Sins & Mistrust (24 page)

“Whatever. I don’t even want to be a member of this club.”

I signal to the manager to follow him out, and then close the door behind them. I turn to look at Marc and apologize for having to come all the way out here for that, but as soon as I lock eyes with him, he lunges forward.

His mouth is on mine in an instant, and his hands cover my cheeks. Our kiss is a clash of teeth and tongues. I wrap my arms around his body, my hands going to the muscles in his back. He backs me into the wall and continues to drive his tongue deep into my mouth.

“Fuck, Marc,” I growl as I rip my mouth from his.

He steps back, and we’re both left breathing hard.

“Sorry.”

“Fuck. I’m not. I just want to know what the hell that was for.”

He smiles sheepishly. “I guess I was just a bit turned on after watching you. You just reeked of power and authority.”

I step forward with a smirk. “You like that, huh?”

“Mm.”

I put my mouth near his, our lips almost touching. “Well, as much as I would like to use my power and authority and get you to bend over my desk for me, I did promise you a tour.”

“Linc,” he whispers, his lips touching mine.

“Yes?”

“Fuck the tour.”

I chuckle and step back. “Let’s do a quick tour, because even though I want to fuck you more than you know, I’d like to do plenty more, and in the comfort of my bed. We’ve already christened the office once, let’s aim for more places.”

“Well, let’s hurry up, then.”

I take him to the main floor where the music is buzzing and the lights are dim.

“You’ve been here before,” I say, gesturing towards the bar I first saw him and Thalia at.

“Yes, there were a few shows going on down here at the time. I saw you tap a guy on the shoulder and have him move his show somewhere else.”

“There are private areas for those kinds of things. People know that, but get carried away.”

“And where are these areas?”

“Interested in getting some action?” I ask, raising a brow.

“From you.”

“I’ll show you,” I say, walking up the stairs that are next to the bar.

“Did you have that girl interrupt me and Nathalia that night?”

“No, believe it or not, I didn’t. She was drunk, and I had been keeping an eye on her. She kept trying to get involved with other couples.”

He only nods in response.

Once we get on the upper level, I take him to a hall that’s not really visible from down below. Doors line the hall, some open, some closed.

We walk down and peek into the rooms that have the doors open. Some are empty, but some have people who don’t mind being watched.

“Wow,” Marc whispers as we watch two women on the bed.

We keep it moving, and find there are two other couples in one room and one threesome in the next.

“There’s another room on the other side. It’s large and the doors close it off from the rest of the place. Group sex can happen there, or people watch others openly.”

“I can understand how people get carried away here. It’s an adult playground.”

“Something like that,” I say with a grin.

“Well, I think we should leave.”

“Why’s that?” I taunt.

“Because my dick is hard, and it’s probably not a good idea for the owner to be seen fucking around in here.”

“Let’s go, then.”

I don’t bother with anything when we finally get back to my house. I go straight to my bedroom with Marc hot on my trail. As soon as we cross the threshold, I turn around and pull the shirt from my body, and Marc follows suit.

“Take your pants off,” he demands as he begins pushing his own down his legs.

I do what he says and we’re both left in only our boxer briefs. I can see the outline of his thick cock through the white material.

“Fuck, you turn me on so much,” I growl as I reach out to stoke him through the material. His length is hot and hard in my hand.

He pushes me back until I’m up against the bed. I sit and scoot back and watch as he crawls towards me.

“I’ve been dying to get you in bed,” he says in a husky tone.

“Since the club?” I ask, leaning back on my elbows.

“Since the last time I was with you,” he replies, right before his tongue darts out and licks my lips.

“You wanted to wait,” I say in a pant.

“I don’t want to wait anymore.”

His body forces mine down flat and our mouths connect. His lips are soft on mine as he gives me a couple small pecks, and then his tongue parts my lips and dips into my mouth. My hands move across the ridges in his back as he kisses me slowly.

“You’re driving me crazy,” I say against his mouth.

“Ditto.”

With a push, I roll him over and have him on his back. I remove his boxer briefs before straddling his legs.

“I can’t wait to have you in my mouth again,” I say huskily, as I grab his hard cock in my hand and stroke.

“Fuck yes, Linc.”

I stroke the taut flesh from root to tip, and then let my thumb graze over his head. I feel the wetness that has seeped from his slit, and then bring my thumb to my mouth and suck.

“Mmm.”

A hoarse noise rumbles from his throat and he throws his head back. While he’s not looking, I drop my head and lick the underside of his shaft. His head shoots up, and he looks down at me, meeting my gaze.

I maneuver my head and suck the tip of his cock into my mouth and swirl my tongue around it.

“Yes,” he hisses.

My lips move downward and I take him deep into my throat. I feel his fingers run through my hair and tighten slightly.

“God, your mouth feels so good.”

I groan in response and continue to move my mouth up and down over his length. My hand cups his balls and squeeze gently and my other hand grabs his shaft and strokes him while I suck.

“Fuck!” he roars.

I stop what I’m doing and quickly move to the side to remove my underwear. I climb back over him, our cocks rubbing against each other.

Marc reaches down between us and takes both of our dicks into his hand and strokes. I watch with hooded eyes as his long fingers wrap around our thick erections. Feeling how hard he is against my dick makes me throb in his hand.

“Goddamn, Marc,” I groan raggedly.

Eventually, I’m able to tear myself from his grasp, and I move to the end table and grab lube and condoms. Tossing them on the bed, he watches me as he slowly strokes himself.

“Roll over,” I rasp.

He lifts a questioning brow, but then proceeds to turn over onto his stomach. I straddle his muscular thighs, and then lean forward and begin kissing his lower back. My tongue licks trails across his flesh, leading to the top of his ass. I feel his body tense up beneath mine.

“Let me taste you,” I murmur against his skin.

I let my tongue dart out again, and I draw it down the center of his ass, eliciting a hiss from Marc’s mouth.

“Linc,” he groans as he grips the covers in his fists.

I spread the perfect globes of his ass and lick the sensitive flesh. Marc jerks, but I hold him in place. My tongue licks and prods in and around his tight hole, getting him wet and ready. When I feel like my cock is about to explode, I pull away and grab the lube and drizzle it where my tongue just was.

Once again, Marc’s body goes rigid, which makes me wonder…

“Have you done this before?” I ask, leaning over his back and placing my mouth near his ear.

“I haven’t bottomed in a long time.”

Ah. That’s why he’s so tense. He’s used to doing the fucking, but the fact that he’s willing to let me take control speaks volumes.

“Okay,” I say, kissing his shoulder. “I’ll be careful.”

I move back into position and am sure to use plenty of lube on my fingers and his ass. My finger glides smoothly through his cheeks, and I take my time inserting my finger into his tight canal.

Once my finger is inside comfortably, I begin moving it in and out in slow motion.

Marc says something inaudible as his face is pushed into the covers. His fists are still gripping the blanket tight, the muscles in his arms and back flexing non-stop.

With my other hand, I drizzle more lube in the area and my finger easily thrusts in and out. Marc’s body relaxes just a little, and I start putting another finger inside.

With both fingers inside of him, I begin stretching him out, spreading my fingers slightly while deep inside. I can tell he’s becoming more comfortable when he begins pushing back, wanting more.

My cock is already desperate to get inside of him. I’m afraid I’m going to explode the second I slide in.

Withdrawing my fingers, I grab for the condom, quickly cover my length, and then get into position behind him.

He raises his hips a little bit and I begin pushing my engorged head into the warm depths.

“Oh fuck,” I bellow as his tight channel clenches around me.

I drop some more lube onto me and him both and continue to slip inside. Once I’m buried to the hilt, I pause momentarily before withdrawing slowly.

“Shit,” Marc hisses.

“You okay?” I ask.

“Yeah,” he pants.

I push in again, a little faster this time, and then grab his waist and begin a steady rhythm.

“You’re so fucking tight, Marc. God, you feel so good.”

He only moans in response. I fuck Marc with such caution that it’s a tease to myself. I want to thrust in hard and deep and then empty myself inside, but because I know this is fairly new to him, I take my time. My balls are so tight, and I know my orgasm is building, but I need to make sure he comes, too.

“I want you on your back,” I rasp as I pull my rock hard cock out of his ass.

He slowly turns over and instantly spreads his legs and plants his feet on the bed. What a beautiful fucking sight.

I inch forward on my knees and let my hand graze over his thigh, and then drift across his hip and finally to the ridges of his abs. He’s all fucking muscle.

“You’re so fucking sexy, you know that?”

“Gah, just fuck me, Linc. I need to come,” he groans as he strokes himself.

“Music to my fucking ears,” I growl as I waste no time in driving into him.

“Fuck!” he calls out, his hand moving faster along his erection. “It feels so good.”

“Hell yeah it does,” I grunt.

I take his dick in my hand and jack him off while I plunge deep into his ass. His hands go to his hair and he pulls as he revels in the ecstasy.

“I’m gonna come, Linc,” he says in between heavy breaths.

“Fuck, me too.”

His hand replaces mine on his cock and I tighten my grip on his hips and drive in until my orgasm overcomes me, pushing me into a place of euphoric bliss. As soon as I come, Marc’s voice thunders through the room as he shoots streams of come all over his stomach and chest.

The visual is highly erotic. I pull back slowly, Marc letting out a small hiss as the fullness leaves him. Rushing to the bathroom, I pull the condom off and clean up. When I return to the bed, I hand Marc a wet washcloth to wipe up the mess. When he leaves to go to the bathroom, I pull on my boxer briefs and crawl into bed. We didn’t discuss whether he’d be staying over or not, but I certainly hope he will. I don’t want this night to end.

He struts back into the room, fully naked and still semi-hard. When he reaches the bed, he pulls on his underwear as he eyes me curiously.

“Staying in bed?” he asks.

“I was hoping I’d have some company,” I respond with a grin.

He seems to think about it for a minute and then to my surprise, crawls into the bed next to me.