Chapter Thirteen

~ Patrick ~

Our meeting had gone far longer than any of us had expected and Zaq and I were pretty much wobbling by the time Jake's car let us off in front of our building.

When we walked inside, I made a quick check to make sure Peter wasn't there and then led Jackson over to the security desk to get him checked in. He'd need access to everything we had access to.

It was weird having someone follow us around, but if it kept Zaq safe, I was all for it. Besides, Jackson seemed like a nice enough guy, even if he was built like a linebacker.

The check-in process for Jackson was a little easier, maybe because they were all security in one form or another and understood each other and their job responsibilities. And maybe because of the other people that lived in the building. These guys were experienced with this type of thing.

Maybe both.

I didn't care as long as it was done and we could head up to our condo. Luckily, Jake had arranged for some furniture to be put in our spare bedroom so we didn't have to buy anything.

"What did you think of their proposal?" I asked as we rode up in the elevator. With everything else going on, Zaq and I hadn't had time to talk about it.

"I like the idea, and the money would certainly be nice." He smiled as he glanced up at me. "I like the idea of being able to work with you."

"But?"

I felt like there was a but.

"Is it really feasible? I mean, who exactly would be our patients and would there be enough of them to keep us busy?"

That was a good question.

"Why don't we write down any questions we may have and ask Jake tomorrow?"

Zaq nodded. "Probably a good idea. I'm sure he's headed to bed here pretty soon if he isn't there already in it."

"We should think of doing the same."

Thank god Jake had treated us to dinner before we headed home. It would have been nice to be able to go out with King and Alejandro and their husbands, but apparently it wasn't a good idea unless it was a private home or some club owned by another mobster boss.

I wasn't sure we'd ever be visiting that club.

When the elevator reached our floor, Jackson stepped out first and then nodded to us. We walked down the hallway until we reached our condo. Once I unlocked it, Jackson went in to check the place over.

That was weird.

It was going to take some time to get used to having a bodyguard. Hopefully, Jackson wouldn't be here that long. As nice as he seemed, I didn't want Zaq in danger enough to need a bodyguard long term.

Once Jackson gave us the all clear, Zaq and I walked into the condo. Jackson closed and locked the door. "You need a better security system. You should talk to Mr. Díaz about it. His company has a really good high end system."

"I'll give him a call tomorrow," I assured Jackson. "In the meantime, let me show you to the guestroom."

"I'm going to head to bed," Zaq stated.

I pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I'll be there in just a moment."

As Zaq walked away, I led Jackson down the hallway to the guest bedroom. "Hopefully, you won't need it very long, but it's yours as long as you are here so make yourself comfortable. There's food in the kitchen if you get hungry."

"Thank you, Mr. Scotton."

"Zaq and I are going to turn in now. I don't think we have any plans to go anywhere tomorrow so it should be an easy day for you."

"Yes, sir."

I left Jackson in the spare room and made my way to the bedroom I shared with Zaq. When I walked in, he was sprawled across the bed, just lying there with his eyes closed.

"Zaq?" I walked closer and leaned over the top of him, planting my hands on the mattress on either side of his head. "You okay?"

"Patrick," Zaq whispered as he grabbed my shirt, pulling me down on top of him. His eyes opened and he stared up at me with an intensity that made a fire ignite in my gut.

I leaned down and brushed my nose along the side of Zaq's temple. "What do you need, baby?"

As if I didn't already know.

I didn't give Zaq time to say anything else. I knew what he needed, what we both needed. I pulled Zaq close and covered his mouth with my own. Zaq melted against me, groaning as he opened his mouth to my exploration.

My calm was shattered by the hunger welling up inside of me as I explored Zaq's mouth. The hard length pressed against me told me that Zaq desired me just as much as I desired him.

I couldn't be more thrilled at the prospect.

Zaq groaned, his hands tightening on my arms. I felt a low rumble build in my chest. I moved to cover the man's body with my own. I looked down into Zaq's beautiful brown eyes.

I was nearly overcome with the knowledge that I held him in my arms and that Zaq was there willingly. My brother was an idiot for not cherishing Zaq as he deserved.

His loss, my gain.

"I need you, Zaq," I whispered as I rubbed my finger over his lips. I growled low in my throat when Zaq's tongue poked out to lick at my finger. I rubbed against Zaq's tongue with my finger before sinking it into his mouth.

I inhaled sharply when Zaq's lips closed around my finger and the man began sucking on it. Each draw of Zaq's mouth felt like it was mirrored on my cock. I had no doubt Zaq could get me to come just by sucking on my finger. I'd probably pass out from ecstasy if Zaq sucked on my cock.

"Patrick," Zaq whispered.

When his eyes rose up to meet mine, I knew I was lost. I pulled Zaq's clothes off, tearing them away. I needed to feel Zaq's body beneath my hands. I needed to feel my body pressing down on his.

I just plain needed.

My lips followed my hands. I kissed each inch of naked skin I bared until Zaq writhed under me, small pants and moans falling from his lush lips. And Zaq had the fullest lips I'd ever seen.

"P-Patrick," Zaq moaned beneath me.

I immediately leaned down to take one brown-hued nipple into my mouth. Zaq cried out and arched up into me. I moved my mouth across Zaq's chest to the other nipple, finding it already pert and stiff. I growled and latched onto the hard little nub.

"Patrick, please, I need you now."

The sound of Zaq's pleading spiraled through me like a tornado. Refusing to release the nipple in my mouth, I reached down and pulled the rest of Zaq's clothing from his body.

I almost growled in protest when I had to let go of Zaq's taut nipple to get his shirt over his head, but the feeling of Zaq's naked body pressing against mine more than made up for it.

I quickly stripped away my own clothes then hunched over Zaq's body. I grabbed him by the hips and pulled the man's body up to mine until our cocks pressed together. Zaq's legs surrounded me, wrapping naturally around my waist as if they had been there a hundred times.

"Zaq." The dazed, wide-eyed look Zaq gave me filled me with joy. I stroked my hand down his side, my eyes following, eating up every inch of naked flesh I could see.

Once he was naked, I leaned down over Zaq and claimed his lips again. I was mildly surprised at how eagerly Zaq surrendered to the kiss, just not enough to stop. I wrapped one hand around the side of his head, anchoring the man where I wanted him.

I stroked the other hand gently down Zaq's side and hip. I couldn't get over how soft Zaq’s skin always felt or how wonderful it felt to just touch him. I shuddered slightly, overcome by the mere feeling of Zaq's body pressed against mine.

I licked purposefully at Zaq's upper lip then delved inside to explore. I felt Zaq pressed closer, unconsciously moving against me as if seeking more contact. Gripping Zaq's hair tightly, I kissed and licked Zaq's lush lips, devouring them. I would have climbed inside Zaq's warm body if I could have.

As it was, I knew if I didn't get my cock in the man soon I might pass out. My blood was pounding through my body so fast I already felt lightheaded. My body tingled every time it brushed against Zaq's.

I hissed and jerked back when Zaq bit my lips. The small nip didn't break the skin, but I almost wished it had. The smoky look of desire burning in Zaq's eyes seared right through me.

"Lube," I said as I reached over to the nightstand. "We need lube and a condom." Maybe one of these days we'd get tested and go without, but I wasn't going to deny either of us this bliss until we did.

I grabbed the lube and a condom. After tearing the condom package open, I swiftly rolled it down my aching cock.

I quickly spread lube over my fingers and my cock and then reached down between us and stroked my fingers over Zaq's tight puckered hole. I pressed in with my fingers, inserting one into Zaq's tight hole. The joy I felt when Zaq's body sucked my finger right in knew no bounds.

He was made for me.

I couldn't wait to feel Zaq's tight body wrapped around my cock. I pushed in with another finger, scissoring them back and forth, readying Zaq's body to be claimed. Zaq pushed back when I added a third finger. His whole body moved, his legs spreading wide. Zaq looked wanton to me, desire incarnate.

He looked perfect, and he was all mine.

"P-Please," Zaq stuttered, his head thrashing around.

I pulled my fingers from Zaq's body. Grabbing Zaq's legs, I lifted them into the air and spread them wide, baring the man's stretched hole to my hungry gaze.

Scooting forward, I watched the head of my cock press against the small, puckered entrance. My hands tightened around Zaq's legs as I slowly pushed into him. The sight of my cock sinking into Zaq's body was astonishing. I pushed in until my entire cock was buried in Zaq's body.

Zaq stilled.

I stilled.

I glanced up at Zaq to find dazed eyes staring back at me. Zaq seemed to be holding his breath as if he waited for something. I started thrusting, my cock moving quickly in and out of Zaq's body. I couldn't believe how tight Zaq's body felt, how wonderful the silken heat gripped me.

I was overwhelmed with the sensations shooting through my body. I leaned down close to Zaq, bracing myself on my arms as I stared him straight in the eyes.

"I'm going to come in your hot, tight, little ass, Zaq. I'm going to mark you inside and out so that everyone knows you belong to me."

Zaq blinked, his mouth falling open.

My grin was feral as I pulled back until just the head of my cock remained inside of Zaq's body, and then I thrust forward with all the desire I felt coursing through my body.

"Patrick," Zaq gasped.

"Do it, baby," I growled. "Come for me."

Zaq cried out, his head pressing back into the blanket beneath him. His body arched up into me and went tense as the space between us was filled with his hot seed. Zaq's hands grasped desperately for purchase, finding it on my body, wrapping around my shoulders.

One more hard thrust and I erupted, filling the condom with my release. I lifted my head to look down. Zaq's face looked serene, an easy smile spread across the man's lips. His eyelids fluttered as if he wasn't quite conscious.

As my breathing slowly returned to normal, I gently stroked the side of Zaq's face with my fingers. My heart pounded with joy, amazement, and just a hint of wonder at what I held in my arms.