Dance (12 page)

Fenix
turned his head slightly to look at Jared with huge, blue eyes. His hair was
sticking out, and Jared couldn't hold the impulse to rake his fingers through
it. God, Fenix was so beautiful! It would never stop to amaze him.

“She
said she liked you, and that you were good for me,” Fenix said, lowering his
eyelids as Jared stroked his hair. It looked like he was a moment away from
purring like a big cat.

Jared
didn't comment on what Joy had said. He was glad Fenix’s friend liked him and
somewhat approved of their relationship. He wished he could say the same.

Bending
down to kiss those gorgeous lips, Jared whispered against them,

“I
want you to fuck me tonight, baby.”

Fenix’s
eyes widened and he inhaled sharply.

“Are
you sure?”

Jared
nodded, pushing Fenix up slowly and taking his hand to lead him to the bedroom.

Chapter eleven

Fenix

“Just go slow,
OK? It’s been a while...” Jared whispered as Fenix positioned himself on top of
him. There hadn’t been any hurry or frantic clothes pulling. They’d kissed,
long and slow and thorough, and Fenix had undressed them both unhurriedly. It
felt so good, so normal to have Jared in his bed, asking to be fucked. It
didn't feel like it was the first time; it felt like they’d done it a thousand
times before. There was no awkwardness, just desire. God help him, Fenix craved
this man. He couldn’t imagine his need for Jared ever running out.

“We
don’t have to do this, baby,” Fenix whispered back between kisses. He wanted
Jared that way, more than anything, but he wanted it to feel right for him.
There was no
rush,
they had all the time in the world
to do all the things they wanted to each other.

“I
can’t stop thinking about it ever since I saw you on that stage, Fen,” Jared
said, running his hands over Fenix’s back. Fenix shivered on top of him, his
erection pulsing and dripping on Jared’s belly. “I want you. All of you.”

Fenix
moaned and flexed his hips against Jared’s, running his tongue along his jaw,
loving the feel of rough stubble against it. He bit Jared’s chin lightly and
kissed him again, seeking out his tongue and sucking it into his mouth.

“Fenix...”
Jared groaned wantonly, weaving his fingers in Fenix’s hair and tugging him
even closer, mashing their mouths in a desperate kiss.

As
much as Fenix wanted to kiss and fondle and grind against Jared’s already slick
with sweat skin, he needed to progress things faster or it would all be over
before he’d even put the condom on. Nobody had ever turned him on so much with
just a few kisses that he was ready to come without even touching himself.

Fenix
fumbled in the bedside drawer, taking out the condoms and the lube. Jared
moaned eagerly and palmed Fenix’s ass, crushing their groins together.

“Jesus,
you need to stop that or I’ll come all over you right now,” Fenix grunted and
felt Jared smile against his lips, his hold on his ass loosening.

Sliding
down Jared’s body, Fenix hooked his hands behind Jared’s knees and pushed them
back against his chest. Jared made a surprised sound but didn't resist.

“Hold
your legs, baby. I’ll need my hands back,” said Fenix and Jared obeyed.

Taking
a moment to admire how gorgeous Jared was, all flushed and aroused and readily
displayed for the taking, Fenix locked eyes with him, smirking wickedly. He
didn't waste any more time, suddenly impatient to make Jared squirm and beg for
release. With one swift movement, Fenix took all of Jared’s length in his
mouth, feeling the tip of his cock at the back of his throat.

“
Fuuuck
,” Jared moaned as Fenix swirled his tongue around
his cock and swallowed around the head. “Fenix!” he yelled, a needy, helpless
sound.

Fenix
wrapped his fingers at the base of Jared’s cock, jerking him off while sucking
on the head. He knew he was pushing Jared’s self-control, but he couldn't stop
himself. Seeing,
hearing
Jared like
that was a huge turn on, and Fenix was on the brink himself.
   

He
reached for the condom and put it on, slicking his fingers and his sheathed
cock with the lube. Deciding against torturing Jared further, Fenix climbed up
his body, hooking one arm behind Jared’s knee while Jared still held his other
leg up. Fenix kissed him as his
lubed
finger circled
Jared’s hole, sliding easily inside. Jared moaned deep in his throat, pushing
his ass against Fenix’s finger, wordlessly asking for more. Fenix added another
finger, thrusting in and out, making sure Jared was ready. He felt Jared’s
gland and rubbed it gently, feeling Jared’s whole body growing taunt in his
arms.

“Please,
baby... I need you,” Jared said, so far gone in his pleasure that his words
came out as a slurred whisper.

Fenix
withdrew his fingers and leaned back on his knees. Jared put his feet on the
mattress, and palmed his cock, stroking leisurely a few times as Fenix
positioned himself. He saw Jared taking a sharp breath as Fenix breached that
first, tight ring of muscle and leaned on top of him, catching Jared’s lips in
a kiss to distract him. A moment later, Jared exhaled loudly and urged Fenix
on, arching his back to take him in further. Once Fenix was all the way in, he
gave Jared a moment to adjust. He desperately needed to move, to thrust into
this wonderful tight heat, to overwhelm and conquer this man. His whole body
was shaking with the barely contained desire to do all that, the only thing
stopping him being the thought of hurting Jared if he went too hard too fast.

“Move,
Fen. Don’t hold back,” Jared grunted in Fenix’s ear, shattering his last thread
of control.

“I
don't want to hurt you,” Fenix managed to say, his hips already starting to
move.

“I
like it rough,” Jared said, quoting what Fenix had said that first night they
were together, and smiled against Fenix’s skin.

Fenix
really started moving then, pounding in and out of Jared’s body, unable to stop
himself
even if he tried. He knew that the initial
sting of penetration only added to the pleasure, at least for him, and he hoped
that was what Jared had wanted. Jared moaned, loud and uninhibited, meeting
Fenix’s thrusts half way, silently begging for more. Fenix leaned back on his
knees, grabbing Jared’s hips for leverage and ramming into him with everything
he had.

“Oh, God, yes!”
Jared moaned
loudly, palming his cock and locking eyes with Fenix. “Don’t stop. I’m so
close.”

Fenix
was on the edge as well, already feeling his orgasm building into his every
cell. His body was humming like a charged electric wire. Jared’s hand sped up
on his cock and it was all too much for Fenix – the sight of Jared’s wild eyes,
his squirming body, his skin wet with sweat,
Fenix’s
name on his swollen lips... Fenix fell on top of Jared, his movements fast and
erratic, and he felt Jared spill between their bodies, shouting Fenix’s name as
his body shook and his muscles
spasmed
. He felt
Jared’s other hand grabbing his ass, squeezing and pulling him closer, urging
him on.

Fenix
was right there. One more thrust and he’d...

“I
love you,” Jared whispered just as Fenix’s vision blurred with the force of his
orgasm. His ears started ringing and all he could hear was the blood rushing in
his ears. His arms gave out and he flopped on top of Jared, feeling his arms
coming around him, wrapping him in a warm, secure embrace. Fenix’s body
trembled as he breathed hard, trying to catch his breath.

Fenix
hadn’t known it was possible for such exquisite pleasure to exist.

When
his brain rebooted and he came back into his own body, Fenix heard Jared was
still whispering sweet nothings against his skin, still clutching him tightly
and still pulsing around his cock.

“That
was...” he began but his voice was hoarse and broke off.

“Yeah,”
Jared agreed.

Fenix
pulled out slowly and collapsed on his back. He was spent.
Literally.
He could not move a muscle if his life depended on it. He felt Jared get up and
a moment later he was back, wiping Fenix’s stomach clean and disposing of the
condom. Fenix tried to mumble ‘thanks’ but his mouth didn't work. The mattress
dipped and Jared lay down again, pulling the covers over them and wrapping
Fenix in his arms again.

Fenix
was too far gone, too exhausted and too peaceful to react in any way, so he let
Jared manoeuvre him until their bodies entwined comfortably. Just before he fell
asleep, he thought he heard Jared whisper ‘I love you so much’ against his
hair, but he couldn't be sure.

The piercing
sound of the alarm and the frantic vibration of his phone on the nightstand
woke Fenix. He jumped upright in bed, his heart pounding, unaware of where he
was or what was going on. It took him a few seconds to realise he was home and
the ungodly sound was coming from his mobile phone.

“Jesus!”
he exclaimed as he fumbled with the phone, trying to stop the alarm. “You
fucking piece of shit, I hate you!” he yelled at it, finally switching the
wailing off and tossing the phone back on the nightstand. He flopped back on
the bed, draping an arm over his eyes with a loud sigh. The mattress shook a
little bit and Fenix thought he heard snickering from under the covers.
Frowning, he pulled the duvet down to reveal Jared’s head and see his poor
attempts to hide his chuckle.

“Are
you laughing at me?” Fenix asked incredulously.

“I
kinda
am. You’re adorable,” he said and hooked his
arm around Fenix’s waist, tugging him close. Fenix didn't comment
,
he just glared at Jared. God, he hated waking up with the
damn alarm! “Don’t glare at me, love. It turns me on,” Jared said with a huge
smile. Fenix had to bite his lip to stop his own smile from making an
appearance. Maybe the alarm going off at 8:00 am wouldn’t be so bad as long as
he had Jared to wake up to every day. And he did have him, at least for the
next three weeks. The thought cheered him up and he felt the corners of his
mouth turning up.

Jared
cupped Fenix’s cheek and kissed him gently.

“Good
morning,” he whispered, nipping at Fenix’s jaw. “Why are we getting up so
early?”

“I
have this radio interview today and wanted to prepare for it,” Fenix said with
a heavy sigh. “I also wanted to go to the theatre. I could use a work-out and I
wanted to talk to Elijah Goodwin, the executive producer, in private,” Fenix
huffed, not happy that he had to wake up this early at all. At least when the
show started he could sleep in as much as he wanted.

“Oh?
Why? Is something wrong?” Jared asked, his brows furrowing.

“No, but he has all these interviews and TV appearances and
photo shoots scheduled for me and we couldn't discuss it at the staff meeting.
I need to know what he wants me to say, how he wants me to present the show.
I’ve never done this before on such a large scale, and I’m afraid that I might
say or do something stupid and damage the show’s image,” Fenix rambled
nervously.

“I
doubt that. The media is going to love you, trust me,” Jared assured him before
he kissed him again.

That
statement brought back memories of last night. Fenix could remember Jared
saying he loved him, but what if it was a heat of the moment thing? What if he
didn't really mean it?

“Jared,”
he began, running his hands through Jared’s hair. He leaned into the touch like
a puppy and closed his eyes in bliss. “What you said last night...” Suddenly
Fenix felt nervous to ask and blushed. But it was too late to go back now.
“That... that you love me,” he finished, meeting Jared’s eyes. He was looking
down at him with such adoration in his dark blue eyes that Fenix had his answer
even before Jared said anything. “Did you really mean it?”

Jared
traced Fenix’s jaw line with his finger and cupped his cheek again.

“Yes.
I mean it. I’m crazy in love with you, Fen.”

Fenix
beamed. He couldn't help it. His chest expanded with happiness and his gut
tightened nervously. He knew Jared didn’t need to hear it back right now, and
that wasn’t why he’d said it, but Fenix felt he might burst if he didn't say it
because he felt it, bone deep.

“I
love you, too,” he whispered.

Jared’s
smile was gorgeous. He leaned down and took Fenix’s mouth in a deep, wet kiss,
and Fenix thought that if this was all it took to make Jared this happy, he’d
say it every day.

Chapter twelve

Fenix

Fenix’s
interview was scheduled for 8:00 pm and he’d asked Jared to go with him for
moral support. They were lucky the Capital FM headquarters was a ten minute
walk from the theatre and they arrived with fifteen minutes to spare. Jared had
hurried after his show was over, taking a quick shower and hastily putting on
jeans and a t-shirt, running his hands through his hair and not bothering to
dry or style it. Despite that, he still managed to look like an Abercrombie and
Fitch model, and Fenix had to suppress the urge to jump him before they left
the dressing room.