You Can See Me (22 page)

Ric lapped at the rigid skin until it started to give. He inched the tip of his tongue inside and felt Blair jerk in his arms. Ric gave Blair’s thighs a few calming strokes before he continued. Ric’s own dick was screaming at him for some attention, but this wasn’t about him.

“Relax, baby. Let me take care of you. Gonna give you exactly what you need.” Ric puffed warm air over Blair’s quivering hole.

“Please, now. Need you now, Bear,” Blair keened.

Ric stopped briefly to reach over and grab the slick from out of the end table drawer, then quickly got back to work. He lapped, and speared his tongue into Blair’s hole, until all he heard was indecipherable nonsense coming from his man.

Once Blair’s hole was relaxed, Ric squeezed a large dollop of lube on two fingers and massaged Blair’s rim until it was warm and pliant. He lowered Blair’s legs and settled over top of him, kissing and biting at his chin while he worked one finger into him. It slid in easily, and Ric’s body trembled with the need to be inside Blair’s warmth. He quickly added another finger, and Blair’s body resisted the extra intrusion.

“Trust me, baby. Gonna make you feel so good. Take deep breaths, love, and let me in,” Ric crooned in Blair’s ear and felt him relax and open himself up.

Ric pushed in the second digit and let Blair work himself on his fingers.

“Take what you need, love. So fuckin’ sexy.”

After Blair’s hole easily accommodated his second finger, he added the third. He gave Blair a deep, mind-blowing kiss to distract him while he worked his fingers in and out of his hot channel. He had to make sure that Blair was fully ready for him. Ric wasn’t a small man, and he refused to hurt his lover.

“Please,” Blair begged.

Blair was clawing at his back, and Ric couldn’t wait anymore, either. He removed his fingers and lined up the head of his blushing cock against Blair’s opening. Ric wanted inside so damn bad, his hands shook violently as he slathered more lube on his length.

Ric braced his forearms on either side of Blair’s head and slowly began to inch inside. Blair’s eyes flew open, and Ric paused. “You’re okay, baby. Breathe through it,” he instructed. He waited for Blair to control his breathing before he began to ease in, inch by inch, until he was fully seated.

“So fuckin’ full, Bear,” Blair groaned.

Ric’s body was firing on all cylinders. Blair was so hot and tight around his cock, and he wanted nothing more than to pound his sweet ass, but he remained still until he saw the moment that the stretching and burn turned into pure sexual heaven.

“Move, Ric,” Blair said. His eyes closed tight, and Ric could see the wetness building.

“Look at me, Blair.” Ric kissed Blair’s eyelids and licked at the corners. “Open and let me see those beautiful eyes.”

Ric watched Blair ease his eyes open, and Ric’s breath caught in his throat. “God, I love you so much, Blair McKenzie.”

Ric felt Blair’s cock go from semi-erect to instantly hard.

“I love you, too, Rickson. Make love to me. Make me yours,” Blair drawled sensually, his voice going even deeper than normal, and it made Ric have to pinch the base of his cock to keep from coming right then.

“Fuuuck,” Ric growled.

“Bear, augh, fucking move,” Blair hissed.

Ric pulled almost all the way out before gently easing back in. He was determined not to rush them. He hooked one of Blair’s thighs over his shoulder and lowered himself all the way down on top of him, using his weight to make Blair feel secure. Ric kept their bodies fully connected from head to toe, only moving his ass up and down in short, deep thrusts.

They stared into each other’s eyes as Ric made slow, sweet love to his man. After several thrusts, Ric angled his hips to the right and buried himself in deep. He pulled out only a couple inches before slamming back into Blair’s tight ass—and holy fuck was it hot.

“Ric!” Blair yelled.

Ric kept his thrusts short and deep and watched the gorgeous fucker give him one of the most erotically beautiful sights he’d ever seen.

Ric buried himself inside and applied steady pressure to Blair’s prostate. Blair’s eyes rolled back in his head as he threw his head back and bared his throat to Ric. Blair’s warm come spread in between them.

Ric slammed his mouth down over Blair’s rapidly beating pulse and bit him hard. “Mine,” he growled.

Blair’s body thrashed beneath him, and Ric unleashed the pent-up sexual fervor that he’d been holding since sinking inside of Blair’s heat. He lifted Blair’s other leg, spreading him wide. Ric pulled his cock almost completely out before shoving back in forcefully.

“Yes, Ric. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me feel you forever.” Blair’s deep voice in his ear was like throwing fuel on Ric’s erotic fire.

Ric lost all reason and sanity and commenced reaming Blair’s stretched opening, trying to fuck him through the couch. Ric spread his own legs wide for full leverage and plowed in and out of Blair with unleashed need.

Ric grunted like an animal, and the more Blair screamed his name, the harder he fucked him. Ric wanted to make sure that Blair never doubted his love or need for him ever again, and he sure as fuck wanted Blair to understand that under no circumstances was he allowed to leave their bed in the middle of the night.

“Say you’re mine,” Ric ordered. He pulled out, until only the tip of his head was inside, and paused, waiting for Blair to obey. When Blair’s head lolled back and forth, Ric thrust hard into him, making Blair yell loud enough to wake the second floor. He didn’t give a fuck. He pulled almost completely out again. “Say your mine,” he commanded again. Blair’s eyes were rolling in their sockets, and he opened his mouth, but not fast enough. Ric plowed his full length back in again, nailing Blair’s gland.

“Yours, yours, yours. I’m yours, Bear. Always.” Blair scrambled to satisfy Ric’s demands.

Ric continued to pound Blair’s tender ass. “Goddamn right you’re mine,” he snarled in Blair’s ear. “Don’t you ever try to leave my bed in the middle of the night ever again.”

All Blair could do was hang on to Ric’s wide shoulders and nod his head vigorously in agreement.

“Say the words, sexy boy,” Ric growled.

“Yes, sir. Oh my God, Ric. I’ll never try to leave again. Fuck. Mmmm.” Blair mewled like a scared kitten, and Ric loved it.

Blair’s complete submission to Ric was like cocaine to a crack addict. Ric had to have it, and he’d never be able to get enough. He ground his dick against that supple ass and fully filled Blair’s passage with his warm seed. He held Blair close to his sweaty chest and panted over and over in Blair’s ear, “Mine, mine, mine.”

“Yours,” Blair whispered.

Ric didn’t know how long they lay there in postcoital paradise, but it’d been long enough, and he needed to get his heavy weight off his lover now. He wanted nothing more than to lie there on top of Blair’s beautiful body, still seated inside him, and take a long nap, but he doubted that would feel good to Blair.

“Shower with me, love.”

“Okay,” Blair agreed easily. He rose up and placed another loving but short kiss on Ric’s mouth—saying thank you, without words—before letting Ric pull him off the couch.

Ric couldn’t help but smile at Blair’s wide-legged walk as they made their way back to their bedroom.

Pres paced back and forth in the bedroom. His tracks had probably worn the plush carpet down to bare fibers. He stopped and snapped his head up at the door opening. Ric walked in holding Blair’s hand, and Pres’s eyes filled with tears.

He took quick steps over to his stunning man and wrapped him in his arms. “Oh my God. I thought he wouldn’t be able to stop you from leaving. Jesus, baby. I’m so sorry we hurt you…I’m sorry I hurt you.” Pres lifted his tear-filled blue eyes and gazed into Blair’s hazel ones. “I love you so fuckin’ much. Don’t you ever try to leave again, because you think we don’t need you or love you, honey.” Pres didn’t let Blair respond. He kissed him passionately and gave him another tight hug.

Pres stared at Ric over Blair’s shoulder. “If you would’ve let him walk out that door, I would’ve pushed you out there too, and you wouldn’t have been allowed back in until he was with you.”

“He would’ve had to kick my ass before he got out that door,” Ric confessed.

Pres felt Blair release a relieved sigh of contentment.

“You heard us, Strawberry?” Blair asked.

“Yes, I heard you. I didn’t come out, because I felt it was something that Ric needed to handle. I couldn’t hear everything…well, until the end.” Pres raised one eyebrow at Ric.

“Sorry.” Ric chuckled.

“Don’t be sorry. It’s what he needed. But, when he’s able to walk again, that sexy ass is all mine,” Pres purred in his typical seductive way, and he thought Blair was going to try to give it a go regardless of his already tender ass. He gave a throaty laugh and stilled Blair’s hips. “Later, honey. I ain’t going nowhere…and neither are you. You go on in the bathroom and wash up. Then we’ll sleep in, since it’s about daybreak, and we’ll talk more later.”

“Okay,” Blair whispered and kissed Pres on his cheek.

Ric waited until Blair was in the shower before speaking to Pres. “How much did you hear?”

“Just about all of it,” Pres answered. “I had no idea he felt like that. I wanted to run out there so many times, but I knew you’d fix it. It was torture staying in here and listening to his hurt and yelling. I hope you don’t think I was being a coward and not wanting to deal with it. I just thought he needed your reinforcement more than mine right then.”

“I agree. I figured you heard.” Ric gave Pres a quick peck. “Thank you for letting me do it on my own. We’re good now. He knows I love him.”

“I’m sure he does.” Pres winked. “So how was he?”

“Fucking unbelievable…you’ll see.” Ric winked back and went to join Blair in the shower.

Can’t fucking wait.

They ended up sleeping until noon. All three of them were huddled together on Pres’s bed when his cleaning lady came through the door and screamed loud enough to make each of them jerk upright. Blair’s naked body flailed comically before falling off the edge of the bed, hitting the floor with a loud thud.

Pres leaned over the side and busted out laughing at Blair rubbing his still very sore ass that he’d just painfully fallen on. “Are you okay, honey?” Pres asked, still grinning.

“You’re supposed to ask that before you laugh,” Blair scolded.

“My poor baby. Come here. Get back up here and let me kiss it better,” Pres said, pulling out his provocative voice already.

Pres heard Ric clear his throat. He looked back after helping Blair get back in the bed and cover himself. His maid was now covering her eyes and facing the wall, frantically apologizing in broken Spanish and English.

“
Lo siento, senor.
So sorry. So, so, sorry. Pardon.” She repeated apologies over and over.

“It’s okay, Nina. I know you thought I’d be on assignment today, but there was a little change in plans.” Pres spoke with humor in his voice. “Can you just give us a few minutes—
un
momento, por favor
—and we’ll be out of your way.”

“
Si. Primero
, I clean
la cocina
.” She hurried out of the bedroom and closed the door.

“Yes, start with the kitchen first.” Pres laughed and sank back into the mattress.

“I think too many people have a key to your condo,” Ric admonished while pulling the covers off his huge chest.

Ric and Blair both turned over and began smothering Pres’s chest and stomach with wet, languid kisses.

“Mmmm,” Pres moaned. He gripped the back of Blair’s head while he licked his nipples and stroked Ric’s cheek as he raised light marks on his neck. “Fuck. Feels good.”

Blair’s hand snaked down to his rising cock and stroked him a couple times before cupping his balls and slowly rolling them around their sac.

“Need more.” Pres raised his hips. “How’s your pretty ass feeling, honey?” He rubbed Blair’s tight bubble ass and dipped his finger in his seam to graze over his hole.

“I’m fine, just a little tender. Our Bear made sure he staked his claim good,” Blair said.

Ric reached over, cupped the back of Blair’s head, and kissed him hard on the mouth. “Damn right I did.” Ric squeezed one of Blair’s soft ass cheeks. “Mine,” he growled.

“Yours, baby.” Blair kissed Ric back. He looked at Pres. “And yours, too.”

“Yes, honey,” Pres whispered. “How about a little TLC for that well-fucked ass, huh?” Pres smiled wickedly. He didn’t wait for Blair to answer. He crawled over and got behind him. “You and Bear suck each other off while I take care of you back here, baby.” Pres was telling them more than asking them. He liked to run the show, and he had a lot of different ways that he saw them making love and pleasuring each other. This was one of his favorites.

Ric smiled wide and turned his long body around to get into the sixty-nine position with Blair. Lying on their sides, they both propped one leg up to give each other full access and began to slowly lick each other’s cocks. Pres watched them swallow each other’s rock-hard dicks, and his own got so hard he felt dizzy from the instant rush of blood to that organ. Blair’s cheeks hollowed as he sucked Ric hard and buried his face down in his bristly pubic hairs. Ric’s body jerked violently, and his mouth popped off of Blair’s long cock.

“Blair! Fuck!” Ric gripped both of Blair’s cheeks and spread his ass open for Pres.

Pres was mesmerized by his beautiful men. He buried his face in Blair’s seam and licked him in his most sensitive spot. He didn’t try to breach his delicate hole. He wanted to make Blair feel loved and taken care of. The pucker quivered under his tongue, and it made Pres’s dick leak a large drop of pearly fluid. He used it to ease the friction as he stroked himself in time with their grunts.

They were fully into it now, the sounds of slurping, sucking, moaning, and swearing filling the large room. He heard Ric cry out first, his orgasm hitting him so hard he shook the entire bed. Blair moaned and consumed every drop of Ric’s seed.

Pres tripled his efforts on Blair’s pleasure and felt his ass clenching around the tip of his tongue. He knew he was about to blow, and Pres was going blow with him. “Come hard for me, baby. Let me feel it.”

Blair’s body shook in their arms as he cried out both their names.

“That’s it, baby.” Pres continued to lick and kiss Blair’s pulsating bud. “Love you so fucking much,” he whispered against the soft ass cheek as he jerked his load into his hand, groaning low in his throat.

Again, they lay in a heap of tangled limbs and sated cocks. Pres inhaled deeply, loving the smell of his men.

“Come on, gentlemen. Let’s get cleaned up and get something to eat. I’m starved,” Pres said, breaking into the still-heavy pants coming from his lovers.

“Thirty more minutes,” Ric requested and pulled the cover up over his head.

Pres exchanged a knowing look with Blair, and both of them yanked the covers off Ric’s naked form.

“Oh, that’s not right at all,” Ric whined.

They laughed and jumped on top of their big, grumpy Bear, knowing how much he liked to be lazy after sex. They pulled him out of the bed, both of them struggling with his bulk on top of his resistance.

“Just ten minutes, I promise,” Ric said, trying to fight their holds and inch back to the bed.

“Nope. I’m hungry, too,” Blair said, slapping Ric on his ass to get him moving back in the direction of the bathroom.

“Damn it. All right, fine, but when I get back, I’m taking a nap, and anyone who wakes me will feel my wrath,” Ric growled.

Ric let Pres and Blair pull him into their shower, which was large enough for five people. At Pres’s instruction, Ric propped both arms up on the warm tiles as they lovingly washed every muscle on his six-foot, two-inch frame.