Rajan's Seduction (9 page)

"I'm sorry."

"That's not why I came. I don't want your apology, Xavier. I came because I wanted to know why you were there."

"Laird asked me the same thing," Xavier said. "We made love here and you ran away."

"We didn't make love, Xavier. We fucked like

rabbits and I didn't run away, I went to work."

"And you couldn't have called?"

"We're not in a relationship! I didn't think I had to

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report my whereabouts to you every second of every day.

I'm not one of your suspects!"

"So that's why you came here. Well, mission

complete, Rajan. You can leave now."

"Xavier…"

"Out Rajan! I swear to God."

"I'm not going anywhere."

Pushing from the ground, Xavier let himself out of

the ring and tried stalking past Rajan but the actor grabbed his arm.

"I'm sorry, Xavier. I didn't mean what I said—I don't know what to say around you. I get all garbled. I'm not used to this—I'm not used to happily ever after or whatever this is. I'm used to men who have no idea what they want in life and don't care to know and with you it's all so different."

Xavier closed his eyes. "What do you want from me, Rajan?"

"First I want you to look at me, Xavier. Look at me and I'll have the courage to tell you what I want."

His broken voice sent pain ricocheting through

Xavier's body. He wasn't used to any of this. Still he turned his head to look at Rajan. The actor's long hair was finger-raked backward—he could tell. It looked as though he hadn't slept in a while either.

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"I want you to ask me out on a date," Rajan continued. "I want us to go on this date and talk, have a great meal, get to know each other."

"And tonight?"

"Tonight I want to invite you over—I want to cook for you and a few other things but I figure we'd start with me cooking."

Xavier chuckled softly. "Are you asking me out, Rajan?"

"Yes… do you accept?"

"Oh yes."

* * * *

Xavier stood before the mirror staring into his

reflection's eyes. He wasn't sure if he liked what he was seeing. His contemplations showed in his gaze—the

turmoil of being so twisted up within his feelings. He shook his head and reached for his coat. Ensuring his gun was safely tucked away in the hip holster, he pulled the coat on and zipped it up. He hurried down the steps and stared at the keys on the small hooks. Grabbing the keys for his truck, he rushed out the door, locking it behind him.

The drive to Rajan's was a short one because the

streets were clear. Pulling up to the curb he took a breath,

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turned off the engine and climbed from the vehicle. He had a bottle of wine in the truck so he grabbed that and jogged toward the front door. When he lifted his hand to knock, the door opened.

"Okay, even for me, that is a tad creepy," Xavier chuckled.

Rajan grinned, reached in and kissed Xavier's lips.

"I was watching through the window…" He twined his arms around Xavier's neck and fused their lips together.

Xavier moaned and wrapped his arms around

Rajan's body. "You're supposed to at least pretend to play hard to get." Easing him backward, Xavier tasted Rajan's lips as he carried his lover into the house, kicking the door closed with his foot.

Rajan grinned. "Playing hard to get is overrated."

Xavier laughed.

"Should we have dinner first?" Rajan questioned.

"Are you kidding? Did you turn off the stove?"

Rajan nodded.

Xavier released him to place the bottle of wine on

the floor and to remove his jacket. When he looked back at Rajan he had to follow Rajan's eyes to see where he was looking. It was on at the gun strapped in his holster.

"Rajan, I'm cop. You're going to have to get used to this."

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Rajan nodded then turned to walk down the hall. "I know!" he tossed over a shoulder. "I do. But could you not have that thing on you when we're trying to get… you know?"

"Can't say it, Rajan?" Xavier baited, following.

"Of course I can say it. I just…"

Xavier removed the weapon from his holster and

ejected the bullets and checked the chamber. He placed bullets on the counter and handed the gun to Rajan. He wouldn't normally do that but it was empty. "Take it."

"Are you supposed to do that?"

"Raj, trust me."

He watched Rajan take the weapon and turned it

over in his hand. For a moment, Rajan simply inspected the weapon before handing it back. Xavier refitted it and tucked it back in the holster and strapped it in. "I understand your hesitation with the gun. I'll try not to have it around you."

"Thanks—dinner?"

"Come here, Rajan."

A smile broke Rajan's lips as he did as Xavier

asked. Standing up, Xavier gripped Rajan around the hips and lifted, placing him on the counter. Slowly, he undid the buttons on Rajan's shirt. He took great pleasure in peeling the material from Rajan's honey colored skin. There was a

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sweet ache in the pit of his stomach, the raw urge to taste Rajan. He rested his hands against the counter, locked gaze with Rajan and smiled. Licking his lips, he leaned in and allowed his tongue to trace the length of Rajan's neck.

He pulled his mouth across Rajan's throat sucking

the tip of Rajan's chin into his mouth. A soft gasp caught his ears. He traced a fingertip over Rajan's shoulder, and kissed his lover's pulse before dragging his tongue downward. Between Rajan's pecs, he stopped for a brief moment then moved his mouth across hard, toned muscle to Rajan's heart. The quickening throbbing of his lover's heartbeat against his tongue causing Xavier to moan.

"Spread your legs for me," Xavier whispered, caressing Rajan's thighs and stepping back.

Rajan's legs slowly slipped apart. Xavier licked his lips and reached out to undo Rajan's zipper and button.

"Lift up."

Rajan pushed himself up and Xavier slipped his

pants off along with his boxers. Rajan's dick popped forward. The sound that came from Xavier's chest was unlike anything he'd heard before. Flinging the clothes behind him, he braced both hands to the counter, opened his mouth wide and took Rajan in. He caught the head against his tongue shoving it against the roof of his mouth.

"Oh baby!" Rajan gasped.

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Sliding his tongue back and forth, he was rewarded

with pre-cum, hot and tasty against his tongue. Pulling back, he swallowed licking his lips and attacking again.

This time, Rajan helped him along by shoving his hips upward. Xavier coughed and pulled back slightly, but gripped Rajan's hips to pull his dick into his mouth again.

He nursed against it, enjoying the rewards of Rajan's sounds and the tasty treat flowing into his mouth.

He traced his nails against Rajan's thighs and only let go when Rajan shouted his name and pushed at his shoulders.

Stepping back, Xavier braced his hands against his

hips watching Rajan leaning back and squirming against the counter. Rajan looked so sexy with ecstasy charging through his body. Xavier wasn't a praying man but at that moment, as he allowed his eyes to caress Rajan's soft, dark skin, he prayed.

"Xavier?" The soft sound of his name tumbling from Rajan's lips was like a caress.

"Yes baby?"

"I want more."

With a smile, Xavier approached Rajan again and

pulled one of his lover's nipples into his mouth. Sliding his tongue over it, he bit gently then sucked.

Rajan gripped the back of his head, pressing

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forward.

Flicking it with his tongue, Xavier teased it until Rajan bowed and kissed the top of his head. He released his captive and moved to the other giving it the same attention.

Slowly, he slid down Rajan's body and back to his cock. He took great pleasure in what he was doing, in tasting his love, in making Rajan moan. He licked at him, fed from him, pushed him higher.

Rajan gripped onto Xavier's corn-rowed ponytail

and pulled, their eyes locked.

"I want to repay you, for all the things you've done to me."

Xavier smiled. "I'm game."

"Strip for me."

* * * *

removed his gun and looked around. Taking a breath, he led Xavier into the living room and removed a picture from the wall. He opened a safe behind it. After telling Xavier what the code was, stepped aside. Xavier kissed his head, dropped the gun in and locked it. Returning to the kitchen, Rajan hopped to the counter once more.

"Where were we?"

Xavier undid his shirt so slowly.

"Oh right," Rajan smiled. "That's where we were."

Rajan wanted to reach across and simply rip it from his toned body. But he sat where he had been placed and tilted his head, letting his eyes wander each bit of dark skin exposed to his eyes. Next to go were his pants then his boxers. Rajan still couldn't believe Xavier's member had entered him before. It was large, with a vein throbbing visibly along one side. He wondered what it would feel like a second time, beating against his tongue. But he waited, stroking himself slowly.

"Reach into that drawer behind you," Rajan told him.

Xavier turned away to dig into the drawer. When he

closed it and faced Rajan, he held up the black packet of a condom. "This it?"

Rajan grinned. "Yeah. But you're missin'

something."

Once more, Xavier checked and when he was

finished, he held up a tube of lube.

"You've never used it?"

Rajan shook his head. "It's been a couple of years since I've been with anyone."

Xavier looked away and Rajan hopped from the

counter to turn him to see his eyes. "You ready?"

"Yes…"

Taking his hand, Rajan led him from the kitchen,

past the living room and up the stairs. They tumbled to the bed, lips locked and arms wrapped tightly around each other. Rajan pressed his hips forward, crushing their cocks together. Xavier groaned and nipped his lip. Rajan sighed.

Slipping a hand between their bodies, Rajan

caressed him, squeezed him, tracing a finger over the wet head of Xavier's dick. "Why don't you lie on your back and spread those legs for me?" Rajan whispered against Xavier's lips.

"I love it when you boss me around."

Rajan grazed Xavier's cheek with is teeth and

smiled. "Do it now."

Easing away from Xavier, he watched as Xavier's

legs opened and hiked high in the air exposing everything.

He took the condom from Xavier's fingers, ripped the packet open and dressed himself. When he was lubed and ready, he hunched down, letting his tongue wash over Xavier's exposed hole. Tasting Xavier again was a

welcome treat he knew he'd never get tired of getting.

Xavier whispered his name asking, pleading for

more. He pushed the tip of his tongue in and out then sucked at his lover.

"Rajan, please… give it to me!"

Straightening, Rajan entered Xavier. The cop's back lifted from the bed, shoving his head into the pillow beneath him. Tight heat swam through Rajan's body as Xavier's perfect hold squeezed him. A low rumble fled his chest and as Xavier's cries filled his head, all he could do was hold on tight, slamming his hips forward and back repeatedly. Reaching down, he grabbed Xavier's cock in a tight fist, pumping it in rhythm with his hips. Xavier grabbed his hand, holding on tight and their eyes met.

Fire danced through the cop's eyes followed by

something Rajan wasn't sure about but loved. He moved faster, surging forward, hand squeezing tighter until Xavier arched upward and flopped to the bed. His head thrashed from side to side and without warning, he started coming.

White, hot liquid drops flew through the air landing wherever gravity took them. Bits that fell against Rajan's hand and thighs burned so good, he whispered Xavier's name, clenching his teeth as Xavier squeezed him for dear life. Weak, he slumped to Xavier's chest, exploding within the condom.

"Shit," Rajan shouted then shoved his face into Xavier's neck. "Damn, baby!"

Xavier opened his eyes and reached for Rajan. All

his hand hit was empty bed. The sun was gone but outside was still a little light out with the beginning of crickets chirping. A sweet smell of curry came wafting into the room and Xavier laughed. Rajan had to know he should close all doors before he cooked that stuff. He took a moment to look around the room he'd been in for the past few hours. It was decorated beautifully. He may not know much but the place had a professional hand in decorating it.

The lamp beside the bed was on—Tiffany and expensive.

There was a large, framed picture across from the bed of Rajan, Laird, an older man he knew to be George Anatolis and basketball great, Jamal Kendricks. He never thought in a million years, Jamal Kendricks would choose the Eros City Phantoms. He took a major pay cut to do it. But then again, it wasn't really about the money for Jamal; Xavier saw it in the man's eyes every game he watched. Lying across the ground in front was a little boy. It looked to be the perfect family.

On a chest of drawers were smaller frames that

forced Xavier to push from the bed and walk to them. He picked one up. It was of Laird, Savaro and Rajan. Savaro and Laird were standing in the front, while Rajan was behind resting his head in between the two. Xavier laughed softly, resting the frame back in place. Trailing a finger over another frame that held only Rajan's face, a shiver tore through his body and his heart did a wonderful little flip.