Nixon: An m/m bodyguard romance (Hunter Security), page 20
Dante loves to grab my hand when we’re walking down the street or steal a quick kiss here and there because he just had to. At least, that’s what he tells me. I love that he’s strong enough to do that now.
“We’ll always be in your corner,” Mom says with kind eyes, and he reaches across the table to grab her hand.
“Thank you.”
After dinner, we say goodbye to my parents, who are staying at a hotel even though Dante insisted they stay with us. It’s not like we don’t have the room. But my parents wanted to give us space, and I appreciate that. It didn’t stop Dante from putting his credit card on file at the hotel they are staying at. I’m sure they’ll give him hell for that later.
“Ready to get home?” I ask my handsome boyfriend as we walk toward my SUV, hand in hand.
“Yes, Sir,” he purrs, and it goes straight to my dick.
“Since you’ve been a good boy, I’ve decided I’m going to fuck you so hard you forget your name tonight,” I whisper into his ear as we pause at the lights before crossing the street to where the car is parked.
His body vibrates next to mine, and his pupils dilate as he stares at me with lust written all over his face.
“I can’t wait.” He licks his lips.
Again, my cock strains against the confines of my boxers. I need to get Dante home now.
On the drive, our sexual tension is heavy. I wrap my hands tightly around the steering wheel, preventing me from reaching over and resting my hand on Dante’s knee, which bounces with pent-up sexual frustration. Thankfully, he keeps his hands firmly in his lap and his focus out the window. Things will be explosive as soon as we touch each other, and my concentration needs to be on the road.
Everything is a blur after we pull into the driveway as we waste no time heading straight for the bedroom.
“Over my knees,” I command the moment we are both naked, and I’m sitting on the edge of the bed.
Dante doesn’t fight me, doing exactly as he’s told.
“Such a good boy,” I praise, rubbing my hand gently over his bubble butt. “I’m going to give you four quick spankings, then I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. Are you ready?”
“More than ready.”
I lick my lips as I caress his skin before lifting my hand and bringing it down hard on his right ass cheek. The smack fills the room, and Dante cries out before counting like the perfect sub he is.
With each spank, his creamy skin turns a brighter shade of red, and I’m sure his ass stings as much as my palm does. By the time he screams four, my cock is throbbing, and his is leaking precum against my thigh.
“You did so good, Treasure,” I tell him, moving him to kneel beside me on all fours. “I can’t wait to be buried balls deep inside you.”
We’ve been intimate since the accident, but this is the first time I’m going to be inside him since then. I’m sure his body was ready sooner, but I wasn’t. I needed to make sure he was healed completely. But after his run today, I’m certain he’ll be okay. However, that won’t stop me from keeping the closest eye on him the entire time I fuck him. One wrong look, and I’ll stop. I refuse to hurt the man I love.
The moment Dante is in position, I kneel behind him and pull his cheeks apart, my mouth watering with need.
“Your body is perfection.”
“Gah” is his response as I lap at his hole.
“So fucking good.” I groan before going back for another taste.
I take my time, fucking him with my tongue before I move to the nightstand to grab the bottle of lube from the drawer. As much as I love eating his ass, I know I need to stretch him well.
After my fingers are coated, I slowly slide in one, watching Dante’s reaction closely.
“Shit…” he hisses out, his mouth hanging open with a look of pure ecstasy taking over his face.
Thankfully, his body doesn’t resist me too much, and it doesn’t take long before I’m fucking him with my finger.
“How’s that feeling, Treasure?” I ask as I slide in and out of him gently.
“So good. Want more, please,” Dante begs.
Carefully, I move in a second finger, waiting until his body relaxes so I can shove it all the way in.
“Yes,” Dante cries out as I find the hardness of his prostate and rub it.
“I love how loud you are,” I tell him, scissoring my fingers to prepare him for my cock.
After a few minutes of two fingers, I shove in a third, then a fourth. By the time I’m sure he’s ready for me, my cock is so hard it’s fucking painful, and Dante is a panting mess.
“On your back, Treasure,” I instruct, pulling my fingers from his delectable ass.
He obeys eagerly, and I slick my cock with a good coating of lube.
“I love you,” I remind him as I pull him to the edge of the bed and line up.
We groan as I leisurely slide inside him, his legs wrapping around my waist and my eyes rolling to the back of my head. “Fuck.” I grunt as his body grips me tightly. I’m not sure how I’m going to last.
“You feel so good inside me,” Dante murmurs.
Leaning down, I seal my lips over his, needing a moment before I can start moving. I don’t need to be a two-pump chump here, and I swear he’s tighter than the first time we had sex.
“This is exactly where I’m meant to be,” I whisper against Dante’s lips.
“I love you,” he replies and kisses me again.
We stay like that for a few minutes, making out with my cock buried deep inside him.
“Need you to move,” Dante pleads after a bit.
“Tell me if it hurts.”
He nods, a soft smile on his lips. I move away to stand upright again before I thrust into him.
“Yes,” Dante cries as I pick up speed. “So fucking good. Need… more,” he pants out.
His cries of pleasure fill the room, and I can’t deny his wishes, so I fuck him how we both love.
Hard and fast.
I allow myself to get lost in the moment, pounding into the man who stole my heart.
Grunts, moans, and the smacking of skin on skin are the soundtrack to our night as we both chase the high we desperately desire.
Dante’s cock bobs against his stomach as I shift my hips to get a different angle. The head of his dick is leaking like a hose. I wrap my hand around him, using his precum as a natural lubricant to jack him off.
“I’m so close,” Dante whimpers.
“Come for me, Treasure,” I demand, thrusting into him even harder.
A tingle runs up the base of my spine as I run my fist up and down his hard length quickly.
“Fuck,” he yells as warm liquid shoots out of him, a few drops hitting me in the face.
His channel squeezes tightly around me, and his orgasm takes over, pulling my own climax from me. I grunt and push into him farther, spilling my load deep in his ass before collapsing on top of him, bracing as much of my weight on my forearms as possible.
“That was amazing,” Dante murmurs, running his fingers up and down my spine.
“So good” is all I can say, but it makes him laugh.
“I thought I was the one who was supposed to be fucked stupid,” Dante teases.
“Whatever,” I grumble, pulling out and standing up. “Let’s clean up,” I suggest with a tilt of my head and an outstretched hand.
Dante accepts, and when I pull him up, I wrap my arms around him and kiss him gently. “You’re my everything, Treasure. I love you so fucking much.”
He smiles against my lips. “Same.”
I can’t help but laugh as I pull him toward the bathroom.
“Brat.”
Chapter 30
Dante
Anna slaps my hand as I straighten the table’s centerpiece in our backyard for the hundredth time. “Stop it,” she yells.
“I just want it to be perfect,” I grumble.
“It is perfect… but if you don’t get your nerves under control, I’m pretty sure I’m going to have to get Mel to sedate you. I’ve never seen you this crazy before.” I shrug.
Nixon is letting our guests in, and the box in my pocket is itching for me to touch it, but I fidget with my fingers instead.
Anna is the only one who knows I’m going to propose tonight, and that’s only because I’m nervous as hell and acting like a damn fool.
“What if he says no?” I whisper.
Anna sighs. “Stop being an idiot. That man is crazy about you. He’s going to say yes. Now take a deep breath.” I do as she instructs. “Let it out.” Slowly, I blow it out. “And relax.” I try, but it’s fucking hard.
Soon, everyone is making their way to the backyard. Hugs are shared, along with well-wishes on our trip. I try to smile and act normal, but Nixon keeps shooting me worried glances.
Maybe I shouldn’t be an actor anymore. I clearly suck at it.
“Can I speak with you?” Nixon asks me.
I decide to say fuck it and propose now.
“After I ask you an important question.”
Nixon’s left brow raises, nodding for me to continue.
“Nixon, I love you. I want to spend my forever with you. You’re it for me, babe. Will you marry me?” I pull out the ring box and drop to one knee.
Nixon doesn’t respond right away, and he slowly shakes his head. I drop the box as my heart races.
“Are you okay?” he checks, dropping to his knees in front of me, concern lacing his tone.
“Why would I be okay?” I whimper. “You’re saying no.”
Nixon blows out a breath. “I’m not saying no. I was shaking my head because I was going to propose to you, silly.”
Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out a ring, and I can’t help but laugh. Overcome with relief and joy, I launch myself into his arms.
“I’m taking that as a yes.” He chuckles.
“As long as your answer is the same.”
“You bet, babe. It’s you and me for life,” he whispers before kissing me, and all friends and family cheer.
“Please tell me this means you’re going to be giving me grandbabies soon,” Nixon’s mom requests, rushing over to us and pulling us in for tight hugs.
“Maybe after Brazil,” I reply, giving Nixon a knowing look.
We’ve been talking about kids a lot and would love to start a family soon, but it’s also fun to give Mom a hard time, so we won’t be telling her all the details yet. She doesn’t need to know that Anna offered to be our surrogate quite yet. We’ll keep that detail in our back pocket until it’s closer to happening.
I can’t believe how perfect my life is right now.
Who knew all it would take was for my life to get completely turned upside down and the hottest bodyguard in the world to come in and be my knight in shining armor?
The road wasn’t smooth sailing for us, and we may face more twists and turns, but I know we’ll get through them together.
Nixon was meant for me, and for better or worse, I’m never letting him go.
Epilogue
Nixon
Seven Months Later
Dante squeezes my hand as we sit in the courthouse, watching his father being handcuffed and taken away.
“I can’t believe he’s actually going to prison,” he whispers.
The trial for Arnold Michaelson lasted a few weeks longer than we would have liked, but the jury made the right decision. As a result, we won’t have to worry about him anymore.
“Some people know the difference between right and wrong,” I remind him, squeezing his hand.
The second we get home, Anna runs toward us, launching herself into Dante’s arms.
“Congratulations,” she shouts, and Dante spins her around.
Brittany laughs as she walks over to us and stands beside me.
“I’m just glad he actually has to face his consequences for once,” Dante replies as he holds his best friend.
We know he won’t have as long of a sentence as a normal person would, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is he lost, and we won.
“I have other good news,” Anna tells him, stepping back.
Her face is lit up as she stares at us, and I wonder why she’s so excited. I look at Brittany, who is also smiling brightly, and when I raise my brow at her, she shakes her head and tilts it toward Anna, telling me to wait and listen.
“Spit it out,” Dante grumbles, clearly frustrated with her delay.
Anna rolls her eyes, walks to the counter, and grabs a Ziploc baggie with a pregnancy test inside.
My heart freezes when I realize what’s happening.
“Are you serious?” I ask, but the words come out a little rough since my throat is thick with emotions.
She nods with the biggest grin. “I’m pregnant. Congratulations. You’re going to be fathers,” she yells.
Dante collapses to the floor, tears running down his face. “It’s really happening?” He gasps for air as he looks up at his best friend.
Anna blinks quickly as her own tears bubble to the surface.
“It is,” she whispers as she kneels and pulls Dante into her arms.
I join them on the floor in a group hug, with Brittany following my move, and we all sit and cry, embracing this moment.
Dante and I have cried a lot in our time together, but these aren’t tears of sadness, pain, or grief. They’re tears of joy. Our lives are actually moving in the direction we’ve been planning, and I couldn’t be happier.
Not only do I have the man of my dreams, but we’re going to be fathers. And his best friend is our surrogate. Our world is only going to get better from here.
When I took on Dante as a client, I wasn’t planning on finding the man I’d spend the rest of my life with, but I did, and I’ll thank the universe every day that I get to keep him.
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Acknowledgments
Thank you so much for reading Nixon! I had so much fun writing this book!
As always there is so many people to thank, because it takes a village to write a book.
First I want to thank my amazing team. Without them I would be an absolute mess! Brittany Franks and Suzanne Talkington are the real MVPs! They hold me together when I want to fall apart and mean the world to me!
Secondly I want to thank my superb Alpha/Beta Readers Mandy, Meaghan, and Robin. These ladies are always pointing out the beginning issues and are always available for me to bounce ideas off of. I'd probably still be stuck trying to figure things out if it wasn't for them.
My sensitivity reader JP Jackson. I don't think I would feel comfortable writing an m/m romance without his impute. He makes me a better author and I love our conversations so much. I am so lucky to have found JP and to be able to call him a friend.
My editing team who helped me polish this book and make it as strong as it is today! Chantell, Nay, Kaylene and Nikki at Swish Designs and Editing were so amazing to work with as always! They really helped me strength this book and make it what it is today!
My cover designer for creating the perfect cover for this book! Brittany with Chaotic Creatives knocked it out of the park and I mean it when I say I drooled a little when she sent me this cover!
My amazingly hilarious friend Mikayla Christy for helping me write the "Duck not dick" scene. I was complaining about how Word kept wanting me to change dick to duck which led to a funny conversation which birthed the scene that made me laugh out loud.
My family for putting up with me when I put myself on a deadline and go a little crazy.
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