Embracing His Syn (48 page)

Furi’s shouts of ecstasy were muffled
beneath him, his curses muted, but the slick warmth that spread
between their sweaty torsos was unmistakable. The feel of Furi
coming all over him was fueling Syn’s massive orgasm, which still
had him in its grasp. He grabbed two fists full of Furi’s hair and
hollered against the crown of his head while his hips spastically
thrust into him with each spurt of hot essence that filled his
man.

After who knew how long, Syn was
finally able to make his brain function again. Syn’s hips stilled
inside that still quivering channel while he peppered tender kisses
on Furi’s forehead, eyelids, cheeks, nose, all the way down his
throat. “I love you so much,” Syn whispered against Furi’s
ear.

Furi’s response was nuzzling his face
into Syn’s delicate kisses.

Syn’s cock slid from Furi and with an
exhausted groan Syn rolled to Furi’s side. “I’ll get you a warm
cloth in just a minute.”

Furi’s eyes were closed and his
breathing was even.

“
Are you okay?” Syn asked
with concern.

“
Hey. That’s my line.”
Furi’s deep chuckle made Syn’s chest tighten. Furi was more than
okay.

“
You’re right. It is. Now
I see why you ask it.” Syn rubbed Furi’s hip. “That was
intense.”

“
Yeah, but so good too,”
was the breathy reply.

Syn smiled and rolled off the bed,
headed to the bathroom to get a cloth to clean Furi up.

After cleaning himself, Syn went back
in the room and smiled at the quiet snores coming from Furi’s open
mouth. He was sprawled across most of the bed on his stomach and
his hair was all over the place. He looked fucked-out and Syn
wanted to pat himself on the back. He’d put that blissful look on
his man’s face.

Syn leaned over and began
to wipe at Furi’s ass, gently removing the drying come around his
stretched hole and in between his thighs. It wasn’t until right at
that moment that it finally registered that Syn hadn’t worn a
condom. When it was time to enter Furi, a barrier was the furthest
thing from his mind. He’d wanted to show Furi how much he meant to
him. Fill him up and mark him as his, as the man he loved.
Damn
. Syn didn’t want to
use condoms with Furi anymore, but he still should’ve checked with
Furi first.

Furi stirred slightly before twisting
to look back at Syn. The words that came from Furi’s mouth were all
he’d needed to calm him.

“
If I had wanted you to
use a condom, I would’ve made you,” Furi said quietly. “I needed
you this way. It’s okay. It’s better than okay. And I’m clean if
you were wondering that.”

Syn tossed the rag into the corner and
settled in next to Furi. “No I wasn’t wondering that, but I’m clean
too. I just didn’t want you to think, ya know.”

“
Com’mere.” Furi held his
arm for Syn to nestle in next to him.

After napping for a couple hours, Syn
was awakened by Furi sucking his soft cock in his mouth. He pulled
and licked and sucked until Syn was hard and throbbing. Furi shoved
Syn’s hands into his hair and encouraged Syn to fuck his mouth. It
only took a couple minutes before Syn was shouting Furi’s name and
coming hard down his open throat. Waking up in an unknown
environment on the water was a strange but exhilarating aphrodisiac
for Syn.

“
Let's stand on the top
deck,” Furi suggested, licking his swollen lips.

“
Whatever you want,” Syn
responded. That answer held true for anything Furi might ask of
him.

Furi was still elated from his
midnight cruise with Syn, but it didn’t stop him from missing him
like crazy. They’d stayed on the top deck until the sun came up.
Lying in each other’s arms on the plush deck couch, basking in
their new love. Furi didn’t want to leave that yacht but life
didn’t stop for love. He had work to do at the shop training some
of the new staff and Syn had left for Augusta that morning to
apprehend the man suspected of selling the laced
ecstasy.

It had only been two days but Furi was
looking forward to seeing Syn, kissing him, making love to him. Syn
had called him each night and each night they’d jerked off
together. When Syn had called him at two in the morning after
finding the download Furi had put on his phone, he thought Syn had
injured himself from coming so hard. Furi had downloaded his last
masturbation video with Illustra to Syn’s cell. The one in which
he’d thought about his hot detective the entire time. Furi moaned
into the receiver as Syn watched the video. When it got to the part
where he’d looked at the camera and asked "Is this what you want?"
He let Syn know that he’d been talking to him. Syn lost it right
there on the other end of the line and it only took Furi a couple
hard pulls to come right along with him.

Furi was zoning in and out, splitting
his thoughts between Syn and his father’s bike on the raised
platform in the window. He reminisced about all the time they’d put
in rebuilding each piece together. People had already tapped on the
door asking how much he wanted for it, but it was the one thing in
the place that wasn’t for sale.

“
Hey Furi. Wanna grab some
lunch?” Doug yelled across the shop.

“
Yeah. Sounds good,” Furi
called back.

While they ate their chicken dinners
at Doug’s favorite soul food restaurant, they talked about some
last minute details for their grand opening in a couple weeks. The
place had come together nicely. They ended up hiring two
secretaries because the orders and appointments were already flying
in.

Furi wiped his mouth, realizing Doug
was staring at him. “What?”

“
I asked Cel to marry me,”
Doug said around a wide smile.

“
Holy shit!” Furi
barked.

“
Yeah, man. I fucking love
her to death.” Doug laughed. “I honestly don’t know why I waited
this long.”

Furi knew exactly how Doug felt. Love
was thick all around him. “I guess from the smile on your face that
she said yes.”

“
Of course she did,” Doug
scoffed.

Furi threw his hands up in defense.
“Okay, okay, was just being sure.”

“
And it’s not because she
got us that huge line of credit with the bank for our business
either. She supports everything that I do, man. Always has my back
you know? Fuckin’ sweet as hell, not all needy and demanding like a
lot of girls. She’s a hard worker and smart but not afraid to let
me be the man in our relationship. That’s the type of women you
don’t let get away,” Doug said seriously. “And she and my mom are
inseparable, dude.”

“
Well, that’s it right
there. If your mom loves her, that’s when you know you got a
winner,” Furi joked. But Celine was a phenomenal girl and she did
truly love his best friend. When she offered to get them the credit
to ensure they had everything they needed for the shop, Furi had
hugged her on the spot, damn near crushing the petite lady. She
didn’t just believe in Doug, she believed in both of them, and for
that Furi loved her too.

“
So have y’all talked
about a date?” Furi asked downing the last of his diabetes inducing
sweet tea.

"In the Spring of next year. She wants
to go to a beach or something and have a small ceremony on the
water with just family and close friends."

“
Nice, dude. That sounds
perfect.”

“
Will you be my best
man?”

Furi didn’t answer. He stared at his
best friend for a few long seconds before he stood up and Doug knew
what Furi wanted to do. He grabbed him and hugged him tight right
there in the middle of the restaurant. He kissed Doug on the cheek
when he pulled back. “Fuck yeah! I’d be honored, man.”

They sat back down completely ignoring
some of the perplexed stares. “Best man gets to plan the bachelor
party, right?” Furi grinned devilishly.

“
Wonderful. I got a gay
man throwing my bachelor party. I can’t wait.” Doug shook his
head.

Furi started singing off-key, waving
his napkin over his head. “It’s raining men, hallelujah. It’s
raining men. Yeah, yeah!”

They were still laughing on their way
to Doug’s car. “Hey, come have a drink with me after we finish, to
celebrate.”

“
Okay. I’m supposed to
meet Syn at his place tonight, but he won’t be in until late. How
about we go to my uncle’s place?”

“
Cool.”

Doug hadn’t admitted it yet, but Furi
knew his best friend admired Syn. They’d had a rough start, but
he’d get them to come around eventually. They would have to learn
to accept each other because both men were permanent in Furi’s life
and equally important. Doug only wanted Furi safe, and Syn had saw
to that. When Furi told Doug about Syn’s co-workers'
protectiveness, he’d been relieved that they weren’t the assholes
they’d come off as during the Illustra questioning. Doug was
quickly warming up to the thought of him and Syn.

Furi was on his second rum
and coke and Doug was probably on his tenth. They were playing
pool, dancing, laughing, and joking like a couple of teenagers.
Furi couldn’t remember the last time he’d had so much fun. Syn had
texted him and told him he’d be late, but to wait in bed for him.
It was almost two a.m. and when Cel called, she’d teased Furi,
asking him to put his boyfriend in a cab and send him home. Cel had
always called Furi Doug’s boyfriend. He wondered what she'd call
him now that Furi had a
real
boyfriend. Furi pulled the unneeded drink from
Doug’s hand and ushered him outside. Doug draped his long limbs
around Furi’s neck, almost making them stumble onto the
street.

“
You need some help
Furious?” Jared asked on his way out of the pub.

“
Naw, I got him,” Furi
laughed. Jared was finished with his shift. After bouncing all
night Furi didn’t want to delay him getting home because of his and
Doug’s silliness.

“
Alright. I’ll see you
later.” The big guy waved and headed to his car in the back parking
lot.

Finally the yellow cab pulled up. “I
love you, man,” Doug slurred heavily and placed a wet, sloppy kiss
on Furi’s cheek before he was able to finally shove him in the back
of the vehicle.

“
I’ll see you tomorrow
buddy. If you’re not too hung-over. Go home and have drunk sex with
your fiancée.” Furi slammed the door and tapped the roof of the
cab, watching it disappear around the corner.

Furi went back inside and saw there
were only a few stragglers cashing out their tabs. Furi sat at the
bar and picked up his drink, downing the rest of it in one gulp. He
slid it back and Cindy quickly asked if he wanted another. Furi
thought about it for a second. “Uhhhh, no, I’m good
thanks.”

“
Okay.” She shrugged and
went about pulling off and washing all the liquor bottle
jiggers.

“
You want some help?” Furi
asked.

“
No, sweets. But you can
keep me company,” she smiled.

“
Alright. I got
time.”