Chapter Twenty-Four James
You know those moments when you suddenly realize that life had been sort of gray for a while, but you just thought it was normal? Well that's how I felt after Rowan came waltzing into my life. I truly thought everything was going okay for me, apart from dating, and that my life was pretty good. But after spending a week in Rowan's arms every night, I realized that not only had I been missing something extremely important, but that I was falling for him much faster than I realized.
At first I thought it was just a little crush mixed with quite a bit of lust. However, as the week went by and I woke up every morning in Rowan's bed, I came to the conclusion that it wasn't just a mere crush. Something else was going on, something that scared me. And yet, no matter how fearful I was of those feelings, I couldn't stop myself from snuggling up against him.
Of course, his cock neatly wedged between my cheeks was a good motivation to get closer.
Rowan, as it turned out, had a bit of a kink. He liked to wake up already inside me. I fully planned to coax him into being more dominant and aggressive with me as he got more comfortable, but for now I'd settle for this. Besides, it was hot as fuck and I loved it. Ever since he told me about that fantasy, I'd woken him up every chance I could that way.
So this morning, just like the others, I curled my naked body up against him, making sure my ass was positioned just right. He was hard the moment our skin made contact, and it only took a little wiggling to get him to work up the generous bead of pre-cum I needed to get things started. Once I had that, it was a simple game of working him deeper between my cheeks until he slipped inside me. The moment he did, a moan escaped his lips, but he was still asleep.
Working myself up and down, I played a game with myself. I wondered how long I could keep it going until he woke up. Could I get him to breed me before he realized what was going on? He seemed to love the idea of that. Something about me using his body for my own pleasure just did it for him. I'd never seen a guy get so hard so fast when I mentioned it to him.
Knowing my mission, I slowly rode that thick cock of his, the bed rocking gently as I ground my ass against his pelvis. The perfect angle was easy to achieve in this position, the fat ridge of his cockhead making slow circles against my prostate. My cock was already leaking pre-cum all over the sheets as I stroked myself.
I buried my face in the pillow, letting the moans escape me whenever they wanted to. Waves of pleasure rolled up and down my body as I slowly fucked myself, grinding harder and harder against him. I could feel him pulsing inside me, each throb filling me with delight. That thick vein of his swelled against my entrance, creating more friction that I couldn't get enough of. I drove myself all the way down to his hilt, taking every last inch of him I could get. His cockhead slipped past my second ring and I gasped, feeling his balls tight against my ass.
Rowan's body reacted in kind, although his breathing remained steady. His hips rocked and gyrated, driving that cock deeper than I thought possible. My hole ached from the stretch, but in the most gratifying way. Finally I found that I could just lay there, Rowan's unconscious form taking over the majority of the movement. I heard him moan lightly in his sleep and I wondered what kind of dream he was having.
"James…" he muttered under his breath. "Fuck… James…"
Oh my god, he was dreaming about me. My heart swelled with affection. Out of all the people he could choose from real life or the dream world, his subconscious wanted me. I was filled with a mix of pride and happiness that I'd never felt before.
After everything I'd been through with those other guys, I finally found one that not only wanted me more than once during the day, but dreamed about me during the night as well. I couldn't ask for anything more.
I reached back, grabbing his hand and pulling it up to my hip. His fingers dug in instinctively and I grasped his hand tightly, riding his cock even faster. My ass bounced against his pelvis, rocking him and the entire bed at the same time. It only took a moment or two before I heard him gasp awake. Without a moment's hesitation, his grip tightened, and his hips suddenly began thrusting harder.
The sounds I made were pathetic and slutty, but I didn't care. I needed that thick cock of his like I needed air. His balls slapped against my ass as he pounded me harder, stretching me as far as I would go. Pure ecstasy pulsed through my system and my muscles began to tense, my tunnel hugging his cock tighter and tighter. I wasn't going to last much longer and judging by the pounding I was taking, I wouldn't have to wait long for that fat load of his either.
He didn't have to tell me when he was going to cum. I felt his balls draw tight against my ass as he slammed himself to the hilt, his cock spasming inside me. Heat flooded my insides, each pulse of his cock corresponding with a sudden rush of warmth. At the same time I buried my face in the pillow, crying out as I spent myself onto the sheets in front of me.
Without pulling out, Rowan wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight against his chest. I felt his cock slide just a little bit further inside me, the wave of satisfaction swallowing my entire body whole. If I could stay like this forever, I'd be fine with it. There was something so wonderful about having him inside. Being one, even though it sounded cheesy, was not only erotic, but deeply intimate. I'd never felt so connected to someone before.
"Thanks," he sighed in contentment, kissing the side of my neck. "That was amazing."
"You know me," I replied, still a bit breathless. "Always happy to take one for the team."
He gave me a squeeze. "And you're so good at it."
My chest swelled with affection. "Thanks, babe."
We laid there for a long time, just enjoying the afterglow of our morning wake up ritual. Eventually Rowan's cock grew soft and slipped out of me, a trail of cum running down my ass behind it. I loved the feeling and the sheets already needed to be washed thanks to me, so I didn't think much of it.
But eventually both of us had to pee, and that wasn't something either of us wanted to wash out of the mattress. There were just some lines that didn't need to be crossed.
I let Rowan go to the bathroom first and took my turn after, flipping on the shower once I was done. There was a fair amount of cum dried on my skin that needed to be washed off. When I was finished and pulled the curtain open to grab my towel, I found Rowan standing at the sink, brushing his teeth.
"I need to make a trip back to my apartment today," I said as I stepped out of the shower and began to towel myself off in front of him. Rowan, of course, turned and stared at my ass and cock the entire time.
"What for?" he asked, his toothbrush hanging limp out of the corner of his mouth.
"Laundry needs to be done, I could use some clean clothes, and I do have like three houseplants that have been horribly neglected." I couldn't help but grin as he stared.
"Oh. Okay."
I pulled the towel away, shaking my hips so my cock slapped against my thighs. "There. Is that what you were waiting for?"
A wide grin broke out over his face. "Oh my god. I love to do that too! It's so satisfying!"
"Boys are weird."
"Oh come on! It's fun and you know it."
"Alright," I smirked. "It's fun. But did you hear anything I said?"
"Apartment, laundry, coming right back so I can suck you off."
"Not sure I said that last part…"
"It was implied."
"Oh, was it?"
He just gave me a goofy grin and went back to brushing his teeth. "And maybe we can go out to dinner tonight or something. I can pick you up at your place and we could go out to the beach with takeout again. I saw there's supposed to be another thunderstorm."
"You know what? That sounds great. And it gives me some time to get everything done because I'm pretty sure I haven't done laundry since last Monday."
"No worries." He looked up at me, toothpaste clinging to the corner of his mouth. "Oh, I called my boss last night and quit finally."
It made me a little nervous that he'd quit the only source of income he had, but I was trying to be supportive. "How do you feel about it?"
"Pretty good. I did the math and thanks to Adam, I've got a little over a year's worth of expenses saved up. That gives me plenty of time to find another job doing something I enjoy."
"Any idea what that is yet?"
He grinned. "Nope! Not a clue! But I'll begin that adventure today while you're doing laundry."
"Well," I sighed. "I hope it turns out exactly how you want it to. And I'm here to help you in any way I can."
"Thanks, babe," he replied, leaning over and kissing me with his fresh minty lips. "And try not to worry. I've got plenty of money. Everything will be fine. Worst-case scenario, I end up in a job like the one I have now. I literally have nowhere to go from here but up."
I nodded, realizing he was right. "Absolutely. And you're going to make a great life for yourself. I just know it." I walked over, wrapping my arms around his neck as I pulled him into a deep kiss. "I can't wait to see what you make of it."
He smiled wide, his cheeks blushing crimson. "Thank you."
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A half hour later I was in my apartment, feeding laundry into the communal coin-operated machines on the first floor. I had to hike across the building a bit to use them, but I didn't mind. Since it was the middle of the weekday, the place was totally deserted and I could use as many machines as I wanted all at once. That cut down my waiting time considerably.
After chucking everything in and fishing out enough coins to get it all running, I took myself and my oversized basket back outside and headed for my apartment. However, as soon as I turned the corner, I saw a man standing outside my front door. At first I thought it might be Rowan, but as I approached, I saw the red glow of a cigarette as he took a drag and blew the smoke out through his nostrils. I stopped dead in my tracks as he turned toward me, his gaze coming to rest at last.
"I was wondering where you were, baby," he grinned in that characteristically fox-like way of his. "I've been trying to find out."
I didn't get any closer to my door. Instead I made sure to stay out in the sunlight where anyone looking could see me. Ray had said some pretty fucked up things to me and I wasn't sure what he'd do next. However, just the sight of him made my skin crawl.
"What the fuck do you want, Ray?" I growled.
He clicked his tongue at me. "That's no way to talk to your boyfriend."
"You're not my fucking boyfriend. And you need to leave."
"I just wanted to have a talk, baby. You blocked my messages before I could finish what I was saying. I wanted to explain."
"There's nothing to explain. You're a dick, a creep, and a manipulative asshole. And I never want to see or hear from you again. End of story."
He grinned wider, his gaze reaching a level of psychotic I didn"t know he was capable of. I felt a tinge of fear. Suddenly being mostly alone in the apartment complex didn"t seem like a blessing anymore. I took a few steps back, putting myself at the edge of the parking lot. Ray wouldn"t do anything stupid, would he? He couldn"t be dangerous, right?
"You"re making me kind of mad," he said, the amused edge in his voice disappearing. "I"m trying to give you a chance to apologize."
A sound caught my ear, and I glanced to the left. An SUV was coming up the drive. My chest flooded with relief as I realized it was Rowan.
"You better get out of here, Ray," I said confidently, my smile returning. "Or my real boyfriend is gonna kick your ass. Or maybe I"ll do it instead."
The SUV pulled up behind me into a parking space. But Ray didn"t stop. Instead, he just grinned.
"Well, let"s see what he thinks about this."
Before I could take a step back, Ray grabbed my wrist and pulled me right against him, forcing his tongue in my mouth. The taste of cigarettes made me gag, and I pulled away from him, shoving him away from me.
"Get the fuck off me!" I screamed.
Behind me, I heard the SUV door open and a pair of footsteps approach. Ray made a grab for me in my moment of distraction but a hand on my shoulder yanked me out of the way. I watched as Rowan grabbed Ray"s wrist, jerked him off balance, and clocked him right upside the face as he began to fall. There was a sickening crunch and Ray fell to the ground, howling in pain. Rowan looked back at me, his eyes filled with hurt and anger.
"Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah," I nodded.
"Get inside," he commanded. "I"ll take care of this."
I did as I was told and practically ran to the front door. Once I was inside, I shut and locked it behind me before running to the window to watch and make sure Rowan was okay.
Rowan's lips moved and although I couldn"t hear anything, I could tell by his face they were threats. Ray, on the other hand, had gone from menacing to pathetic in a matter of seconds. Blood streamed down his chin and he could barely get himself off the ground.
Finally, once Rowan was done speaking, Ray dragged himself back to his car and drove off, tires squealing. Rowan stood there for a moment and just when I thought he"d head for the apartment, he went back to his car. He closed the door, sat there for a moment, and started to back out of the parking lot.
I didn"t understand what was going on until my phone chimed and I glanced at the message.
Rowan: He"s not coming back. Stay inside. I need some time to think.
My heart fell as I realized what had happened. Ray, without knowing it, had just forced Rowan to relive one of the most tragic moments of his life.
And now I wasn"t sure if I would see him ever again.