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DAMIEN

THE FOLLOWING NIGHT

S ilas was supposed to be here an hour ago. Where is he?

Maybe he’d changed his mind? Maybe he wasn’t coming?

I wanted to text him, but hesitated, realizing that I was acting like a possessed fool.

Instead, I paced my living room, trying to calm myself down.

That didn’t work, so I sat down and turned on the TV for distraction.

My knees bobbed up and down like I was sitting in the sin bin, waiting for that glorious moment of freedom, ready to hit the ice.

He’ll be here. He wants this as much as I do.

Still, waiting on him had me unsettled. I was never obsessed with anyone I was having sex with, not even Eloise.

Sex was a good time, but nothing more than that.

Our entire relationship always felt… comfortable.

She seemed like a perfect fit for me. At least, on paper.

There was no intense push and pull, no magnetic spark, no raw discovery.

Nothing like I was experiencing with Silas.

A year into my relationship with Eloise and I suggested she move in with me.

Her response was “Not until I’m your wife” and I said “Okay, let’s get married.

” That was it. But even that was more about convenience than a need.

Which didn’t say much for my self-awareness at the time.

And probably why our relationship unraveled so quickly after my injury.

There was nothing to fight for.

But Silas? Nothing prepared me for him.

For a connection that rocked my entire world to the core.

I was taking risks like I hadn’t done in years and loving every minute.

That phone call last night? Bar down, the hottest sex of my life.

And if I didn’t get my hands on him in the next thirty minutes, I was going to get in my car and go looking for him.

That’s how far gone I was, counting down the seconds like I had in that championship final, anticipation riding me hard.

I heard the rumbling of an engine and vaulted to my feet, racing for the door.

Eager much? Jesus, Damien, calm yourself. You’re acting a fool.

A fool about to get fucked…

The very idea had my cock chubbing up in record time.

I watched as Silas’s truck came to a stop in my driveway.

He turned the engine off, slipped out of the cab, and stalked up the entryway.

He glanced up and spotted me, his expression feral.

I’d never been on the receiving end of such heated determination before.

Every nerve ending in my body lit up. It was like Silas could see all of me, everything I needed, without me having to say a word.

Next thing I knew I was backed against my door, and we were kissing like our lives depended on it.

Forget the phone sex last night. This, Silas’s mouth on mine, this was the best sex of my life.

“You’re late,” I whispered.

“No.” Silas punctuated the word with another possessive kiss. “I’m right on time, baby.”

“Cheesy.”

“But true.”

I smiled at him, and he moved suddenly, manhandling me until we were inside the house. I heard a door slam but don’t ask me if I was the one who closed it. I was too wrapped up in getting my hands all over Silas, pulling at his jacket, urging him to get it off. I needed him naked. Now.

“Too many clothes,” I growled as we stumbled down the hallway, unable to keep our hands off each other.

“Look who’s talking.”

“How about I give you a key for next time?” I suggested. “I’ll be ready and waiting in bed.”

Silas’s grip around my waist tightened.

“I can drop by anytime I want?”

“Anytime.”

“Fucking hell, Damien.”

“Is that a yes?” I teased.

“What do you think?”

Silas rocked his hips against mine, and when I felt how hard he was, I let out a filthy moan. His hands squeezed my ass, then slid under the denim, cupping my cheeks. God, his callused hands on my skin felt amazing.

“Commando?” he chuckled.

“I’m taking a play from your book.”

His finger teased my crease, making me shudder, and I pushed my ass back, eager for more.

“Mmm, I like this role reversal. What else can I teach you?” Silas asked, his hot breath teasing my lips.

So close and not close enough.

“Everything.”

“Cheesy,” he quipped and gave me a wicked grin.

“But true,” I repeated.

“Take these sexy jeans off.”

I reached for my zipper, undoing it slowly, then pushed the jeans down my hips, until they puddled on the floor. I stepped out of them as Silas kneeled in front of me. My cock slapped against my stomach, so fucking hard that it was painful.

“Turn around,” he demanded.

I shifted to face the wall, my hands meeting cool wood, as I spread my legs and offered my ass to him.

I’d prepared for tonight, googling everything I could find on bottoming for the first time.

And when Silas’s warm hands slid up my thighs, making me quake all over, I was so fucking grateful for the prep.

“Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you are?” Silas rasped, his hands cupping my ass, spreading my cheeks. “I have to keep reminding myself that this is real.”

There was no mistaking the raw hunger in his voice. I felt the exact same way.

“Silas, please?—”

“Please what?” he asked, rubbing his beard over my skin.

“Touch me.”

“I am.”

He massaged my cheeks, spreading them apart. I began to shake with need, dropping my forehead to rest on the wall.

“More. Please.”

“Tell me,” he demanded. “Tell me what you want.”

I all but screamed in frustration.

“Get your tongue in my ass.”

There was no hiding the passion in my demand. I needed this, I needed him.

“Go on,” Silas urged, giving my skin a teasing lick.

It was so much and yet, not enough. I pushed my ass back, desperate to feel his tongue all over me.

“Suck my hole.”

I’d never been so vocal about what I needed when it came to sex. Or so in tune with my body. There was no hesitation. Every sexy, dirty scenario I could think of, I wanted to explore with him.

Silas’s tongue slid over my taint, and my legs locked up. And when he licked a path over my hole, shoving his face between my cheeks, I started to shake all over. There was so much pleasure, almost too much, as he licked and sucked, then pushed the tip of his tongue inside me.

“Damien, you taste… Fuck, you’re all mine. You know that, right?”

“Yes.”

“You only give this to me.”

“Yes, yes,” I croaked. “Please, don’t stop.”

Silas ate at my hole, licking, sucking, then fucking me with his tongue.

My balls ached and my cock leaked pre-cum all over the wall.

I locked my arms and rocked my hips, pushing back, riding his face with abandon, hardly recognizing the husky groans and pleas coming out of my mouth, floating in a pleasure haze that went beyond fucking.

I looked over my shoulder, and seeing Silas on his knees, his face buried in my ass, was too much. My climax was about to unleash.

“Silas, please. I need?—”

“What, baby? What do you need?”

“You. I need you inside me. Fuck me.”

Silas snuck a hand between my legs and began to stroke me off. No. Too soon, I was going to come.

“Bed,” I moaned. “Bedroom… lube.”

Silas gave my hole one last lick and pulled back, leaving me aching, empty. Part of me wanted to protest, but then he swatted my ass, hard, and ran off towards my bedroom. After the initial shock, I pushed off the wall and chased him down the hallway.

“You better finish what you started,” I called out.

I turned the corner, and he was there, standing at the foot of my bed, like he’d always been there. It wasn’t only my dick that ached like a motherfucker, but my heart too.

“You know that I always play hard, Damien. Right to the end.”

He stepped out of his jeans and threw his T-shirt aside, and fuck, I mapped every inch of his sexy body with my eyes. I reached for him, cupping his face, claiming his lips, tasting myself on his tongue.

We moved in sync, towards the bed, and I found myself flat on my back, legs in the air. Silas pushed my knees to my chest and lowered his head again.

“Fuck,” I whispered.

“Fuck is right,” he replied, flicking my hole with his tongue. “I’m not going to eat your hole; I’m going to fuck it full of my cum.”

“Oh God, Silas.”

I pushed my ass up, desperate for him. His responding chuckle hit me right in the balls.

“Lie back, baby,” Silas whispered. “It’s gonna be so good, I promise.”

I reached for him, sliding my hands through all that silky hair.

He grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them wide, and feasted on me.

I’d never been consumed like that before.

He licked the rim of my hole, then speared me with his tongue, fucking me with it.

All I could do was ride the intense wave of pleasure, and when he slid the tip of his callused finger over my hole, I wanted more.

“Yes, do it.”

I heard a click, the snap of the lube cap. Silas worked one slick finger inside me, and the burn of penetration felt so good.

“Did you play with your ass today?” he asked.

I nodded. I’d taken a drive to Burlington, to a store on the outskirts of town, so I could make some purchases including a dildo and more lube. There was no way I could take Silas’s monster cock for the first time without prepping.

“Check out the nightstand.”

Silas yanked on the drawer and pulled out my new dildo. Maybe next time I could ride it while sucking him off…

“You’re not the only one who likes toys,” I added. “I’m calling him Rufus.”

Silas’s sudden bark of laughter had me smiling so wide my face hurt.

“You know about that ridiculous nickname?” He chuckled, leaning back in to kiss my thigh.

“Of course. I pay attention when it comes to you.”

Silas gave me a wicked grin. “Aw, Coach, does that mean I’m your favorite?”

“No question.”

It didn’t matter that he was my student, my player. Off limits. I didn’t care. There was no doubt that he was mine.

Silas put the toy back in the drawer and crawled up over me, until we were face-to-face, his lips hovering over mine, connected head to toe.

So close, but too far away. I reached for him, the kiss long and deep, his tongue sliding over mine, the taste of passion so heady I was trembling again.

And when his hard cock brushed against mine, I knew that I couldn’t wait anymore.

“We go slow, all right?” Silas whispered.

“Not too slow.”

“Damien.”

“Stop teasing me. I know what I want.”

Silas leaned back and reached for the lube. I spread my legs, holding onto my knees, offering my hole to him. Silas stared at me for one hungry second, then closed his eyes, like he was fighting for control.

“Baby?” I asked.

“Give me a sec, Damien,” he bit out and reached down, gripping the base of his cock. “Christ, I almost came.”

I was the one he wanted, the one who pushed him to his limit. Me.

“I like that,” I whispered.

He shook his head and licked his lips. “You’re the one who’s trouble.”

Silas reached for the lube, pouring a generous amount into his palm. With his hand slicked up, he traced a finger over my hole and damn, I was greedy for it.

“Do it. Please.”

Slowly, he pushed the tip of his finger inside me. There was pain mixed with the pleasure, but pleasure won out. I moaned so loud I didn’t even recognize myself. I’d never felt so full, and yet it wasn’t enough.

“Keep going,” I urged, wanting so much, wanting more.

Silas slid another finger inside me. He moved in and out, fucking me like we had all the time in the world. It was so damn good that I couldn’t help but writhe and beg for more.

“I’m ready.”

“Not yet.”

Silas added a third finger, and that’s when the burn became intense. Leaning forward, he slid his free hand around my cock and stroked me off. I didn’t know what I wanted more of: his hand on my dick or his cock in my ass. When he crooked his fingers and pressed on my prostate, I had my answer.

All of it. I was greedy for all the pleasure.

“Yes, fuck yes.”

“Baby.”

I wasn’t going to last long. Silas was going to wreck me, that I knew for sure.

“Fuck me now,” I moaned. “Please.”

He withdrew his fingers, and I protested the emptiness. I watched as he slicked up his dick and fought like hell for my control.

“I’m gonna make you mine, Damien.”

I shivered in response as his promise became my reality. He took hold of my legs and draping them over his shoulders, pressing his cock to my hole. The entire time we stared at each other, unable to look away, like neither of us could believe this was happening.

Inch by inch, he worked his big cock inside me. I was so full, and yet it wasn’t enough. Silas pumped his hips and pushed all the way inside me, and my eyes rolled back in my head.

“Oh God,” I moaned as I dug my heels into his back. “Don’t stop. Please.”

“Damien.”

He was shaking hard as he pushed all the way inside me, holding on tight to his control.

“I’m good. I swear,” I pleaded. “Don’t hold back.”

Silas gripped my ass cheeks and thrust into me, slowly at first, letting me adjust. I clawed at the bedsheets and rocked my hips, trying to take more of him, showing him that I was ready for all the fucking.

“Bossy,” Silas teased.

“Fucking right.”

He dug his knees into the mattress, and lifted my ass, rutting into me, harder, faster, taking complete ownership of my body.

I was totally at his mercy in this position, and when every thrust of his cock nailed my prostate, sparks of pleasure raced up and down my body.

All I could do was hold on and ride the incredible wave.

“So good,” Silas panted. “You’re mine. Only mine.”

“Yes.”

“You belong to me.”

“Yes, baby, yes.”

He snuck one hand around to tease my cock, stroking me off in time with his thrusts.

He was all over me, inside me, and I couldn’t get enough.

The room echoed with the sound of our moans and grunts as we clawed at each other, desperate to come.

The bed groaned and I wondered if the whole thing would collapse underneath us.

My climax was building so fast and sharp that I knew I wasn’t going to last.

“You ready?” He groaned. “I’m gonna fill your tight hole with my cum.”

“Give it to me.”

Silas finally let loose, gripping my thighs and pummeling my ass, fucking me like a man possessed. I was as gone as he was, trying to get him as deep inside me as he could get.

“Oh fuck, I’m coming.” Silas’s body locked up tight, his neck and forearms rigid. “Damien!”

Hot cum flooded my ass as he continued fucking me. All it took was one more thrust and I slipped over the edge and joined him, the orgasm completely annihilating me, every nerve ending firing at once. My legs finally slipped off his shoulders, and I wrapped them around his waist.

“You okay?” Silas asked me.

“The… bed,” I panted.

“What about it?”

“Still… not… broken.”

Silas chuckled and kissed me.

“Is that a challenge?”

“Are you a hockey player?”