4. Elio

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ELIO

I adjusted my messenger bag so it lay against my back and wrapped my arms around Tony's waist, scooting myself as close to him as I could get. I was terrified of his rumbling death machine. The road was right there, and cars were so big and so close. This really wasn't how I wanted to die.

Fear wasn't the only reason I clung so tightly to him. The feel of his hard muscles had me practically humping him as I pressed even closer. I wanted him badly.

Memories of the nights we'd spent together flooded my mind. We'd both been insatiable. The first night, I'd intended to slip away after round one, but I couldn't make myself leave. Not only had I desperately wanted more, but I'd never felt so thoroughly wrung out in my life. He'd exhausted me in the best way.

Without warning, Tony veered off the road onto a trail that led into the woods.

"What are we doing?" I yelled, but the words were lost between the sound of the engine and the rush of the wind. He was driving insanely fast, dodging rocks and branches that hung low, ready to slap us in the face. Finally he slowed, then stopped by a large oak. When he cut the engine. I let go and sat up straight. "What the fuck?"

He didn't say a word. He just dismounted and dragged me with him until I was pressed against a tree.

"Tony, seriously, what are you doing?"

"Once we're back, I don't know what will happen. I'm going to have a hell of a fight on my hands."

"You could just let me go."

"No." There was just enough moonlight to let me see how he was staring into my eyes, straight to my soul. "Is that what you really want?"

I shook my head, unable to make my voice work.

"I need you, Elio. Right here. Right now. I need you to know you're mine, that what we had before was as good as I remember. I never wanted it to be temporary."

"Fuck."

"Yes." He lifted my bag over my head and dropped it onto the ground beside us before leaning forward and pressing me into the bark. It scraped where my shirt had ridden up, but I didn't care because I felt the hard ridge of his cock against my abdomen. I knew I had to have him, I had to do this. "One more time. Then you'll let me go?"

"No, this is to brand you, to claim you, not to say goodbye."

"God, Tony, we can't."

"Yes, we can. Tell me you don't want it."

"I…I want you. Need you. But this is crazy."

"I don't fucking care."

He ground against me, and my protest turned into a moan.

He cupped my face and kissed me. His tongue drove into my mouth like he was fucking me with it, and I let my head drop back, opening to him, knowing I wasn't going to deny him anything. I slid my arms around his neck, and he cupped my ass, lifting me so I could wrap my legs around him as well. He winced and I knew the position had to hurt his arm, but before I could protest, he pushed me back into the tree, rocking his hips against mine. The night was so hot we were already dripping sweat. This was going to messy as fuck, but I didn't care. I had to have him.

I groaned as he shifted position and pressed his cock against mine. If he kept that up, I might come in my pants like a teenager. I needed this so much. "Tony, please."

"What? Tell me what you need."

"You."

"What do you need from me?"

"Everything."

"That's right, but now you're going to get my cock. I'm going to fuck you so you remember how good it is."

"I do. I remember it every fucking day."

"That's right. Because we were meant for each other."

"You're killing me."

"Oh, it's going to get much worse."

His words only made me needier. "Why is this happening? How did you know you wanted?—"

"It doesn't matter. Stand up." He released my ass, and I reluctantly lowered my legs and set both feet on the ground.

He looked me up and down. "You're so fucking beautiful."

"I…."

"Hush." He laid a finger over my mouth "Now, turn around."

"Tony…."

"There's no one around, and even if there were, I don't fucking care. You're mine, and I'm not waiting another second to have you again."

This couldn't be real. I had to be dreaming. I was still in bed back at my family's compound, essentially their prisoner.

I hadn't actually been stupid enough to go to Billy's house. I hadn't actually seen Tony kill Billy. I wasn't here in the woods in the middle of the night, pressed against a tree by the one man I'd been longing for every day since I'd forced myself to walk away from him.

"Elio, do what I said." Tony used his good arm to spin me around so I could place my hands on the tree.

"I…."

"No more protests. I need you, and you need this too."

I nodded. I didn't know how else to respond. He was right. Whether this was a dream or reality, I didn't want it to stop. I pressed my hands against the tree, bracing myself and sticking out my ass. He slapped it hard, and I gasped.

Tony unfastened my pants and dragged them down my legs faster than I would've thought possible. He wrapped a hand around my ankle and encouraged me to lift my foot so he could yank off my shoe and pull my leg out of my pants before nudging my legs farther apart.

"That's better." He ran his hands over my naked ass. "Fuck, it's just as round and gorgeous as I remembered." He knelt behind me, dug his fingers into my ass cheeks, and pulled them apart, exposing me fully.

"Tony." My voice shook.

"No talking," he ordered. "Just feel."

When his tongue flicked over my hole, I bit my lip to keep from crying out. It felt so good. I couldn't believe he was here, on his knees, eating my ass. I never thought I'd see him again, and I never imagined myself doing anything like this. I wasn't wild. I was quiet. I liked to hide. I didn't spread my legs in the woods for some savage man to have at me.

Except, apparently, I did.

I braced myself on one hand and reached around so I could slide my fingers into his hair and hold him against my ass.

"Fuck, you need this, don't you?" His breath was warm on my sensitive flesh.

"Yes. God, yes. Tony, please."

He chuckled as he licked me again, pressing the flat of his tongue along the seam of my ass, then shoving it in me, fucking me with it, opening me up.

"Need more. Please."

He wrapped his hand around my shaft and began to work me.

I knew I wouldn't last long like this. I was going to come any second if he didn't stop. "Can't. Can't hold on. Need to come. Please."

He dropped his hand from my dick, and I whimpered. "I don't want you to come until I'm deep inside you. I'm going to fuck you until you forget everything but me. You're not going to think about any other man ever again. You're mine. Do you understand that?"

I whimpered again.

"Answer me, Elio."

"Can't," I said.

He spanked my ass hard, making it sting. "Elio, do you understand you belong to me now?"

"Please Tony, I…."

Another slap. The other cheek this time. Now they both burned, but my ass felt so needy. I wanted more, his tongue, his cock, his fingers. I didn't care. I just needed him inside me. "This is crazy."

"Yeah. People say that about me a lot, but I know what I want."

"I want you, too."

"This isn't for one day or one weekend." He flicked his finger across my hole, then pressed in just enough to tease.

"Tony. Need more."

"You get what you want when I get what I want."

"I can't promise you that. I can't let you start a war over me."

"Elio, look at me."

I drew in a shaky breath, then gazed at him over my shoulder.

He was fucking gorgeous. It would be easy to let myself believe he could protect me, that he really could give me anything I needed.

"I'm yours." The words just slipped out, but somehow I knew I meant them. His crazy was getting to me, but I'd been fantasizing about this man ever since I'd hidden and watched for him to show up and realized I wasn't at our meeting spot. Billy had been a tool to get off, but Tony was my obsession.

"That's better."

He pushed two fingers into me, working them deep and brushing against my sweet spot.

I cried out and pushed my hips back, trying to get him even deeper. "Please, Tony. Don't make me wait anymore."

I heard the sound of his belt being undone, then his zipper lowered. "Fuck."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't have anything with me. I wasn't planning on finding a man I wanted to fuck when I left town today."

"My bag. There's lube in my bag."

"Condoms too?"

"Oh fuck it. You can take me bare. I've always used a condom with everyone. I'm fine. It's safe."

"Damn, I love hearing how much you need this. I wouldn't do this if I had any doubt I wasn't negative. You're safe with me." I heard him rifling through the bag, then he laughed. "You buy the good stuff, don't you?"

"That's why I wasn't leaving it for Billy."

"He stole your lube?"

"I told you he was a fucking piece of shit."

I heard the sound of Tony slicking up his cock, then he was there, teasing me with his cock head before pressing hard, breaching through the ring of muscle.

I sucked in my breath. "I forgot how big you are."

"You can take it."

"I…oh God." He pushed deeper, and it felt like he would split me in two.

"So fucking tight."

"You're just fucking massive."

"I've got exactly what you need. You love this."

"I do. I love how you open me up."

"That's right. You're going to take every inch."

I whimpered. "Please."