Tempting Him by Isabel Lucero

42

Jay: I miss you. When are you moving again? Tomorrow?

Me: I wish. I’ll be there soon, baby.

It’s beenthree weeks since Jay was here in Chicago. There’s been a lot of FaceTime calls and countless texts. I’ve been using this time to finish all business related work I need to, find a place to live in Michigan, and hire a company to pack and ship all of my belongings.

We decided we wouldn’t attempt to live together right away. We want to give this the time and space a normal relationship would have. It’s not like we’ve been together a long time, but I have a feeling living with Jay would be easy.

Jay: Question. Do you want to FaceTime tonight?

Alek: Why would that ever be a question?

Jay: Okay. Another question. Do you want to give me a strip tease while we’re on FaceTime? I miss a certain part of you.

Me: We just had video phone sex two days ago.

Jay: I’m a fiend.

Me: Call me, but you better already be naked.

Jay: Yessir!

Five weekssince I’ve seen Jay and I’m starting to go crazy. I’ve finally secured a place to live, thanks to a lot of phone calls and video chats with a realtor and the help of Jay. He’s been my proxy, checking out the apartments in my stead. My furniture is set to ship out in a few days. We’re getting closer.

While it’s been hard to be away from him for such a long time, we’ve definitely learned a lot more about each other through all the late night phone calls.

Jay: My friends want to meet you. Are you ready for that?

Me: You make it sound like I should be afraid.

Jay: You never know.

Me: Of course I want to meet them. They’re important to you.

Jay: So are you.

I driveinto Michigan on an early Friday afternoon and get the keys to my apartment. My furniture is already in storage here, so I call the moving company I’ve previously been in contact with and meet them at the facility. A few hours later, everything that’ll fit in this condo is unloaded and placed in my new home. There’s still quite a bit that’ll sit in storage until I move into a larger place, but a two bedroom condo is all I need. While that’s what I had in Chicago, this one is a little smaller.

Jay’s still at work and has no idea I’m in town, considering I told him I’d be in tomorrow. So after I unpack a few boxes, I take a shower and drive over to MGD.

I lean against the side of my car in the parking lot, hands in my pockets with one foot crossed over the other, and watch as he exits the building with two other people. Lost in conversation, he doesn’t look in my direction right away. I can’t help the smile that forms on my face as I watch him. He glances up briefly, then does a double-take. The sun is bright, and he brings his hand up over his brow, squinting in my direction.

“Oh shit,” he exclaims before he jogs across the parking lot with a huge grin on his face.

As he gets closer, I stand up and brace for his large body to slam into me. He wraps his arms around my back, laughing as we embrace.

“You fucking sneaky ass. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I wanted to surprise you.”

He pulls away just enough for us to be able to kiss, our lips coming together in a succession of quick pecks before I slide my tongue into his mouth, desperate to get a taste of him.

“God, I’m so glad you’re here. I almost can’t believe it.”

“I’m here,” I tell him, running a knuckle from his temple to his chin, capturing it between my fingers before I place another kiss on his lips. “Want to come to my place? We can order some dinner.”

“Sounds perfect. I’ll follow you.”

He moves to walk away but I grasp his hand and yank him back into me. “I’m not ready to let go yet.”

* * *

Later that night,after he’s helped me unpack some more boxes, and we’ve had our dinner, we sit together on the loveseat without a TV to watch since the cable isn’t connected yet.

“It started to feel like this was never gonna happen,” he says. “I can’t believe you live here now.”

“Me either, but it already feels like home.”

He gazes up at me, his head in my lap as his long legs drape over the side. “Tomorrow, my friends are coming over to my apartment for dinner and drinks. You have to come, meet them, woo them, make them love you.”

“And if they hate me?”

“They won’t. Not possible. But on the off chance that they do, it doesn’t matter. I like you.”

I run my hand over his head. “Then I’ll turn on my charm. Make sure they do.”

“Well, don’t be too charming. Four of them are gay. They may try to steal you from me.”

I chuckle. “Aren’t they in relationships with each other?”

“Yeah, but you’re definitely leave my relationship worthy.”

I shake my head. “It’s a good thing I only want you then.”

His lips part. “Okay,” he says, standing up and reaching for my hand. “I can’t restrain myself any longer. Let’s go to your room. I have some things I need to do.”

“Good thing I made sure to get the room as set up as possible,” I say as we make our way down the hall.

We’re not in the bedroom for more than fifteen seconds before we’re both ripping clothes off each other, falling into the bed mostly naked.

Our bodies lie side by side, facing each other as we kiss and touch. Jay moves quickly, pushing me onto my back as he kisses across my torso, dragging his tongue across the scars I got when I was a teenager—attacked for being who I was. And now I have him and he gives me nothing but pleasure.

His lips travel lower, and after he’s pulled my boxer-briefs down, his hand wraps around my erection and then I’m enveloped in his warm, wet mouth.

Jay moans as he tastes me, quickly bringing me to the precipice of bliss with his skilled hands and tongue.

“Wait,” I manage to get out between heavy breaths.

He looks up, dragging his mouth from my cock but continuing to give me languid strokes. “Mm?”

“I…” I prop up on my elbows, staring down at him. “I want to try more.”

His brows draw in. He’s clearly aware we’ve already been down the kissing road, and I’ve sucked him off three times now. There’s only one other thing we haven’t done.

“Are you sure?”

I nod. “I’ve been preparing. I’ve had a lot of alone time.”

His lips quirk up. “Okay.”

He disappears to grab the lube from the dresser and he’s back between my legs in no time. I’ve thought about us getting to this moment for a long time. I’ve been curious about it. I want to feel him inside me and give myself to him in a way that almost nobody’s had. The only time I attempted this was when my Dad caught us, and it had barely started before everything went to hell.

I know Jay switches, but from some of our previous conversations, he was mostly a top, and I feel bad for being selfish.

“You ready?” he asks. “I’m about to blow your mind.”

I barely get a response out before his tongue is dancing over my balls and traveling to my ass. His large hands hold my thighs up and apart as he tongues my hole, making fireworks explode behind my eyelids.

“Holy fuck,” I gasp, grabbing onto the covers.

He moans, using that magical tongue to do deliciously dirty things to my body. Jay absolutely devours me, switching from poking and prodding to flattening his tongue and licking a long path up and down.

“Jesus,” I cry, unable to process what I’m feeling. It’s a unique sensation, but it feels so fucking good.

When he stops, I take a second to breathe, but then I hear the cap open on the bottle of lube. My gaze connects with his as he pours some onto his fingers.

“You trust me?”

I nod.

His fingers slide between my cheeks, but he uses his other hand to grab my cock and lowers his mouth over the crown, giving me something else to focus on while his slick fingers push against my hole.

“Oh shit,” I gasp. “Jay. Oh God.”

“I got you, baby. I’m gonna make you feel so good.”

One finger tip pushes inside me, stealing my air. He pauses before he inserts it the rest of the way, using small movements to thrust in and out.

My eyes roll into the back of my head as I pull on my hair, gasping and moaning.

After a while, he drizzles some more lube on his finger and my ass, and begins to push a second digit inside.

“Oh, God,” I cry.

He continues his slow movements while he sucks my cock back into his mouth. Gradually, his fingers push in harder and faster, and he starts spreading them slightly, stretching me. After he’s able to get three fingers in, my cock throbs with the need to release.

“Jay, please,” I beg. I feel overwhelmed and desperate.

He removes his fingers and quickly coats his cock with the slippery liquid before spreading more around my entrance.

“I’m gonna go slow, but let me know when you want me to stop.”

I bite my lip and nod. “Okay.”

His wide crown prods at my entrance and I instantly clench up.

“Relax, baby,” he says softly, rubbing a hand over my hip. “I’ve been dying for this. To know what you feel like on the inside.” He moans as he pushes in a little more. “Fuck.”

“Ah!” I exclaim as his tip pushes in, bringing with it a slight burning sensation.

“Oh God,” he groans. “So fucking tight.”

Another minute later, he’s fully seated, his massive cock filling me up.

He rotates his hips, ripping a moan from my throat before he lowers his body, hovering over me.

“You feel incredible,” he whispers, kissing me.

I wrap my hands around the back of his neck, forcing him to stay there, plunging my tongue into his mouth. I focus on the kiss as he rocks his hips back and forth, plunging in and out of me.

A few minutes later, he eases back, and probably for my benefit more than anything, he squirts more lube on his cock before he pushes back in.

“Watching my cock disappear into your ass is so fucking hot. You’re squeezing the hell out of me. I love it.”

“God, Jay,” I moan. “It’s so good. So big. Fuck. I don’t know what I’m saying.”

His hand grips my cock, stroking it while continuing to fuck me. Both sensations are insane. My body is on fire, my brain misfiring, unable to come up with cohesive sentences to explain how it feels incredible, even with the bite of pain. I’m so full and ready to explode. His hand swirls around my crown before traveling down my shaft. His movements come faster, pushing harder, and I grunt through the pain, enjoying the pleasure that comes with it.

Jay’s face contorts as his breaths come in hard pants. “Stroke it, baby,” he directs me.

I take over, jerking my dick as he chases his orgasm, using my body to get there.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I chant, my muscles tense as my climax gets closer and closer.

“I’m gonna come,” he says. “Fuck, Alek. I’m gonna come deep inside you. Mark you. Make you mine.”

I cry out, and when his back bows and his cock twitches inside me, I detonate.

His cum shoots inside me while I explode all over my hand and stomach. With quivering breaths, we endure the aftershocks of our orgasms, bodies quaking and sweat dripping.

Jay pulls out slowly, and I grimace when he comes free. He’s gone briefly, searching my bathroom for the small items we unpacked earlier. He comes back with a cloth, but instead of handing it to me, he wipes the mess himself.

“That was…” he pauses, looking at me. “I have no words. Thank you for trusting me.”

I prop myself up on my elbow and reach for his neck, bringing him back in for a kiss. “Thank you for opening my eyes to so much.”