house as the curtains moved. People needed a fucking day job on this side of town. Luckily Maddy was waiting for him on the porch, rocking from his toes to his heels with a smile on his lips. His shirt cuffs had fallen down from when he had rolled them up before they had left, the fabric covering the designs on his pale skin.
Some people may have called them ugly or twisted, but Derreck wasn’t some people. They were almost desperate in their beauty, and they were a mark of Maddy’s strength. No matter how deep the wounds of his mind were, they always healed when Maddy laid them bare.
“Your neighbor’s going to call the cops if I ever show up here when no one’s around,” said Derreck, stepping from the pristine cement sidewalk to the plush indoor-outdoor carpeting on the porch. His shoes weren’t fancy enough for it.
“I don’t think so,” said Maddy, glancing up at the house in question, and apparently knowing exactly who Derreck was talking about. “She’s friends with my mother, but she’s harmless.” He waved as the curtain moved again. The woman on the other side of the window balked, pulling the curtains shut and dropping the blinds.
Cupping Maddy’s chin with his hand, Derreck moved in close until Maddy was pinned to the pillar of his own house. His eyes were alight, a smile on his lips as Derreck leaned down and pressed their lips together. Dragging his tongue over the seam of Maddy’s mouth, he pushed his way inside, tasting every inch of him until they were both panting and hard. Maddy wrapped his arms around Derreck’s neck, pulling him closer as their kiss pushed past the boundaries of acceptable for the public eye.
Derreck had no qualms about public affection because, as far as he was concerned, everyone should know that Maddy belonged to him.
“How about now?” asked Derreck, sucking a spot on Maddy’s neck as his sub let out a gasp. “She gonna call the cops and report that someone is taking advantage of you? Or should I just keep going until she does?”
Maddy gripped Derreck’s hair, pulling him down harder until Derreck grazed his teeth against Maddy’s pulse, sucking the salty skin into his mouth. Maddy writhed beneath him, like they were in a bed and not on the front porch of his house.
“I want…” Maddy’s eyes fluttered shut and he shook his head as if he were trying to clear his thoughts. “Can I have you Derreck? I mean, with me inside? I’ve been dreaming about what you would feel like wrapped around my cock and how tight you would be for me.” His face flushed as he asked, his nails scratching against Derreck’s scalp.
Derreck couldn’t hold back his shudder or stop the way his cock throbbed in his pants, leaking pre-cum all over the inside of his zipper. It had been a long time since someone had been inside of him like that—almost long enough for him to forget the way he loved to be stretched open slow and soft, and so different from how he liked to give it.
He nodded, swallowing anything he might have said. Maddy would already be nervous enough without a list of likes and dislikes. And as much as it terrified him, he trusted Maddy more than the last person he’d been with like that, and he had willingly given in to them.
With one last look at the neighbor’s house, Maddy took his hand, entwining their fingers before tugging him through the door. His stomach fluttered more than it probably should have. It was a fuck, not prom night.
But it was more than just a fuck. And it was their first time together without Derreck in complete control. Hopefully it was the first time of many, unless one of them fucked it up horribly.
If anyone would fuck it up, it would have been Derreck. He was the experienced one who should have been taking the lead, but it was Maddy leading him up into the bedroom.
Tugging his hand free, he grabbed the back of Maddy’s neck, walking them the rest of the way to the bed before he pushed Maddy down to his knees. He went easily, trust and adoration in his gaze.
“You might be fucking me, but you won’t be topping me. Are we clear?” Derreck growled, as he finally realized the source of his hesitation. He couldn’t submit to anyone—not even Maddy.
“Like, I can’t be on top of you?” asked Maddy, tilting his head in confusion. “That’s okay. That would probably look a little strange anyway, like a Chihuahua humping a Great Dane or something.”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” said Derreck, stifling his laugh. Maybe Henley had been onto something if Maddy’s first thought was that they would look like a bunch of horny dogs. Besides, Maddy wasn’t that vertically challenged. He was just seventy pounds or so short in the muscle department.
“You can fuck me however you like. You can even fuck my mouth if you want, but I will always be the one in control. Don’t fight for it because you won’t win. I’ll have you pinned so fast that you won’t even be able to scream, and once I do, I’ll fucking destroy you.” Taking Maddy’s hair in his hand, he gripped it hard, forcing his face down into the bed sheets before releasing him.
Shuddering, Maddy let out a deep breath, his pupils blown wide as he turned to look at Derreck. “That is the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.” He closed his eyes. “I still can’t believe you…and this.” He motioned to his cock that was obviously tenting his pants. “I didn’t even realize that I was so broken until I met you.”
“You weren’t broken, and you still aren’t,” said Derreck, petting Maddy’s hair and soothing his scalp. “You were just waiting for someone to finally understand you. Thank you for letting me be that person.”
Derreck stepped away, circling to the other side of the bed to give himself a moment to breathe and think. Even though they lived on opposite sides of town, Maddy’s bedroom was startlingly similar to his own. Maybe that was the reason he didn’t care which place they went to. It was only Maddy’s presence that mattered.
“Come here,” said Derreck, pleased that Maddy was still on his knees. His sub was still new to his world, but he followed directions so well that Derreck didn’t even have to ask him.
Easing down onto the bed, he waited until Maddy slowly rose, pulling his shirt over his head before he crawled across the bed. Maddy leaned over him, his gaze searching, before he finally brought their lips together. The touch was teasing and soft, and probably the opposite of what Maddy was craving.
Derreck pulled back, shaking his head. “You don’t have to be afraid that you’ll break me,” he said, cupping Maddy’s chin before biting his lower lip and soothing it with his tongue at Maddy’s gasp.
“How do I know if I’ve gone too far?” asked Maddy, his forehead furrowing as he sat back on his heels, corralled by Derreck’s legs on either side of him.
Derreck tilted his chin up, forcing Maddy to hold his gaze. “Part of the fun is pushing boundaries to see what will happen. I’m not asking you to be a brat, but I’m saying that if you push too far, you’ll know—and I don’t think you’ll mind.” Derreck brought their lips together, plunging into Maddy’s mouth and tasting every bit of him.
Maddy let out a low groan, sliding his hands to the back of Derreck’s head and threading through the short, curly strands. Maddy pressed his lips harder against him, tilting his head and moving over Derreck’s body, taking the position of power.
Derreck gripped Maddy’s ass, kneading the globes and spreading his cheeks wide. Maddy’s pants were too tight to be able to trace his seam through the fabric, but the threat was there, all the same. He wanted to know how far his sub would push him. He wanted to know what Maddy really wanted.
Sometimes easy submission wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. Sometimes a little fight made the victory all-the-more worth it.
Maddy growled, grinding against him and pushing his hard cock along the plane of Derreck’s six-pack. He was smaller than Derreck, but fucking mighty and throbbing, even through his pants as their passion ignited.
“Can I taste your cock, please?” asked Maddy, his eyes heavy and filled with need.
Derreck nodded, spreading his legs wide and leaning back against the pillow as Maddy when straight for his zipper. He had barely burst from the too-tight seam before Maddy’s lips closed over the head of his cock, his cheeks hollowing out from the force of his suck.
“Fuck,” said Derreck, losing control for a split second and jerking his hips. Maddy gagged as Derreck hit the back of his throat, convulsing around his cock exquisitely.
“Soon,” said Maddy, drawing back for a deep breath and to clear his throat. “Soon I’ll fuck you, baby.”
Derreck’s hand twitched against the bed at the endearment. If it had been anyone else except Maddy, they would have been face down, ass up, with a red handprint across their cheek. With Maddy, it was barely tolerable. Barely.
Revenge is sweet. He kept his hips still until Maddy dropped his mouth over his cock again, then he bucked up, sinking into Maddy’s throat as he spluttered. He put one hand on the back of Maddy’s head, holding him there with his cock just a touch too deep for comfort.
“If you need to safeword but your mouth is occupied, pinch me instead. It works the same way. You pinch me and I stop, baby.” He growled the endearment, relishing it as Maddy’s eyes went wide.
For three long beats, he held himself there, until he finally pulled back, allowing Maddy a quick breath before he pushed inside again, going just a hair deeper. Maddy’s throat was just as tight as his ass, but Derreck knew that he could do a lot of damage if he wasn’t careful. Maddy was still inexperienced, and although his ass was getting better at accepting him, his throat would take longer.
Derreck had never met a man who could take him to the base, and from the tears in Maddy’s eyes, he wouldn’t be that man, either. It didn’t bother him. The effort Maddy put in made the shallow thrusts worth it.
Lying back on the bed, he sank his hands into Maddy’s hair, using his grip as a handle to pull him up and down his cock. He moved slow enough that he would be able to last for a long time—long enough for Maddy’s jaw to hopefully start to ache and his tears to spill over onto his cheeks.
Maddy blinked, his eyes watery and red as he stared up at Derreck.
“Too much?” Derreck pulled back until only the tip of his cock was between Maddy’s lips.
“No.” Maddy shook his head, his voice hoarse and fucked out. Derreck gripped his hair harder, until he saw Maddy’s cock jerk within his pants.
“Get naked,” said Derreck, lying back on the bed so he could watch the fabric slide from Maddy’s skin. Each morsel was revealed, so perfect and pale, even with the writhing designs that marked Maddy’s upper body. They really were beautiful, especially when they stood out pale as Maddy flushed pink.
“You’re still dressed,” said Maddy, dropping his gaze to Derreck’s cock, which was the only thing that was exposed. Maddy opened and closed his hands a few times before reaching for Derreck. He blinked once before dropping his hands back to his sides.
“Go ahead,” said Derreck, lifting his hips as Maddy immediately dove at his pants, stripping them from his legs with a few jerks. He paused, staring down at Derreck’s exposed legs before running his hands up and down the limbs. The contrast of his pale fingertips against Derreck’s legs only made him throb harder.
Maddy dipped his hands under Derreck’s shirt, smoothing his palms over the plane of his abdomen. Even after all this time, Maddy was still hesitant, taking his time as stared at Derreck’s face. What is he thinking?
“Push me,” said Derreck, his infinite patience wearing thin. “Fucking try it.” It was a dare as well as a command.
Maddy curled his hands into claws, raking his nails down Derreck’s belly and carving into his skin. Hissing, Derreck, humped into the touch, his cock bobbing in the air as Maddy scratched him again.
He hadn’t taken Maddy for a cougar—more of a biter if he had been a betting man. It was a good thing that he wasn’t, because Maddy had proven him wrong at every turn.
“Come on, kitty cat. You can do better,” said Derreck, spreading his legs as Maddy growled at him before raking his nails down his inner thighs. It smarted, but not enough that Derreck couldn’t smother his grimace with a grin, humping so his cock bobbed again.
Dropping down, Maddy sucked Derreck’s cock into his mouth again, but this time he dragged his teeth along the underside, sending a shot of real pain straight to Derreck’s balls. Derreck growled, fisting his hands in the sheets to hold himself back.
Control. Control. He whispered over and over in his head until it became a reality. He needed to see how far Maddy would go.
Maddy popped off and turned his head into the cleft where Derreck’s thigh met his groin, his breath tickling over the sensitive skin there. Derreck’s hair stood on end, a shiver going through his body as Maddy tongued one of his most sensitive spots.
He had no problem with spreading his legs wide and bending his knees so Maddy would have access to anything that he wanted. As much as he wanted to reach out and take control, he let Maddy go, his tongue dragging over the nooks of his skin.
What is he tasting? It had been a long time since Derreck had let anyone get close enough that he wondered that. He’d showered before he’d scrambled to meet Maddy at the bar, but he’d fucked Maddy since and had sweat through the most epic scene of his life. His taste was bound to be strong.
Maddy hummed, mouthing over the bottom of one ass cheek before he spread Derreck wider, plastering himself to the bed as he dipped lower. When the moist pressure of his tongue swept over Derreck’s hole, he let out a high gasp, a sound that was so foreign that at first, he’d doubted it had come from him.
He should have grabbed Maddy to return the favor, or simply to pin him to take back his control that was slowly slipping, but he couldn’t. As Maddy probed deeper with his tongue, it opened a long-closed door of desire that filled him to the brim and beyond.
He grabbed the backs of his knees, bringing his legs to his chest to give Maddy better access. Maddy spread him, his tongue pushing deeper until it was joined by a probing finger.
Maddy had been inside him before with more than one finger, but it had never felt so good. Maddy had never pushed his tongue inside along with his finger, licking and sucking as if Derreck were a delicious treat. He rolled his eyes back and Derreck felt himself slip a little deeper as he gave in to the pleasure, whimpering as his prostate was teased.
He’d always been sensitive, and luckily, he had long enough fingers that he could play with himself, but it was always better with someone else. It was the same way that Maddy’s pain apparently felt better when it was Derreck’s hand providing it instead of his own.
When Maddy slipped in a second finger and the ache of the stretch hit him, Derreck cried out. He’d been topped before, but not with such a gentle persuasion that his entire being wanted to unravel.
Maddy would take care of him. He just knew it. And if he didn’t, then Derreck would shatter, like he’d always known he would have eventually.
“I’ve got you, baby,” said Maddy as he tongued at Derreck’s entrance, slipping in a third finger so he was stretched so wide that he could hardly bare it. Maddy moved slow, never pushing him beyond what he could handle. How does he know exactly what I can take?
“Nnngh.” Derreck arched into the touch, gripping the sheets so hard that they would probably start ripping soon. He wanted to ask for more, but he bit down on his tongue. He would not beg.
His cock leaked onto his abdomen, a pool of pre-cum dripping slowly into his belly button. When Maddy peeked up from between Derreck’s thighs, he must’ve caught sight of it because he dove at Derreck’s navel and licked his pre-cum into his mouth like it was a second course of dessert.
