Page 20 of Cadence (Rainbow Dorset University #3)

KENDRICK

Ifeel like a live wire is wrapped around us, sending the occasional jolt of lust sparking through my body. Only now that my orgasm is far too close, far too soon, am I aware that I’ve not touched another living person in years. So many years, I’m not exactly sure how long it’s been.

I feel that if I come too soon, I’m going to be proving the stereotype of older men. That’s not the case. Well, I suppose I don’t know that for certain. Since I haven’t had a partner in ages, I don’t know the truth about my stamina and shit.

Now seems like a hell of a time to figure it out, though.

Brevan breaks his mouth from mine, and I stare as he throws his head back. A sexy moan fills the room, coaxing my orgasm even closer. All this, and there’s no skin-on-skin touching of our dicks. I touch his cock through his trunks, and fuck, he feels amazing.

What really speaks to how long I’ve gone without a partner is how close I am, and the only stimulation on my body I have is the way he rubs his thigh against my hard dick.

I want more. I know he’s into it. I can see that so clearly. But am I pushing the line?

“Brevan,” I murmur. His eyes flutter open, and I’m staring into beautiful, lust-filled green eyes. “Trunks off?” I ask.

I’m convinced that I’ve never seen a sexier person in my entire life. He nods wildly, and together we struggle to get out of our damp swim trunks and toss them aside. But now that we’re naked, I identify another issue.

I’m not at all prepared to take a partner. This was the very last thing I imagined would happen on this trip, so I sure as hell don’t have condoms, never mind lube. I close my eyes and press my mouth onto his.

Brevan encourages me to get between his legs and line our cocks up. I comply. The minute our dicks are pressed together between us, a surge of hot arousal spikes through me, and I have to hold my breath and bite my tongue to keep from spilling now.

“I don’t have any supplies,” I admit when I get myself under control.

“I don’t either,” he says. “It wasn’t on the packing list.”

I laugh as I move my hips against his. God, he feels so damn good. Dropping my face into his neck, I rut against him, meeting every roll of his hips with one of mine. We’re a chorus of grunts and moans.

I’m leaking enough to add a little bit of moisture between us to smooth out the slide. I lick his neck, nipping his skin, loving the way his fingers dig into my back, my ass. Gripping my thighs and urging me on.

“It’s been a long time,” I murmur in apology. “I’m sorry, Brevan, but I don’t think I can hold my orgasm much longer.”

“Is this the only time?” he asks, voice hypnotically breathless.

My brain is spinning, so I don’t quite understand what he’s asking me. “Only time?”

“That we’re going to do this. That you want me?”

I bite his neck. Not hard enough that I leave a mark, but enough that I feel his body jump under me. “No, Brevan. You’re captivating. But I feel like I need to tell you I didn’t invite you in here for this. I truly enjoy your company and getting to know you. I want that to continue.”

“Okay, but… are we going to… do this again?”

“Do you want to?”

He nods wildly. “Yes. Yes, so much.”

The need in his voice does it. I lose the ability to have this conversation and give in to the sensations between us.

My orgasm floods my body, and I grind against his cock in a way I’m not entirely sure feels good.

It must not be too bad, though, because he’s whimpering while I spill between us minutes before he comes with me.

Apparently, the weird, erotic rubbing of my cock against his felt good enough that I coaxed Brevan’s orgasm, too. Thank fuck for that.

I let my body relax on top of him, our panting now the most prominent sound in the room.

“That felt good,” Brevan says, and I grin.

“Better than good.”

“You—do you really want to do this again?”

“Brevan,” I murmur, placing soft kisses along his neck and jaw until I’m looking into his eyes. “My thoughts have been dominated by you since we talked yesterday.”

His heart is still racing, though I wonder how much of that is from sex and how much is from his nerves. He needs reassurance, but I’m not sure what words he needs to hear.

“Yes. I want this again. I want to feel you against me. I want to make you feel good, and I want to feel good with you. But I also want to continue getting to know you, Brevan. Please tell me you understand that. This isn’t about sex.

That’s just a bonus that snuck up rather quickly.

That doesn’t mean I don’t want to do it again, though. I absolutely do.”

I said something right because he takes a deep breath and his tension releases. “Me too. All of that.”

“Good.” I kiss his lips. I’m reminded that I have an athlete under me who needs to eat regularly when his stomach growls so loud that it sounds like a voice in the room. I can actually feel the growl, too. “Guess it’s time to feed you.”

He laughs. It’s a sweet, sweet sound that I can’t get enough of.

Brevan left somewhere around midnight. I fed him. We cuddled in front of the fire, watching the dark world beyond the dome until the northern lights colored the sky. Then we enjoyed another orgasm before he crept out to return to his own dome.

This night took a turn I hadn’t expected. My only true intent was to listen to Brevan talk. His voice is beautiful. His thoughts are just as beautiful and inspiring. I enjoy his company in a way I haven’t enjoyed another person’s in ages, and I wanted to indulge a little bit.

Despite asking him into the hot tub, it truly hadn’t been a means to get into his pants. I’ve been dying to get into the hot tub as soon as I saw that each dome had one while researching our accommodations.

I didn’t mean to seduce him, if that’s what happened last night. That hadn’t been my intent at all. I truly want to know everything about him. I enjoy being in his presence. His smile is radiant. Everything about Brevan Skeeter captivates me.

I’ve been awake long enough to watch the sun come up, and all I’m thinking about is Brevan. I’m jumping the gun big time because everything that floods my mind is what happens next. Not next as in today. But next, as in our future together.

We’ve barely talked about a future, except that he wants to be assured that I’m not just fucking and ditching. The way he asked whether it was a one-time deal made me very aware that’s what he wanted to avoid.

Somehow, my brain interpreted that as Brevan and I are going to spend the rest of our lives together. Or the rest of mine, since he’s younger than Seth. I wince. That makes me a dirty old man, doesn’t it?

What will my kids think? I’ve asked myself this question a hundred times. It’s so hard to know because I don’t know my kids at all.

I roll over and grab my phone from where it’s charging. I haven’t checked in with Seth since the day we arrived. So I send him a quick text.

Me

How is everything going? Is Martha behaving?

There’s no response right away, so I set my phone beside me and close my eyes. I can only imagine the accusations I’ll hear from Natalia. I’m not looking forward to that. Perhaps I should check in with my divorce lawyer as well.

With that in mind, I send a quick email from my phone to my lawyer.

At this rate, besides the alimony amount and anything monetary, I don’t care what Natalia wants.

She can have it. I just want this divorce finalized.

I want it official. I want to move on with my life, and that’s difficult to do when I have this hanging over my head.

I tried to be understanding for a long time. Months. I’m patient. I’ve been lenient and accommodating. But I’m done. Eight months is far too long when the only thing holding us up is Natalia’s anger.

My phone pings, and I think it must be my lawyer. I’m pleased when it’s my son instead.

Seth

She has a boyfriend. His name is Duke, and he’s a golden retriever who just moved in down the road. She insisted on playing with him for an hour and a half yesterday. I hope she’s spayed because I imagine that a heat will give you lots of grandbaby dogs.

I laugh and close my eyes for a minute before responding.

Me

She is, and good to know. How’s everything else? Are you finding the house comfortable?

Seth

You’re worrying too much. Everything is fine. How’s Iceland? Is it turning out how you hoped?

Warmth fills my chest as Brevan’s face flashes before my eyes.

Me

Far better than I hoped, in so many ways.

Seth

Good to hear. Martha wants me to send you a pic. Hold on.

I’m not sure what I’m expecting, but the picture that comes through is a very close up of her nose, and I laugh. She must have climbed on top of him, forcing his attention on her.

Me

Oh god. I’m sorry. She’s very needy as far as attention goes.

Seth

It’s funny. She’ll go hours doing her own thing. Napping. Then she’s up in your face, and you can’t make her go away until you give her what she wants. When she’s done, she’ll ignore you. She may as well be a cat.

I grin, chuckling again.

Me

Perfectly put.

Seth

I’m heading to bed. Have fun, Dad.

Me

Thank you. Sleep well.

There’s no response after that, and I let my phone drop beside me. Unsurprisingly, my mind immediately returns to Brevan, and I wonder how we can spend time together again today. It would be inappropriate to make it seem like I’m favoring him, so I can’t just keep him at my side like I want to.

Besides, we’re here with a purpose, and that truly needs most of my attention. Today is Community Day. Magnus told me about how the campus and town transform for Community Day. I’m excited to experience it.

After our day, we’re heading into downtown Reykjavík to explore the city and take in the culture. I think maybe that’s when we’ll break off, and I can spend some time with Brevan again.

It’ll also give me time to grab some supplies. Not that I’m rushing things between us, but I’d like not to be caught unprepared again. I’d like to show Brevan that I can properly please him when I have the right tools to do so.

Remembering the feel of him under me immediately wakes my dick up.

It’s been so damn long since my body’s been this responsive to anything.

I grip my cock and close my eyes, slowly stroking down my length and remembering Brevan’s hand on me.

The second orgasm met hands on dicks, and it was glorious.

I need to touch him again. I want to taste him. I want to see him orgasm for me again. He’s so expressive, so vibrant, and filled with life.

A whisper in my head says I need to stop this. And yet, as my body heats up with thoughts of Brevan’s sweet smile, I know there’s no way in fuck I’m going to stop seeing him unless he expresses that desire.

I need Brevan’s sunlight like I need air.