Chapter 21

21

Kacey stumbled out of the bedroom, blinking and a little groggy. Coffee. He needed to make some coffee.

His nipples ached, his balls ached, and he wanted to ride River into the ground. Last night, he’d sucked River off, licking and loving on his—lover, Master, Dom’s?—cock.

This morning he was ready, needing, and⁠—

“You making coffee, honey?” Tyson asked.

“I am.” He wasn’t going to growl, at all. “You have a good night?”

“Exceptional. I’ll make coffee for us and order an amazing brunch for noonish. You go seduce him and make him scream.” Tyson leaned closer. “Did he tell you not to jack off yet?”

He shook his head, knowing he was going to blush.

“He will, but this isn’t breaking a rule. It’s just pushing a little.” Tyson winked at him. “I mean, if you feel ready for that.”

Oh, he was more than ready. And if Tyson said it wasn’t breaking a rule… “Are you sure?” He needed to be sure. Things were going good. He didn’t want fuck it up so soon.

“I’m sure. River likes sex. River likes sex a lot. Master Noel would tell you the same thing. I promise.”

“Cool.” He doctored one coffee while he made the next. “I want him.”

“Show it off. He wants you to need him. It’s a win-win.”

“Yeah? Okay.” He hugged Tyson carefully, and then headed back to the bedroom, dropping the coffees off before doffing his robe and crawling back into bed.

River was dozing and tucked an arm over him as soon as he settled, sniffing the air without opening his eyes. “Do I smell coffee?”

“Yes, Sir.” He wiggled, rubbing up against River with a moan. “I made you a cup.”

River slid a hand over his ass. “Mm? So I should drink it right now?”

“Mmm… It’s awful hot.” He reached down, stroking River’s cock, then his own.

River sucked in air, then teased him with an almost-kiss, lips brushing his. “So we should let it cool down.”

“Uh-huh.” He repeated the strokes, first River, then himself, over and over.

“This is very naughty.” But River’s cock was playing right along, hard and hot in his fingers.

“Is it? I need you. It’s not against the rules…” He gently bit River’s earlobe.

River hummed, shifting to press him onto his back. “Say that again.”

“I need you.” He figured that was the one River wanted to hear.

He got a real kiss then, heavy and hot, and River rolled his hips so their cocks slid against each other. Oh, that was perfect, heated and slick, and his balls rejoiced, needing this more than anything.

“Want you.” River found lube and handed him a rubber to open in one smooth motion. They were already breathing hard, the heat building between them. “Now.”

“Yes. God, yes. I need you.” He covered River’s cock, then grabbed one knee and tugged it up, spreading himself wide.

River’s low growl was like reward, and cool, slick fingers pressed in to get him ready. “Fuck, so pretty.”

No one had ever made him feel so free, so fine, and he allowed himself to sink into it. He loved fucking, being touched and taken, and he could trust River to use him like he wanted. “All yours.”

“Damn right.” River replaced his fingers with his cock and sank in slowly with a low moan. “Mine.”

“Yes…” The burn climbed up his spine, and he rocked down, pushing into it.

“Patience. I’ll take care of you.” River took hold of his knee and held him in place as their bodies came together.

“Patience.” God, he’d been patient. He had, but fuck, this was hot, and he loved it—the pressure of River’s hand, the weight of that will. It made him burn.

“Do you like a fast, hard fuck better, boy?” River’s deep steady rhythm rocked him over and over.

“Only know those.” He met River’s eyes, daring to bare himself even more. “Fucking love when you put me where you need me. Trips my trigger.”

River’s eyes lit up with a wild sort of heated joy and a hand wrapped around his prick, squeezing firmly. “This trigger?”

He answered by tightening his core, knowing that River would feel that everywhere. “All of them.”

“Damn, boy.” River released him and braced himself, driving harder, changing up the angle once, and then again.

When River hit it, right where he needed, he grabbed his cock. He wasn’t sure if he was going to squeeze to force himself to wait or to stroke himself off.

“No touching, boy.” River pushed his hand away and nailed that spot again. “And don’t you dare come.”

“No? What happens if I do?” He reached up, stroking River’s face, petting and adoring him.

“I’ll have to spank you.” River was starting to sweat a little, eyes focused on his, looking right into him.

His body clenched again, clamping down on River’s cock, because he couldn’t think. At all.

“Maybe I will anyway.” River’s chuckle was cut off by a groan and those heavy thrusts grew faster. “Fuck, yes.”

He grunted, body jerking as he got closer and closer to the top of his head popping off.

“Go on, boy. When you want to.” River shifted again, folding his knee up higher and pounding into him, steady and solid, again and again.

He curled up and rocked down, adding his strength to River’s, grinding them together. River didn’t let up, breathing hard and hips slamming into his. “Fuck, you… you make me… crazy.”

“Good.” That worked for him. Worked perfectly, as a matter of fact.

River grabbed his cock in a hot fist and stroked. “Give it to me, boy.”

River’s thumb pushed in, and the zing was all he needed, sending him crashing over the edge. He barked out a sharp cry as he came.

“That’s my boy. Giving me just what… I…” River grunted and his hips went wild, heavy thrusts keeping him pinned in place. A second later, it was over, River shouting his name. “Kacey!”

Oh yeah. That was him. That was him, all the way. No question that River knew who he was with.

River unfolded him and stretched out long, still sucking in harsh breaths. “You’re a menace in the morning.”

“Me? No… I brought coffee.” He chuckled softly, tickled as shit.

“Oh-ho! I see what you did there.” River reached for him. “Nice try. I’m still going spank you later.”

“I was good, though.” And he wasn’t going to admit to any sort of intrigue at all. Nope.

“So it’ll be a reward instead of a punishment. It works both ways.” River pulled him in and took a kiss. “You’ll see what I mean.”

He nodded, stealing another kiss. “Thank you. I needed this.”

“Mhm. You had me at ‘I need you.’” River sighed. “You were amazing last night. Honest and vulnerable. So beautiful. So brave. I want you to believe that.”

His cheeks burned, but he didn’t complain, he just rubbed their cheeks together. “It was deep. Not easy, but deep.”

“The things that aren’t easy bring the greatest rewards. Sounds cheesy, but it’s actually true. You’ll see.”

“Oh, I know that.” He wasn’t smart, but he wasn’t dumb either. He knew about doing hard things. “I mean, think about bull riding. The rank bulls have bigger scores, there’s more money. There’s danger in riding them, though.”

“This is all that adrenaline without any tangible risk. You always have a safety net. A few in fact. And if you do fall, it will always be a soft landing.”

Damn, River had the words that made his soul feel safe. He reached down, took River’s hand, and kissed it.

River chuckled lightly. “You liked all that metaphor, huh? I was worried I was laying it on a little thick.”

“I didn’t think so. I thought it was great.” But what did he know?

“Thank you. You’re a good boy.” River kissed him again. “Even when you’re a bad boy. Where’s that coffee?”

“Your bedside table. I doctored it for you already.” He thought he needed to get River a coffee warmer for the bedroom.

River sat up, back against the leather headboard, and let him get resettled before picking up his coffee. “Mm. So what do you think, do you want to spend some time with Tyson today?”

“I totally can, if he wants to.” Tyson was sensitive, but he’d been a wealth of good advice and kindness. “I don’t want to use up his vacation time if he’s got better things to do.”

“He doesn’t. Not today. We all worked last night. Today is for relaxing, recovering, enjoying the glow.”

“Yeah? That sounds good to me. I am enjoying my morning, one hundred percent.” Hell, he was surprised that he felt like he’d worked hard, like he’d really pushed himself.

“Me too. The day is starting off very well. Some naughty boy I’m incredibly proud of woke me up hungry, and now I have coffee.”

He loved the word naughty. It brought up wiggly emotions that made him press close to River.

River tucked an arm over him. “Should we get up? See if we can shower all the glitter off? I wonder what Tyson has decided to make for brunch? He’s a very good cook.”

“Yeah? Neat. Showering sounds amazing, and I’ll see if I can help.” Maybe he’d learn something.

“Maybe. Tyson learned because Noel told him he had to. He even took some cooking classes.” River set his coffee down. “Go turn on the water and put towels in the warmer.”

Oh, that would be a disaster. Him? A class? “I’m not a class person. I don’t learn well.”

River scoffed. “You don’t know that. Maybe you don’t do academics well. That’s different. I bet you’d love an art class.”

“Maybe.” He could just draw a lot. “I’ve watched a lot of YouTube stuff, tried it.”

That hadn’t been intimidating.

“Hm.” River looked like he was thinking. Kacey wasn’t sure that was a good thing.

“Yeah. I mean, being on the road is a lot of downtime, lots of waiting. I watched my phone a lot.” He shot River a wink. “If I’d known about BDSM, I’d have watched a lot more…”

“Ha! Did you live under a rock?” River pushed him out of bed. “Water. Shower. Go.”

“I didn’t! You ever searched gay porn on Bing?” He ran for the bathroom.

“No. And what the hell is Bing?”