“Odd. For a second there, you looked familiar.” Thomas shrugged. “I have to be going. It was nice seeing you again…Theo. I don’t suppose you’d…” He glanced at Wills, who was wearing that flat, cold look. “No, I suppose not. Ah, well. Good evening, gentlemen.”
The door closed quietly behind him. I went to it and locked it.
“That was odd.”
“What was?” The cold look was fading from Wills’s face.
“I met someone who thought he’d seen me before, you met someone who thought he’d seen you before, and both in the same day. How often does that happen?”
“Yeah. Well, they say we all have a double somewhere in the world.” He slid his arm around my shoulders and urged me toward the stairs. “Are you going to call Connor and tell him you won’t be able to meet him at the Ball?”
“Yeah, I think I’d better. It’s the right thing to do.” I had my arm around his waist.
“You think so?”
“Yeah. The guy I live with is big on that.” I lowered my hand and ran my palm over his ass. “He’s a good influence on me that way.”
“I’m glad to hear it, babe.” His smile was happy. “Why don’t you make that call, and I’ll see what we’ve got in the cupboard.”
Connor was disappointed, but I promised to meet him before he had to leave.
“Make sure you so, Sweetcheeks. It’s really important.”
“Why don’t you just tell me over the phone then?”
“I…I can’t.” His voice lowered. “I’m not alone.”
“Okay, how about…”
“I have to go now. Call me when you have a minute. I’ll be here until the end of the month.”
“Okay. Bye—” I was talking to a dial tone. I shrugged and walked into the kitchen, where Wills was scrubbing a couple of potatoes. “Did you find anything you liked?”
He grinned at me over his shoulder. “You.”
I kissed his cheek. It was a little rough with his evening beard. “I mean for dinner.”
“I thought something simple. Steak, baked potatoes, salad.”
“Sounds good.”
“Were you able to get that squared away with Connor?”
“Not really. He wants to talk to me, but he won’t over the phone.” I took a bottle of wine from the cooler and poured us both a glass. “I don’t know, babe; he was so antsy. I hope the guy he’s with isn’t a nut job.”
There was a thoughtful look on Wills’s face. “Anything I can do to help?” He sliced the potatoes in two, sprinkled them with sea salt, and put them in the oven.
“Thanks, babe, but I don’t think so. I’ll give him a call on Monday and set something up.”
“Okay. But if you need me to do anything…”
“I know.” I kissed the corner of his mouth. “Why don’t I go set the table?”
He stopped me from moving. “There’s plenty of time. Wanna fool around a little?” And there was that half grin again.
We wound up fooling around a lot.
The feel of a hot, wet mouth on my cock roused me up through layers of consciousness. I hovered there, unsure if this was a dream or reality, but wallowing in each sensation. The mouth withdrew, and I moaned and arched up, trying to follow it. “No!”
“I’m not going anywhere, babe.” My lover’s voice was still husky from sleep. Skilled fingers rolled a condom onto my cock, and I came fully awake at the feel of it being engulfed by his body.
I opened my eyes. Wills was crouched above me, his ass nestled against my groin. His inner muscles clenched and relaxed, caressing the length of my cock within him.
“Jesus!”
“No, William.” He grinned, his teeth a flash of white in the dim bedroom, and he began to move. He rose up until just the crown of my cock remained inside him, and then he slowly sank down. The rhythm was slow and easy.
“Oh God, Wills! Are you trying to kill me?”
He gave a huff of laughter. “That would be a waste of a very fine body.”
I petted his thighs. The muscles bunched as he raised and lowered himself, impaling himself on my cock again and again. “Such fine muscles.” I reached between us and ran a fingertip over the spot where we were joined. It was slick from the lube he’d used to prepare himself.
I pressed harder, my finger sliding a little way in, and he gasped and bowed his head. His cock was like a brand of fire across my abdomen. He leaned forward and licked and nipped my neck.
I arched up, driving both my cock and my finger deeper into him, and he shivered.
“I love how it feels with you inside me, babe.”
“Tell me.”
He raised his head and met my eyes. “You’re so hot and hard. You fill me up. And when you nail my hot spot…” He shuddered and whimpered as I arched up again and did just that.
I brought my other hand up and caressed his face. “I love how it feels with you surrounding me, Wills. You’re so hot and tight. I wish I could feel you without this barrier between us. I’d fuck you so deep and so hard, you’d be able to taste my come on your tongue.”