Due Process, page 15
“And you love me,” Troy told him, assurance in his tone even though he shivered, fought off the shakes.
“I do.” Silas hadn’t hesitated to respond—and it sounded too much like forever for Troy to keep his hands to himself.
Butterflies erupting in his belly, he launched at Silas, attacking his mouth, his hands frantic to touch, map out every inch he’d worshiped dozens of times since they’d met.
“Want you,” he whispered, tilting his head for Silas to suck on his neck.
“Need you,” his lover murmured back before licking up his neck and taking his lips in a kiss that consumed Troy’s thoughts and pumped adrenaline through his system.
Silas was the one to tear away, and Troy once more had to grab hold of the base of his dick and squeeze. He watched Silas’s ass flex with every step toward the bed.
Sprawled on his back, Silas crooked a finger.
Troy bit on the inside of his lip and obeyed, crawling between Silas’s thighs as he spread them wide, knees near his chest.
“Silas…” Troy stared at his lover’s drawn up balls, the smooth taint beneath, and the puckered hole with its dusting of black hair. “Fuck.” He ran his fingertip over Silas’s ass, groaning at the softness. “I’m not gonna last.”
“Then you better hurry the fuck up because I want to feel you inside me, Mr. Emerson. I want you so fucking deep I can’t breathe.”
Their gazes caught and held as Silas patted around the bed for the bottle of lube he’d tossed there earlier. “Get me ready.”
Troy filled his lungs, steeled his resolve, and did as told.
At the first breach of his finger through Silas’s ring of muscle, the older man grimaced and Troy hissed. Such tightness…heat.
“Want me to stop?” he croaked even though that was the last damn thing he wanted to do.
“No.”
Troy bit his lip while feeling around the hot insides of Silas’s hole, one untouched before him. Satisfaction swarmed through him, filling his chest with a possessiveness he’d never experienced before.
“You’re mine,” he stated, chin lifted while pressing in with a second finger.
Silas’s erection flagged, but he groaned, lifting his knees higher. “Fucking right.”
Troy took his time scissoring Silas’s ass to a softened state, readying him to take Troy’s dick. While not graced with the same girth as Silas, Troy would definitely push deeper into Silas’s body than he did Troy’s.
He bent over Silas’s groin and sucked down his semi, determined to get him hard and leaking again. Troy didn’t just want to own him. He wanted Silas to love having his hole stuffed full, hoped he would beg for it again in the future.
“Fuck…shit, baby. Fuck, yes.” Silas swelled against his tongue, his hips moving in time with the fingers fucking his ass. “Goddamnit, Troy. I need…fuck, give me more.”
Troy worked in a third finger while tonguing Silas’s slit and watching his face.
There was no hardening of features or a mask of indifference. Red fused Silas’s cheeks. Lips parted, he panted. Eyes darkened by lust watched every move Troy made.
“Troy…”
Smirking around Silas’s length, Troy backed away, popping off his dick. “Need something else in this tight hole?” Troy asked with sass in his voice. He curled his fingers, gliding over Silas’s prostate.
“Shit!” Silas’s back bowed, his eyes rolling upward. “Holy fucking shit…do that again.”
Grinning, Troy took his lover to the brink, showing him how delicious being on the receiving end of a good prostate massage could be.
“Please, Troy…please.”
Silas Barlowe begging for dick…
Shaking his head, his nerves calmed from focusing on the wrecked man before him, Troy stroked lube over his length.
He pressed in close, his hand on the bed beside Silas’s thigh. Lining up the tip of his dick against Silas’s puckered hole, he lifted his gaze. Lust-hazed eyes stared back at him, pupils overwhelming the hazel-green.
“I love you,” Troy whispered and pushed forward.
“I lo—goddamn…fucking hell!” Silas gritted his teeth, and Troy paused, less than two inches inside the most exquisite, delicious heat he’d ever felt grasping at his cockhead.
Pausing, his heart expanding over the words Silas had been about to respond with, Troy gave him a few seconds to adapt to feeling a stiff dick invading his ass. Troy bit his own lip to keep from erupting—fucking bare. Inside Silas.
Luscious warmth. Beyond snug…fucking divine.
He couldn’t think in full sentences.
Silas’s body relaxed the slightest bit, and he released a heavy exhale.
“Okay?” Troy asked, his voice strangled.
“Yeah. Give me more.”
Watching Silas closely, noting every wince, every muscle spasm in his jaw or flutter of his eyelashes, Troy worked his way in until their groins pressed tight. He was so close…so goddamn fucking close to losing it.
At least he’d gotten fully inside his lover’s body.
“Talk to me, Silas,” he whispered, needing to hear the words he lusted for more than the hot hole strangling his cock.
“Feels like I have a goddamn spear shoved up my ass,” Silas stated through clenched teeth.
Troy barked out a laugh, the edge of his climax backing off the slightest bit. “Want me to stop?”
“Fuck no, my elfin angel—I want this. Want you. Make me feel good like only you can.”
Troy shifted to plank over his lover, causing his length to move inside Silas. Troy took note of his blink, one that was a far cry from distaste or disgust.
He nipped Silas’s lower lip and slowly dragged from his hot sheath, giving the man another taste of a stroking cock inside his body.
Silas cursed, and Troy grinned even though the base of his spine tingled. “Okay?”
“Fuck yeah.” Silas dropped his hold on the backs of his knees and wrapped a heel around Troy’s ass. “Now fuck me. Wreck me. Make me yours.”
“Oh, baby…you’re already mine,” Troy teased, taking his time to slowly fuck in and out of Silas’s body while Silas attempted to yank him back in faster. Harder. “You were mine the second I walked into that holding room all those months ago.”
“Told you I was a sure thing,” Silas stated with a gasp as Troy buried deep.
“Mmm,” Troy agreed and laid on Silas with his full weight—and his full focus, fucking him in the way he wanted.
Hard. Deep enough he caught Silas’s breath and made sexy as fuck groans rumble in his chest.
Troy’s balls seized after only a handful of thrusts, and the noises spilling from Silas’s lips, his encouragement for Troy to give him more, sent Troy over the edge.
“Fucking hell…sorry…fuck.” Groaning, Troy emptied his balls inside Silas, but he didn’t go lax. The second he finished, he scurried down Silas’s body and swallowed his leaking dick, desperate to please his lover.
Shoving three fingers deep inside Silas, he sought out and located his prostate while his spunk dripped from his knuckles.
“Goddamnit…fuck!”
Silas bowed, his cum erupting into Troy’s throat on the second stroke.
“Oh fuck…fucking hell,” he moaned, head lifting to watch as Troy swallowed every spurt of his release. “God.” Spent, Silas collapsed back, eyes closing.
Troy licked him clean and gently removed his fingers from Silas’s body, wiping them on the rumpled sheets beside his hips. “Okay?”
“Fucking love you,” Silas all but growled the words and yanked Troy atop his chest.
Their mouths fused, and Troy sank into the warm embrace, thankful as fuck he’d taken life by the balls, just like Chase had encouraged him to do.
He’d found his man, and nothing, no one, would ever separate them.
“Here, fishy, fishy,” Silas called like one would to a child while tossing another tiny piece of plastic into the dark ocean far below.
Troy stood beside him along the top deck’s railing, pressed against his side, studying his lover’s face in the moonlight. “No more violence,” he stated, dissolving Silas’s rare, carefree, and absolutely gorgeous grin. “No retribution.”
Lips thinning, Silas continued throwing the remnants of Brian Parsons’s cell phone into the abyss where they would never be found. “I can’t promise I won’t gut someone if they try to harm you,” he finally stated.
Troy knew without doubt that if David Parsons had escaped attempted manslaughter charges, he’d have been dead by Silas’s hand within a matter of hours upon finding freedom.
“You’re mine,” Silas continued. “My love, my life…my family.”
A shuddered inhale filled Troy’s lungs as warmth spread through his entire body.
“We both know the lengths I’ll go to save you from harm. It’s instinctive, same as your jumping in front of that bullet meant for me. I can’t stop it, and I refuse to allow hurt if I can keep it from happening.”
Few pieces remained in Silas’s palm, and Troy moved to wrap himself around him. He pressed his cheek against Silas’s back, breathing in the scent of man, sex, and that cologne he would gladly drown in.
“Just…don’t do anything stupid, okay?”
Silas snorted and turned, his hands empty until he gathered Troy against him, palms on his ass cheeks. “I’m always careful.” He pecked Troy on the lips. “Thorough in hiding what needs to remain buried.”
“I’ve relented on the whole honesty is always the best policy thing being wrong,” Troy reminded him, “but no more violence. I mean it. Please.”
Silas pressed a lingering kiss to the top of Troy’s head, and Troy snuggled in close, knowing by Silas’s gentleness and affection that he’d won that battle.
“I told you that first day I met you that I would give you anything you wanted,” Silas murmured.
Troy tipped his head back and ran a fingertip over Silas’s soft mouth. “I remember you saying something along the lines of you marking up my pale, pretty skin…thoroughly fucking me until my hair is a mess.”
Silas dug his fingertips into Troy’s ass, grinding his semi against him. “I do that every time I have you under me.”
Troy snorted even though Silas spoke the truth.
“Still think my confidence is off-putting?” Silas asked, a sexy as fuck smirk twitching his mouth as he lowered his head, inches from Troy’s face.
“You know I lied,” Troy whispered, shivers racing over his skin.
Silas brushed his lips over Troy’s. “Yeah, angel. I know. Now, what do you say we go below deck so I can worship your body until I wring every ounce of cum from those smooth balls I love to suck on?”
“Yes, please and thank you.” A rush of love and longing swept over Troy, worth every gray line he’d crossed to be with Silas Barlowe.
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THE END
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Due Justice Duet continues with Due Diligence, Grace and Noah’s story, written by Cecile Tellier.
Chase’s Story
Want to read about Troy’s best friend who left him for Philladelphia? Check out his story in Unholy Addiction, a Sinful Natures short story.
Overcoming addiction hasn’t been a cakewalk, and finding self-worth after choosing the path that landed me at rock bottom?
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Damn near impossible.
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For me, sex and booze go together like PB&J, so staying clean means no hookups.
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AA meetings help me stay the course…until a lip-glossed twink walks in and threatens my willpower.
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Chase is a summer rainstorm, washing away the dust from a too-long drought. He makes me crave the things I’ve set behind me, causing a restlessness I recognize.
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A new addiction.
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However, giving in to my desire for Chase will land me back in the hole I crawled from, a place I know I won’t escape a second time.
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And I’ll never forgive myself if I drag him down along with me.
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