Page 24 of Fixer
“Useful.”I thought back to all the years of stuffing this part of me deep, deep down inside and pretending I was straight.“Yeah, I suppose.I’d hoped I could find the right woman someday and not have to worry about my gay half.”
His tone cooled.“You still could.”
Don’t think so.Not anymore.I told him, “My bedroom’s fifteen feet away.The bed’s pretty sturdy, although it’s just a single.”I hadn’t regretted that till now.
“Are you sure?”
“Get your ass in there, Fixer.”My wolf lent a surprising growl to the words.
Dustin bowed his head as if to an Alpha, and began to slip past me.
I grabbed his arm instead.“I didn’t mean to make that sound like an order, y’know?I’m not trying to boss you around.”The entire pack would’ve laughed at the idea of me outranking Dustin.His deference, even in play, shocked me.
“We’re fine.I don’t mind if you boss me.”He caught the back of my neck, kissed me fast, and kept on going to the bedroom.
Don’t mind if you boss me?It took five seconds for my brain to restart.Then I hurried after him.
He’d closed my curtains and stood by the bed, silhouetted by the bedside lamp.The size of him, the sheer muscle and bulk in a snug black T-shirt and jeans, made me hungry.I stalked toward him and snagged the hem of his shirt, tugging lightly.“I want you.”
“You have me.”
“How?”
“However you want.”
I didn’t actually know what would slake the fire building in my groin, but I said, “Naked.To start with.”
Dustin kicked his shoes aside, peeled off his socks, and yanked his T-shirt over his head.The expanse of his dark-furred chest kicked my arousal up another notch.
“Pants too.”
He set a hand to his belt.“What about you?”
My dick, hard and straining against my jeans, suggested yeah, naked would be good.I undressed, stepping from foot to foot, my gaze fixed on Dustin’s thick cock as he tugged jeans and underwear down and off.His ruddy cockhead emerged above the foreskin, bobbing as he rocked his weight.His wide shaft wore a network of raised, bluish veins against his winter-pale skin.
I kicked my clothes aside and considered going to my knees.I’d sucked off two human men in return for the same favor from them.Hadn’t loved it, hadn’t hated it, but my mouth watered at the thought of tasting Dustin.
Before I could make a move, he reached for me and pulled me against him, finding my mouth again with his.
My pulse kicked into high gear at the hard press of his bare cock against my hip, the weight of his arm around my shoulders, the grip of his strong fingers on my ass.I kissed him back, and he slipped a thick thigh between mine.Dignity be damned, I fisted my fingers in the back of his hair and humped his leg while thrusting my tongue into his mouth.Heat lashed through me, mouth, ass, groin aflame, my climax hanging on the brink.
Dustin wrenched himself free.His chest rose and fell with fast breaths.He met my gaze, then sank to his knees and leaned forward.The wet suction of his mouth on my dick dragged a groan from me.I couldn’t control the buck of my hips, a thrust that became fast and furious as I pushed my needy cock between his lips.He took everything I gave him, his mouth wet and red, spit sliding down his chin, his eyes wide and dark.His grip on the back of my thighs urged me on.
So hot.So perfect.So mine.So, so, so—I groaned louder, my entire body convulsing, and came in a lightning-blast of pleasure.Oh, God.Sex had never been like this.I couldn’t see past the spark-filled mist clouding my vision, couldn’t hear beyond the hammer of my own pulse.The smells of our bodies and the vanilla-sharp tang of spunk overwhelmed my nose.
Dustin’s grip steadied me.As the world came back to my senses, he let my softening cock slide free, giving the head a final, flat-tongued lick.
I sank to sit on the bed, bracing my hands on either side of me to stay upright.
He waited on his knees till I met his eyes, then that mobile corner of his mouth quirked, and he said, “Was that okay?”
“You clown.”I set a hand under his chin, leaned forward, and licked the traces of me off his lips.Not something I’d ever imagined doing with a woman, but the flavor of us together made me shudder and smile.“Give me a minute and I’ll return the favor.”
Dustin sat back onto his heels, his cock rising hard between his thighs.“I’ll never turn down a blow job, but what I really want…” He hesitated, so unlike Dustin that I wondered what was coming next.A blow job I could fumble my way through, but anything more was daunting with that fat cock pointing at me.
Still, I prompted, “Yes?”
“I want you to fuck me once you’re ready again.If you want that too.”
