Chapter 5

"Fuck, Tav."I dove for the nipple he was playing with and nipped his fingers to get them out of my way. With a growl, I attacked the hard nub. His muscle was so firm that it pushed his rosy nipple up with no place for it to hide. I circled his pec with my hands and gave a forceful squeeze before sucking harder.

He gasped. "Hell, you like that," he whispered. I wasn't sure why, but the second he slid his hand into the hair at the back of my head and tugged me closer, it set my world on fire. My cock ached and a full-body shiver rushed from all points on my skin to settle between my legs, where my cockhead pulsed. All I could think about was my mouth on his body.

"Your tits are fucking incredible." I shuddered while saying that. I'd been with men who'd hated dirty talk, but I hoped Tav would let me have this. I held my breath until he chuckled.

"I know I'm a unique specimen."

As he spoke, his chest rose and fell, pushing his pec harder against my mouth, and I loved it. I settled against the bed to really get to know his tit, something I'd never considered doing in the past. I'd had people let me suck their nipples a little, but I'd never had anyone offer to indulge me.

Of course it would be Tav who gave me what I needed.

When we were younger, I'd explored his body, but I hadn't been confident enough to ask for exactly what I wanted. Plus, my tastes had solidified, and I'd done the work on myself to accept what really got me going without a bunch of judgmental crap. Happiness and anger swirled together in the pit of my stomach, and I ignored it all because I had a nipple in my mouth and wanted it more than anything. My cock thrust painfully against the bed as I sank my teeth lightly into his pec and shook my head, all while squeezing his chest muscles.

"Fuck!" He rutted, his hard uncut cock digging in against my lower chest.

I leaned more of my weight on him and nuzzled my nose lightly against his nipple in a silent apology.

He hissed and arched. "I didn't realize this meant you'd tease me to death." Tav did a good impression of someone being murdered. His breath wheezed and he bucked against me.

I went up on my knees and settled my legs on either side of his wide chest.

"This is good, too. Let me blow you." Tav licked his lips and his eyes were full of mischief as he opened his mouth, but I leaned forward and ran the tip of my cock over his right nipple, then the left one, shuddering at the friction and the way they were both hard against me. Hard for me.

"Oh," he said softly, hands flying to my thighs. I spent some time dabbing his nipples with more precum until they were shiny, then pinched them as he tossed his head back and a deep furrow formed on his brow.

"No more smart-ass remarks?" I asked, but I didn't care if he did have some. I was floating around somewhere outside my body, having a perfect spiritual experience with his rock-hard chest. It was impossible for him to deny how turned on he was when his nipples were standing at attention and his cock was waving in the air. I loved seeing how much he wanted me, and only me.

"Give me a minute and I can probably come up with somethin'," he said with a harsh chuckle, but then he bit his lip and moaned when I pinched his nipples and twisted gently. They would be swollen and sensitive when I was done, and I kept going until tears trailed down his cheeks, but he never asked me to stop. I painted his nipples with my precum again, and this time he flinched and jerked around on the bed.

Yes, that was just right.

"I want to suck myself off you. Come on," I said, sliding from the bed. I grabbed his hands and tugged.

He blinked at me like he was confused until I snatched lube off the top of the dresser—this wasn't the first time I'd fucked in this room—and slicked up.

"Condom," he said. The tone was firm and his eyebrows dove.

Scowling, I pointed at the bedside drawer.

There was no bullshit as he rummaged until he had one, then hopped to his feet. He came over to me. Tav stared into my eyes as he opened the condom, and normally I wouldn't be too hyped up about slapping one on, but the way he slid the thin barrier over me and gave me a tender squeeze had my breath catching. He stumbled over and picked up the lube, then slicked it onto the condom carefully with hunger in his eyes. Like he couldn't wait to get me inside him.

Like this meant more than a quick fuck.

Anger surged through me. He didn't get to act like he gave two shits about me. I slammed his shoulders against the wall.

"What—"

"Shut up," I growled, then kissed him. "Jump up and ride my dick. I want to suck myself off your tits."

He blinked at me, then glanced down between us at our cocks—mine wrapped up and his bare—and moaned. He moved, and I snagged his legs, helping him as he flexed all those beautiful muscles. I pushed him back against the wall, and just like I'd thought, his chest was right in front of my face.

"Love these tits." I started to suck. My cock felt like a live wire and I hadn't even gotten inside him yet. I wasn't sure I'd been this turned on—ever—except maybe my first time, and that had been with Tav, too.

As much as I wanted the world to be a magical place, I had to stop sucking long enough to line up with his pucker, which if Tav's groan was anything to go by, he hated also. When I was nudging his rim, he slid down the wall just far enough to swallow my cock whole with his hot, tight ass.

For a solid minute I couldn't move.

Every thought bubble in my brain had popped as I'd experienced the bliss of being inside him. Tav's lips were pursed like maybe we should've taken some time to stretch him, but finally he gave me a short nod. There was so much of him to hold and it was all firm muscle. Except for those nipples pushed out and pointing at my face. I sucked the right one, tasting the bitterness I'd marked him with. God, it was fucking delicious knowing I was on his skin.

"Damn it all to hell, Judah," Tav ground out, and then he was moving with me, driving himself against my cock in a way that left me reeling. I latched on to his nipple with my teeth, and he shouted. My cock throbbed, and I drilled his ass like I was searching for a vein of gold. I was too rough, and I was going to pull back on the pace, but he was rocking with me, grinding his body against mine.

"Don't slow down. Fuck, don't stop," Tav said, breath hitching.

The desperation did something to me. I pulled off his tit. "Stop moving. Let me do it."

"No," he whined.

I bit his nipple hard, and his hips stilled. As I unclenched my teeth, he whimpered, and I took over hammering my hips against him, directing the speed. He wrapped his arms so firmly around me I could barely breathe, sobbing against my neck. I loved that I was in control of him, playing his hard body like a video game and hitting all the high scores.

Tav sucked on my neck, and the heat and pressure undid something in me. I snapped and slammed him hard against the wall, then pounded my body into his. He let out a tiny gasp, a hitch in his breath that gusted directly into my ear, and I knew what that meant. He was almost there. It was so good to know that without a doubt. I fucked faster and sweat rolled down to sting my eyes.

Then, it happened.

His head snapped back and cum sprayed from his cock, splashing my chest. Watching him unload ruined me. I shoved in deep and latched on to his tit while my cockhead throbbed. Pleasure sliced through my stomach, followed by a tornado of heat. My balls emptied. I convulsed while the potent bliss stripped me to my most basic instincts. I held him, inhaling his masculine scent and sweat and the bitter smell of sex. It was fucking delicious in every way possible.

When the crest finally rolled back and I was left standing there with loose muscles, I eased out of Tav, then allowed him to lower his feet to the floor. I tugged him away from the wall and snorted. We'd fucked up the drywall and there was a weird shape just about the size of his wide shoulders dented in it.

He stared at me for a long moment and hope swelled in me. Maybe this was it. He would apologize and tell me what had happened all those years ago. I'd always wondered. The questions had poisoned every relationship I'd considered starting since. If Tav didn't want me after this, I still had to know why he'd disappeared out of my life but had never moved away. Part of me had hoped he'd simply gone back to Scotland for some reason. We'd always been good together. We'd worked in ways I'd never found with anyone since.

I grasped his wrist, and the bracelet I'd made for him dug into my skin.

"Did you just cheat on someone?" he asked.

Shock made me feel even more stupid than my postorgasm high. "Huh? No. Why would you ask that!" I squeezed his wrist harder as my heart pounded.

He glanced around. "This house is large for one."

Apparently, I'd fucked away whatever filter had been holding this line of questioning in earlier. "I'm not the type of person to cheat. Are you? Is that what happened?"

"What?" Tav frowned, but I could tell he knew exactly what I was talking about. "When?"

"You know when," I muttered through clenched teeth.

He rested his hand over mine and his bottom lip jutted. I would've fucking hated seeing this expression on the face of another man, but from him, it made my heart feel like it was turning inside out. "I'm no cheater."

"Then what the hell happened, Tavish?"

Tav's gaze fell to the floor, and I stared, waiting. I let the silence stretch out until it was awkward. Fury tore through me when it became clear that if we stood here until the end of fucking time, he still wasn't planning to open his mouth to talk to me. The bracelet cut into my palm sharply enough that it drew my attention, and I peeled it off his wrist. He gasped and tried to snatch it back, but I shoved him against the damaged wall, using all my weight.

"You can't do that!" Tav shouted.

"Why do you wear this? Why do you give a shit?" I waved the bracelet around. "I gave it to you, and now I'm taking it back." I glared and slipped it onto my wrist.

Tav's face crumpled and he shoved past me, going over to his wrinkled clothing. He tugged his underwear on, then shoved his legs into his pants so hard I was worried he would rip something. His face was red as he pulled his shirt down over his head. It was impossible to ignore that his jaw was so hard it would require a crowbar to open his mouth. He wasn't planning on telling me shit.

"I deserve to know what happened," I snapped.

He ignored me and put his shoes on, then stomped downstairs. I followed him naked to the front door, and he stormed directly outside. There weren't any close neighbors for me to worry about, and even if there had been, I wasn't ashamed of my body.

"Seven thirty tomorrow!" I called after him, and his steps stumbled. "Be here or else!"

Tav slammed his truck door and the ancient engine roared to life seconds before it took off backward along my driveway. I glared down at the bracelet on my wrist. I just didn't fucking get it. Why leave, then save a piece of junk jewelry? At the time, this was supposed to be a placeholder until I could get him something nicer. Something that would last. How many times had he rethreaded this old bracelet with elastic? I held it up to look at the shells. Some of them were battered and chipped, but they still gleamed in the afternoon sunshine.

This bracelet was supposed to be temporary.

But instead, I'd been temporary.

Growling, I slammed the front door, and when that didn't take the edge off my rage, I punched a hole in the drywall next to it. Sighing, I shook out my aching hand and looked at the damage. Fuck my life, why did I think any of this was a good idea?

Glancing down at my satisfied dick, I snorted. Well, that had been more fun than anything since Tav. Yeah, I was going to keep doing this, stupid or not.