24. Marko

Chapter 24

Marko

T he rain starts about forty minutes from home, and I need to slow down a fair bit to travel it safely. I’m regretting not packing rain gear for us, but I’m also not disappointed about the prospect of a wet and naked Heath.

There’s so much I want to say to him since this weekend at my grandmother’s. So much has changed for us both and maybe I’m moving too fast, but Heath needs to be with me.

I want that smile every morning and his hugs every night. He brings joy to my life like I’ve never known and if I could just keep his sunshine around forever, I’d die happy.

As we turn onto my road, the skies open up, and the rain arrives in sheets. If we were still on the highway, I’d have had to search for cover, so the timing couldn’t be more perfect.

I pull into the driveway, throwing up a thank you to the gods that we made it home safe. Soaked, but safe.

When I tap Heath to signal he can get off, the rain hits the carport roof with a roar. When he removes his helmet, his curls poke all over and he shivers.

“I might regret the choice to drive in the rain. I’m freezing. ”

After placing my helmet on the bike, I peel off my light jacket that’s soaked through to my T-shirt and now clings to me like a second skin.

“Or maybe not,” Heath purrs and I find his dark gaze roaming my body. “Tick the box for something else I didn’t know I’d like.” He steps closer to me, still in wet clothes, and the rain continues to fall. “A literal wet dream, Marko.” His fingers brush the hardened nubs of my nipples under the shirt. “Lord, love a duck. You’re sinfully hot like this.”

“Is that your way of talking about ducks at an inappropriate time to convince me to get some?”

“Huh? No. Maybe.” He bites his lower lip, always playful. “But if it works, then yes.”

He dusts his fingers over my nipples again and smooths my wet shirt against my body. “Even your tattoos show though when it’s wet. Fuck…” Heath’s hands drift to my zipper, but I take his hands in mine.

“Can we take this inside? I really am cold.”

“Oh. Yeah. Solid plan.”

Heath turns and tries to open the door, but it’s locked. He holds out a hand for the key and I place the entire key set in his hand.

“Which one?”

“The one with the little house on it.”

He flicks through my keys and sighs. “Aww…you marked all your keys with little symbols. That’s so fucking adorable.”

He finally opens the door and as soon as we’re inside, he hangs them on their hook while I lock the door behind us. We stand dripping in the area off my kitchen and the earlier playfulness from Heath is gone. Vanished, and I reach out to him .

“Are you okay, moja sre?o ? What happened?”

Heath shivers and I help him out of his jacket. My mind is whirling, trying to figure out what changed in the last thirty seconds to have his silly chatter grind to a halt.

“I love you, Marko. I mean, like, with everything I have. If my heart could give you more, it would.” His warm gaze finds mine as he shivers. “I’ve known for a while that this was different. Not just because of the same sex thing, but because…because my heart beats for you in a way I’ve never felt.”

“Heath…” Lifting a palm to his cheek, I dip to brush a kiss across his lips. “I love you, too. More than anything. I can’t even compare it to something because it’s different from anything I’ve ever known.”

“Oh, thank god. I was hoping you’d say something like that. I know I say a lot of random shit, but that was as good as I could come up with.” He loops his arms around my neck. “It also sounded a lot better than ‘ my dick is always hard for you, and I want to make good on my promise to ride you like a real cowboy would .’”

My entire body shakes with laughter as I kiss this random man. This man who just blurts out how he feels, but also does the sweetest things for me. He’s such a wild card some days and I think that’s what makes me love him more.

“I won’t say no to that.”

It’s all hands and tugging off wet clothes. Laughter and stolen kisses as we leave our soaking clothes on the floor and get our bare asses to the bathroom to towel off.

“I’m not cold anymore at least,” Heath says as a fingertip traces the Croatian flag tattoo over my heart .

Tossing the towel on the floor, I grip his hips, pulling him into me.

“No? I hear skin to skin is the best thing to warm up with, though.”

My hands massage the globes of his ass, and he presses a kiss to my neck. “I forgot, but I’m not opposed to the idea.” He groans when I drag a finger down his crease. “Yes. Do that. Please, Marko.”

Heath’s hands grasp my neck and tug me down to his lips. His kisses are frantic, like he’s afraid I won’t be here when he opens his eyes. “Up.” I press my hands under his ass and he gets it, jumping to wrap his legs around my waist and I carry him to my bedroom.

“You have no idea how hot that makes me. I love it when you carry me.”

Laying him on the bed, I pull away to find the large pool of pre-cum between us.

“I have an idea. Look at you leaking for me.”

Running a finger through it, I bring it to my lips and Heath slams his eyes closed.

“Stop being so hot. You’re killing me.”

With a chuckle, I lean down to kiss his jaw. “I think that’s usually my line, isn’t it? You’re the one who usually pushes all my buttons and unravels me. Usually with a single kiss.”

He cracks an eye open and his lips tilt ever so slightly.

“It only takes a kiss for me to do that?”

Dragging my tongue down his neck, his breath hitches, and he stretches to allow me better access. “Yep. Sometimes not even. A well-timed grope or even the scent of your aftershave. It makes me gone for you.” I whisper in his ear before nipping at his lobe.

“It’s Old Spice. ”

“What?”

“My aftershave. Sometimes people think it’s just for older men, but I like it.” Both eyes open now and a small smirk plays on his lips. “Seems it helped me snag an older man, so maybe they weren’t wrong.”

“I’m not old!”

“You’re older than me.”

“Yeah, but it’s like five years. I’m not old.”

He rocks his hips. “Prove it.”

Heath grabs my neck and smashes his lips into mine. He writhes under me, creating a heady slide of our bodies, and I’m gasping within minutes. How do I stand a chance to have any staying power with this man when that’s all he needs to do to turn me all the way on?

“I meant it before, Marko.” His hands grip my cheeks and he holds my face in front of his. “I want you to…” Somehow, he blushes, his cheeks growing more pink right up to his ears, and he appears so na?ve and innocent my heart stops. “I want to ride you. I’ve…researched things.”

“Have you now?”

Heath nods slowly. “I have. According to various chat boards, I’m either a cumslut or a size queen.”

Okay. So not exactly na?ve then.

“What kind of chat boards are you on ?”

“Something Dante told me to check out. Reddit maybe?”

His hands slide down my sides and he lifts his head to kiss me. “The point is, I liked it before when I rode your fingers. I want more, Marko. I know it might hurt at first, but I know I want it, so don’t be afraid to give it to me because I’m new to this. Nothing we’ve done has ever made me feel…not good.”

Heath wraps his legs around my waist and lifts his hips up. He rocks slowly but with a need, I feel deep in my chest.

“I can’t ever deny you, sre?o . But you can always change your mind. Just tell me.”

Heath nods and lets his legs drop away from my waist. My body trembles. When a gorgeous man like Heath asks you to be his first experience with anal sex, it’s a lot of pressure.

But it’s not a hardship to worship his body.

All of it.

Every inch of him I cover in tender kisses and, remembering how he said he likes to be marked, I suck hard to bruise his skin. Heath splays himself across the bed and reaches over his head to grip the slots of my headboard. He’s giving me his entire self freely and knowing he trusts me so completely has me floating higher than any cloud in the sky.

My tongue slides down his cock, across his sack, and I linger, flicking across the sensitive skin above his hole.

“Oh god. Marko…this is already better than I imagined.”

His breath is ragged, and he shamelessly spreads his legs wider.

“Well, you’re probably going to like this then.”

Rimming Heath is both a source of pleasure and entertainment. I’ve never had such a vocal partner before and I can’t say I hate it. He’s like a cheerleader and play-by-play announcer in one. And it’s great for my ego.

“Oh fuck, you just stuck your tongue in my…gnhh…oh shit. Do that again. Holy noodles, Marko…you’re really good at this. ”

Of course, I don’t respond. My mouth is busy anyway, but when he plants his feet and grinds down on my face, babbling nonsense, I need to check in with him.

“ Ljubavi , I didn’t understand that last part. You okay?”

Glazed brown eyes meet mine and his lips tilt in a lazy smile.

“I’ll be better when you fill me with dick.”

“Jesus, Heath. What’s got into you?”

“Hopefully you. Can I?”

Climbing up the bed beside him, I settle and he turns his lust-blown eyes to me.

“You can do whatever you want to me.”

Heath kisses me with a loud groan. Pushing me onto my back, he straddles my waist and runs a finger across the crease between my eyebrows. “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine.”

His body glistens like a slicked-up gladiator. The curls of his hair stick to his forehead and after he’s found the lube in the nightstand, he’s a vision from heaven as he coats his fingers and reaches back to finger himself.

I’m kind of in awe that he just goes for it and loses himself to his own touch so completely. He’s beautiful in his inhibition and in the way he lives his life. It shouldn’t surprise me at all that he just goes for what he wants with no shame.

“You’ve been practicing, haven’t you?” My voice is so thick I need to clear my throat. “Did a message board tell you to do that, too?”

“Oh, yeah.” He drops forward and plants his hands near my head before planting the sweetest kiss on my lips. “Help me with the rest. ”

My hand slaps around the bed to find the lube, and I coat my dick before teasing him with my fingers a little more. He sighs across my lips.

“God, it feels so much better when you do it.”

Notching my cock at his entrance, he sits up with a clenched jaw. “You’re bigger than I thought.”

He doesn’t let me say anything. Instead, he eases himself over the tip and rocks back and forth, teasing both of us as he adjusts. Each time he lowers a fraction more and I can’t tear my eyes away from his face. Every emotion, every sensation, plays out across his features. Heath is hedonism personified.

“Marko…” My name is a breathy plea from his lips as he sinks a little deeper. “Oh wow. Oh…” His chest heaves again and his gaze meets mine. “I want you to kiss me.”

Raising up on my elbows far as I can go, he dips his head to meet me and takes my lips in a lust filled kiss. “Do you want to kiss me while you ride me, ljubavi ?”

“Yeah, I…how?”

“Let me sit on the edge and you climb back on.”

Heath reluctantly slides off my cock with a wince, but as soon as I’m in place, he wastes no time getting back to it. The first part is easier this time. He moans so sweetly every time he takes more of me, and it breaks me open in the best possible way. He buries his fingers in my hair and crushes his mouth to mine.

I’m hanging by a thread by the time he finally lowers himself all the way and his ass hits my thighs. Heath gasps against my lips. His chest heaves with shallow breaths as I smooth my hands up his muscled back.

“Marko…” He gently rolls his hips with a moan. “Oh, fuck… ”

“You’re doing so good. You feel amazing.”

Heath pulses his hips in short pumps, increasing the speed and depth to something he’s comfortable with and maintains his rhythm.

His lips find mine. Over and over, he kisses me and grips my hair in a tight fist.

“Are you close?” His words are a pant as he drops his forehead to mine. “I’m gonna come.”

“Fuck yes. Come while I’m in you, sre?o .”

“Marko!”

Heath’s ass strangles my dick as he floods my stomach between us and wraps his arms around my neck. It’s enough to push me over the edge and I unload inside him, my arms wrapped tight around his waist so he can’t move—even if he wanted to.

“You just came in my ass.”

“I did. Another one of those marking things I told you about. I never asked if—”

“Shush. I knew what I was doing. I wanted it.”

We release our holds, and Heath stands up in front of me. Several purplish red marks decorate his chest and sweat shines on his body.

“My legs are on fire and my ass is kinda sore, though. I think now would be a good time to try your fancy bathtub.”

“I couldn’t agree more. I’ll meet you in there.”

Heath turns away and my breath catches as I watch my cum run down his leg. Hickeys all over his chest and filled with my cum. I smile to myself.

He said he wanted to be marked by me.

Guess I’m an overachiever.