Page 4 of Delicious (Delicious #1)

Chapter Four

Stu

“I ndeed,” I agreed easily with Percy. I’d wanted a repeat as soon as I’d spied him on my front step. To be fair, I’d wanted a repeat moments after we’d finished last time, but Percy had been none too subtle about sending me on my way. I hadn’t wanted to presume his “we should do it again” had been anything other than parting nicety. I’d decided to let him seek me out, and while it took him long enough, he had. And he’d brought brownies, so I was in a giving sort of mood. I glanced at the dusty, scarred garage floor. “However, I’d rather not get busy in my studio. Besides, I’m too old to kneel on concrete.”

I gestured for Percy to follow me back toward the house.

“Amen to that.” Percy shut the side door to the garage behind us. As we entered my kitchen, he drew me against him from behind. “Is oral your favorite pastime? You said you like me leading, but I’m happy to indulge special requests.”

In case I missed his meaning, he gave my ass a firm squeeze before nuzzling my neck. I inhaled sharply, weighing my desire to make the most of this rare opportunity for sexy fun against prudence.

“Are you tested? It’s been a while since I bottomed, but I’ve got condoms and lube if you’re interested in fucking.” Both items were mainly for use with my hidden toy collection, but I was craving the real deal at the moment more than toys.

“Oh, I’m interested.” Percy drawled before nipping at my neck. “And yes, negative for everything, and I always play safe.”

“Good.” Decision made, I led him to my bedroom at the back of the house, wincing at my unmade bed, pile of books next to the bed, and full laundry hamper in the corner. I pushed the heap of covers aside and tossed a clean towel onto the bed. “I wasn’t exactly expecting guests, so apologies for the mess.”

“I’m not here for the decor.” Percy pulled me in for a kiss. He was an even better kisser than I remembered. Decisive and in charge without being overly controlling and exactly possessive enough to get me fully hard in a matter of seconds. He pushed at my T-shirt, so I broke away to strip off my clothes as he did the same with his own shirt and shorts. As before, he didn’t wear underwear.

“Do you always go commando?” I had to ask.

“Nah. I showered before bringing you the brownies and didn’t see much point in bothering.”

That and the dude was seriously packing some heft, and perhaps briefs strangled his assets. Either way, I had to smile as we both got naked. Seeing his cock again, which was a blunt, thick battering ram with a wide head, made my mouth water.

“Really want to taste you again.”

“I’m not stopping you,” Percy chuckled as I sank to my knees on the fluffy rug beside my bed. I rubbed my face against him, breathing in the scents of him and his spicy old-fashioned soap.

I was way too impatient to tease overly much, so I guided his cock into my mouth, sucking hard to savor his weight and taste on my tongue. His width was the right sort of challenge for my jaw, keeping me focused without being painful. Setting a slow rhythm, I slid my mouth up and back down his shaft.

“Goddamn.” Whistling low, Percy freed my ponytail and fisted his hand in my hair, more of that possessive guidance that made my cock rock hard and throbbing. I sucked harder, wanting him as wound up as I was, and it wasn’t long before he shoved at my shoulder. “Bed. Now.”

He yanked me to standing before manhandling me onto the bed. The display of aggression made my stomach quiver and my cock leak as he arranged me on my knees, him behind me.

“I’m a fan of prep.” I looked over my shoulder to meet his gaze before reaching into my nightstand for the lube and condoms. “Love the initiative, but I will need some help to work up to your girth.”

“Noted.” Percy chuckled again as he accepted the items from me and set the condoms aside. “Don’t worry. I plan to take my time.”

“Excellent news.” I joined his laughter. The vibe was surprisingly easy and fun between us. I’d figured he wouldn’t try to go for it without any warm-up, but it never hurt to be clear. I was also very glad I’d taken advantage of the empty house to shower after the kids left. Percy rubbed my shoulders and stroked my back, not quite a massage, but the touching went a long way to helping me relax into the encounter. His caresses felt more affectionate than I’d expected, a gentleness behind his strong hands. I groaned, stretching into his touch. “Oh, that’s good.”

“You’re like a cat soaking up the sun.” Percy’s tone was fond. He moved to squeezing and groping my ass, getting me so relaxed that when he ran a thumb down my crack, all I did was shudder. The bed shifted as Percy reached for the lube. He returned with a slick finger to circle my rim. “Tell me if I go too fast.”

“Not nearly fast enough,” I countered. I moaned as he teased my rim, working one long finger inside. “More.”

“Arch your back more,” Percy ordered, encouraging me to take a second finger. He stroked his free hand down my spine, a subtle pressure to rock backward. “That’s it. Ride my fingers.”

“Fuck.” The groan came from somewhere around my toes. Simply listening to Percy’s deep voice made me ready to go. “Love when you talk.”

“Yeah?” Percy sounded mildly intrigued as he continued to work me open. “Just wait till I’m inside you. Gonna make you beg for it.”

“Please. Want it.” The more he played with my rim, delving deeper to press on my prostate, the less concerned I became about accommodating his size.

“Nah. You said prep, and I’m not nearly done playing.” Percy gave a lazy yawn. I glanced back to see his hard cock bobbing in front of him and his eyes hot with desire. The dude was an Academy Award-level actor, making me think for a moment that he was disinterested. Seeing his arousal, though, made me bolder as I squeezed his fingers, using my internal muscles to show off until Percy was the one to groan next. “Look at how that greedy hole sucks my fingers in. Think you can take my cock?”

“Need it.” I wasn’t faking my urgency. The more Percy played, the more I wanted. I’d never come hands-free, but the way he thrust his fingers over my prostate had me aching to reach for my cock.

“Yeah, you do.” Withdrawing his fingers, Percy took care of rolling on the condom and slicking himself.

“Yes.” Relief laced my voice. I wasn’t known for patience at the best of times, and it had been a long couple of weeks daydreaming about doing this with Percy. “Please. Now.”

“Please, what?” The laziness was back even as he lined up behind me.

“Please.” I hesitated, unsure what game he was playing, but then I remembered how much he liked the sound of his name last time. “Please, Percy.”

“That’s it.” Percy teased me with the head of his cock. “Show me how ready you are.”

The order allowed me to go at my own pace, which I appreciated. I rocked against his blunt cockhead, letting it slowly stretch my rim. Percy had been extra generous with the lube, which helped. His cock was wide, but the weight of it felt so good filling me up. Moaning, I pushed back more.

“Holy fuck.” I gasped when his cockhead slid over my prostate for the first time.

“Good?” Percy’s voice was a low, seductive whisper as he stroked my sides. “Want better?”

“Yeah.” I was happy to follow that voice any damn where. Plus, I had a thing for the way Percy liked to manhandle me. I wasn’t a small guy, but Percy was stronger than his lean frame would suggest. He used that strength and height advantage to arrange us both on our knees, me in his lap, my back pressed to his chest. He wrapped his arms securely around me, one hand settling on my dick. I’d only ever seen this position in porn, but it was my new favorite thing on earth. “Oh, that’s good.”

“Told you.” Percy nipped at my neck and jacked my cock with a slow, practiced grip. The position limited my range of motion but allowed Percy to nail my spot with every thrust. It didn’t take long before I was writhing against his tight hold, taking everything he wanted to offer.

“More. Please.”

“This?” Percy sped up his thrusts, pulling me into him, creating the most intense prostate pressure, damn near guaranteeing I was going to come soon.

“Yes. Yes. Percy.”

“That’s it. Say my name.” He rewarded me with faster stroking of my cock as he pounded me from below. “Gonna get me off the way you beg so sweetly.”

“Please. Please come with me.” Simultaneous orgasms were a porn staple, but not in my real-world experience. However, Percy made such a feat seem not only possible but probable.

“Yeah. Wanna feel you come on this cock.” Percy rubbed his rough thumb across my cockhead on his next stroke. That, combined with the command in his tone, had me bucking against him as come bubbled up out of my cock, running down his fist.

“I’m there.” I rode the orgasm out, moving hard and fast with him, using those internal muscles again to extend both our pleasure. “Percy.”

“Fuck. Goddamn. Here it comes.” Apparently, my squeezing did the trick because a few more clenches and Percy hammered hard as he came. He thrust twice more, then simply held me for what felt like an eternity, stroking my chest and whispering nonsense words of praise. The slow float back to earth was galaxies better than the abrupt ending last time, and I luxuriated against him until he gently untangled us to take care of the condom and pass me the towel.

“Well, that was fucking amazing.” I collapsed back on my pillow, gazing up at him.

“Or amazing fucking.” Still on his knees, he returned my gaze, head tilting to one side. “What?”

“Waiting for you to dash toward the door.” I chuckled but let my pointed look do the talking.

“I was a bit…hurried last time. Sorry.” Moving with far less certainty than usual, Percy gingerly stretched out next to me. “Didn’t mean to make you feel bad.”

“If you want to be friends and have more of these benefits, act like it.” Apparently, the sex had made me bolder. I also really did want more of this. If he wanted to be running buddies or whatever else, I was game, but I would demand certain minimum standards.

“Point taken.” Percy rolled onto his elbow before brushing the hair off my face. “And I’m in no hurry.”

“No?” I grinned at him. “Stick around, see if we can manage a round two?”

“That’s gonna take more than five minutes for me.” He groaned, and I waited for the excuse, but to my shock, he lay back on the other pillow, hands behind his head, comfortable as could be. “Maybe we could order food?”

“How do you feel about spice?” I asked, using his trick of sounding disinterested when inside, I wanted to dance around at how easily he’d adopted my suggestion of staying.

“Generally, the more, the better, but I wanna be able to feel my tongue for that round two.” He leered over at me.

“I found a local place with amazing Szechuan Chinese.” I made no move to find my phone, which was likely on the floor in my shorts somewhere. “How about we order some food in a bit, and I’ll show you this first-person shooter game Soren has me hooked on.”

I’d noted the gaming console in Percy’s living room last time while blowing him, so I was hopeful he was a fellow casual gamer.

“Sounds great. Warning you, though, I’m pretty competitive.”

“You think I’m not?” I sat up precisely so I could stare him down.

“Look at you all cocky.” Percy chuckled, more of that unexpected fondness from him. “Bring it on.”