Scoring in Cedarwood Page 11

  Dane groaned. “Then what are we talking for?”

  “My sentiments exactly. Drive.” He squeezed Dane’s thigh. “Take me home.”

  Dane drove across town, and any thoughts of the coalition disappeared. The only thing on his mind was Tanner. He barely remembered speeding through Cedarwood or pulling into the driveway. He’d parked and shut down the engine, despite not realizing how he’d gotten there. The second he stood in the kitchen with Tanner, he knew where he was and what he wanted to do. He threw his bag on the counter and abandoned his jacket. Tanner left his duffel on the floor then laced his arms around Dane.

  Dane grunted. His back connected with the counter and dug into his skin. The momentary pain didn’t bother him. He’d rather have Tanner. He feasted on Tanner’s mouth, tangling his tongue with his lover’s. Heat shimmered within him.

  Tanner slid his hands along Dane’s chest, then sides. Within seconds, he opened Dane’s shirt. Buttons from the garment shot across the room and landed on the tile floor. The sound of tearing fabric seemed more like a roar. Cool air kissed Dane’s chest.

  Dane panted. “Fuck.”

  “Yes.” Tanner nibbled along Dane’s throat and palmed his chest. He caressed Dane, bringing a moan from within him. He scraped his teeth along Dane’s neck. “Love what I see.”

  He stuffed his hands into Tanner’s back pockets and squeezed. “Do you?” He’d fallen hard for Tanner. No other man affected him this way. He wasn’t sure what to think, but he’d go along for the ride. He rubbed the bulge in his trousers against the one in Tanner’s jeans.

  “Nice.” Tanner bit the soft spot on Dane’s shoulder where it connected to his neck.

  Dane almost stopped him. He hated having marks on his body. It wasn’t professional to show up with a hickey. Yet, he wore collared shirts. If Tanner had to leave a blemish, it could be covered. He tipped his head back, giving Tanner more access.

  “God, you’re pretty.” Tanner opened Dane’s shirt. He dragged his fingers down Dane’s chest until he caressed Dane’s belly button. “I thought about you today. I imagined you were in the stands. You watched me play and cheered me on. Knowing you were there made me want to do better.” He dropped to his knees. “To please you.”

  “I wish I had been.” Dane gasped. He held on to the back of Tanner’s head. “Tanner.”

  “You doubt me?” Tanner grinned. “I played like you were there—even if you watched the app.” He opened Dane’s trousers. Within seconds, he’d parted the fabric and shoved both the pants and Dane’s boxer briefs down his thighs, exposing Dane’s cock.

  “I did watch you,” Dane managed. He couldn’t think straight. “On the app.” Had he just repeated what Tanner had said? He wasn’t sure.

  “Yeah? Like I thought?” Tanner curled his fingers around Dane’s shaft and stroked. He moved slow, then picked up speed. “Did you ogle my ass?”

  Jesus. Tanner wanted coherent answers. “Yeah. Your ass is hard to miss in those pants.”

  Tanner brushed the blunt head of Dane’s erection across his lips, teasing Dane. He continued the slow strokes. “You like a guy in uniform?”

  “Just you.” He couldn’t form the rest of his sentence. He widened his stance and pushed his cock in Tanner’s direction.

  “I knew it.” Tanner chuckled then swallowed Dane to the root.

  Dane caressed Tanner’s head. The man was pretty on his knees. He felt good around Dane’s dick, too. Dane blew out a ragged breath. Tanner consumed him—he took everything Dane had and forced him to be stronger. Tanner’s eyes shimmered as he bobbed his head. He met Dane’s gaze. Was he humming? Dane tried to listen, but he felt the vibrations to his core. He slid his fingers into Tanner’s hair and guided him. The thrill of being with Tanner combined with the freedom to be himself. The power surged within him. His nerve endings buzzed. He needed the counter for support.

  Tanner fondled Dane’s balls while setting a steady cadence. He flattened his tongue along the underside of Dane’s shaft, sending a fresh wave of excitement through Dane. The humming continued.

  Dane whimpered. He tipped his head back. “Fuck.”

  Tanner moved to Dane’s balls. His hair tickled Dane’s thigh. He rubbed his nose along Dane’s shaft. The combination of sensations turned Dane’s thoughts to mush. He couldn’t concentrate on anything besides Tanner and what he did to his body.

  Christ, he was sensitive. He gritted his teeth and pumped his hips. Dane moved on instinct. The need to be inside Tanner—after he came—overwhelmed him. The pressure of the day had been at the highest level, but Tanner had figured out how to relax Dane. He panted, trying to catch the breath Tanner kept stealing.

  Tanner sucked both of Dane’s balls into his mouth. He glanced up at Dane. Longing and want sparkled in his eyes.

  “Jesus.” Everything within Dane tensed. The climax built low in his belly. The intensity within him increased. His instincts took over and he lost himself in the act of being with Tanner.

  Tanner let go long enough to gasp. “Yes.” He sucked Dane’s cock once more and with abandon. He pushed to the root then pulled most of the way out before going deep again.

  Dane’s resistance shattered. He groaned and the sound seemed so loud in the room. He jammed his dick between Tanner’s lips. There was no more holding back the heat in his body or the orgasm. He drove hard and filled Tanner’s mouth. A shiver ran the length of his spine. His knees weakened.

  Tanner remained tight to Dane. He swallowed everything Dane gave him and bobbed a few more times before finally sitting back on his heels. He grinned. Without a word, he stood and kissed Dane.

  The taste of his orgasm exploded on Dane’s tongue. The saltiness was odd but good. He clung to Tanner. “We should go upstairs.”

  “To your room?” Tanner’s eyes flashed. “Dane?”

  “Why not?”

  Tanner cupped his jaw. “I want to be an us. I know it’s fast, but I don’t do casual.”

  “I don’t do casual, either.” Dane paused. “Aren’t we already a couple?” He’d decided they were after the first time they’d fucked.

  “In public?” Tanner asked. “We’ll figure something out with the team. I don’t want to let go of what we’ve got.”

  Dane kept his forehead against Tanner’s. “Devlin gave us his blessing.” Not that they needed it. Fuck anyone who wanted to keep them apart.

  “What a guy,” Tanner murmured. He kissed Dane. “Yes.”

  “Devlin’s an asshole, but I won’t complain.” He brushed his nose along Tanner’s. He kept thinking about the barbecue. Going public didn’t worry him. The chance Tanner could be hurt at the stadium or anywhere else doing events around town did. Then again, he hoped the teammates understood. “What about the guys on the team?”

  “They don’t mind what I do.” He kissed Dane again. “And those who do can kiss my ass. The guys who invited me to their get-together knew I’m gay before they invited me.”

  “It’s my job to kiss your ass.”

  “It is,” Tanner said, his voice low.

  “You’re not worried about…” Dane couldn’t say the group’s name. “At all?”

  Tanner shrugged. “I’m worried—I won’t lie. I don’t want to be attacked or have my property defaced, but I’m tired of backing down. Besides, you and I are stronger together. Hell, the gay community needs to pull together. We’re like everyone else and should start acting the part. Stop being scared.”

  “You’re right,” Dane said. “But you’re not like everyone else.”

  “I’m not?”

  “You’re hotter.” And his.

  “Thank you.” Tanner blushed. “You’re pretty sexy, too.”

  “Now, let’s go upstairs.” He tugged his pants up with one hand and grabbed Tanner’s hand with the other. He led his lover upstairs to his bedroom. Life had leveled out for a change and he wasn’t about to let this moment pass him by. He had a hot man in his bed and peace.

  Chapter Eight

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p; Bringing a lover to his inner sanctum at home wasn’t Dane’s style, but Tanner kept encouraging him to break the rules. Why had the rules been there in the first place? To keep Tanner out? Fat lot of good that had done. Hell, pushing him away seemed to force Dane to admit he wanted the man. Now he wasn’t ready to ever let him go.

  Dane pinned Tanner to the bedpost, drawing a gasp from deep within him. He smashed his mouth on Tanner’s. Sweet and slow could wait for another day. He needed his man. Without breaking the kiss, he opened Tanner’s pants.

  Tanner wrenched his mouth free and panted. “Fuck. Love when you’re in control.”

  He cupped Tanner’s face in both hands and kissed him. “Can’t get enough of you.” He let go long enough to shove Tanner’s shirt up to expose his belly. No matter where he touched, he found raw muscle and lean strength in Tanner.

  Tanner yanked the garment over his head, then tossed the shirt out of the way. “Better.”

  “Much.” He wrapped his hand around the back of Tanner’s neck as he kissed him again. He’d never get enough of tasting his lover. His groin bumped against Tanner’s, sending heat through Dane’s body.

  “Take your shirt off.” Tanner fumbled with the hem of Dane’s shirt.

  Dane backed away and wriggled free of the garment. The cool air in the room did little to reduce his fever. But he preferred being with Tanner without barriers.

  “Damn.” Tanner leaned forward and sucked on one of Dane’s nipples.

  “Yes, baby.” Dane caressed Tanner’s head and basked in the painful pleasure each time Tanner raked his teeth across his nipple.

  With deft movements, Tanner fondled Dane and got him hard. He tugged and stroked, pushing Dane toward release.

  Dane groaned. They should slow down, but how? He knew only one speed—Mach five. He dropped to his knees. Tanner had blown him before and this was his turn. Besides, he couldn’t wait to taste Tanner. He removed his lover’s dick from behind his jeans.

  “Shit.” Tanner threaded his fingers in Dane’s hair. “Mark yourself. Show me you belong to me.”

  He drew a line across his lips with the blunt head of Tanner’s erection. Precum slickened his path. He glanced up at Tanner. The hunger in his boyfriend’s eyes spurred him on. He gave in to the desire to lick, suck and nibble all over Tanner’s cock. He traced the lines of the veins with his tongue, then smeared precum across his mouth before going deep. He swallowed Tanner to the back of his throat. Freedom bubbled within him. He could be himself with this man.

  “Jesus God.” Tanner guided him and rocked his hips. “We need to be bare.” He tipped his head back. “Fuck. I want you inside me.” He pushed harder. “Can’t think straight.”

  “That’s the point,” Dane said between thrusts.

  “No.” Tanner nudged Dane away. “Naked now.” He stripped out of the rest of his clothes in seconds then flopped onto the bed. “I can’t wait.”

  “You want everything.” Dane took more time disrobing but only because he wanted to keep Tanner on the edge.

  “You’re teasing me,” Tanner said.

  He tossed his discarded clothing into the hamper then rounded the bed. He said nothing as he crawled on top of Tanner. He settled between Tanner’s legs and wriggled his ass. He loved dual cock sucking. Hopefully Tanner did, too.

  “Yes.” Tanner guided Dane’s erection into his mouth. He bobbed his head in time with Dane’s touch.

  Pleasure rolled through Dane in waves. He panted before going deep again. He punctuated his licks with taps against Tanner’s asshole.

  Tanner grunted and said something Dane couldn’t understand. Dane didn’t care. All he wanted to do was please Tanner. The man sure knew how to please him, too. He rolled his hips, fucking Tanner’s mouth. They moved in perfect rhythm and pushed Dane closer to coming apart. He scratched his fingernail across Tanner’s pucker of skin.

  Tanner let go of his dick with a pop. “Fuck. That’s… I… Wait.”

  “For what?” Dane braced on his forearms and knees. He glanced back at Tanner. “Why?”

  “Need a rubber and lube,” Tanner bit out.

  “You’re right.” Dane left Tanner long enough to retrieve the needed supplies. “We’ll go without rubbers eventually.” Right now, they had to be safe.

  “I know.” Tanner stroked himself. “You make waiting hard.”

  Dane kept the lube in hand but tossed the condom onto the bed. He knelt at the edge of the mattress and folded Tanner in half. “Have I ever told you how much I like your asshole?”

  “No, you haven’t.” Tanner held on to his knees. “Open me.”

  Dane dribbled lube between his lover’s ass cheeks. He preferred to go slowly for this. If he nudged too hard or went too fast, he could hurt Tanner. He splayed his right hand on Tanner’s belly and speared the index finger of his left hand into Tanner.

  “Aw, fuck.” Tanner grunted. “Dane.”

  He pushed to the hilt then began working his digit in and out of Tanner.

  “Yes.” Tanner rocked on Dane’s finger. “More.”

  He added more lube and a second digit. Slowly, he opened Tanner. “Relax. I’m here. I won’t hurt you.”

  “I know,” Tanner whimpered. “Need more. Yes, yes. Dane, fuck me.” He tensed around Dane’s fingers. “Please?”

  “I will.” He continued the rhythm, in and out. Going deep then pulling most of the way back. He wanted to be sure Tanner was ready.

  Tanner wrapped his hand around his erection. “I’m so close. I want to come.”

  “Not until I do.” Dane pushed a couple more times before he withdrew his fingers. “You’re ahead of me.”

  “Hurry up.” Tanner groaned again. He planted his feet on the mattress.

  Dane stood. He wiped his slick fingers on his thigh before he opened the condom wrapper. He kept his gaze fixed on Tanner’s as he sheathed himself.

  “Yes.” Tanner reached for Dane.

  He lined his dick up with Tanner’s hole and folded Tanner in half again. He needed to look his lover in the eye while they made love. He wanted to drown in the desire in Tanner’s gaze. As he leaned over and drove to the hilt into Tanner, he kissed him.

  “Yes,” Tanner whispered between kisses. “Need this…need you.” He palmed the back of Dane’s neck. Forehead to forehead, groin to groin—they moved as one being. Dane kissed him again.

  Any words Dane might have wanted to say evaporated. All he could do was experience Tanner. They fit together, but damn, Tanner was tight. He pushed deep again and paused.

  “Fuck. I’m full.” Bliss shimmered on Tanner’s face. He offered Dane a lazy smile and gazed up at him from heavy-lidded eyes. He held on to Dane’s wrists.

  Dane moved on instinct. He set the pace in seconds and lost himself in the thrill of fucking this beautiful man. He couldn’t think straight. His knees wobbled and he trembled. The whole world melted away except for Tanner. He gave in to the feral need to claim him. Skin slapped skin and the sound of their grunts filled the room.

  Tanner panted. His brow furrowed. “Dane.”

  “Stroke yourself,” Dane shouted. He hadn’t intended to be so loud, but his own heartbeat thundered in his ears. “Come with me.”

  Tanner nodded and used both hands to masturbate himself. He caught Dane’s rhythm. Once again, they were like one body.

  The heat overwhelmed Dane. His skin sizzled and he couldn’t breathe. He moved faster and his actions turned feral. He collided with Tanner. Despite his attempts to be gentle, he dug his fingers into Tanner’s hips. He gritted his teeth.

  Tanner’s skin reddened from his forehead to his chest. His nipples beaded and the cords stuck out in his neck. He arched his back. “God damn it.” A shiver wracked his body as he came. Cum shot across Dane’s chest. He tensed. “Dane.”

  Dane smothered the grin. He liked Tanner being reduced to one-word sentences. He pistoned into Tanner. The orgasm overwhelmed him. He moaned and slammed into his lover. Within seconds, he filled the condom. He
slumped forward. Tanner offered a lazy smile. The heat in Tanner’s touch and longing in his eyes were too much for Dane. “You’re dangerous.”

  “I am?” Tanner batted his lashes. “Not me.”

  “You’re addictive, too.”

  Tanner kept his hands around Dane’s wrists. “I try.”

  “You succeed.” He basked in the post-sex glow and kept his dick in Tanner a bit longer.

  “So we’re doing this?” Tanner asked.

  Dane nodded. He had no doubts. Plus, he was still in Tanner’s ass.

  “Good. I hate sleeping alone and you’re too sexy not to touch.” Tanner writhed beneath Dane. “I’m so staying here tonight.”

  Dane pulled out of Tanner and removed the condom. He was at ease with his decision to pursue Tanner. He’d found his heart. Tanner was the best thing to happen to him. Yes, things were new, but he trusted Tanner and, most of all, his gut. “You’d better stay with me.”

  “I kind of have to… You’re my sponsor.” Tanner raked his nails down Dane’s chest. “And I’d like you to fuck me again.”

  “I will.” He tossed the used rubber in the waste bin then stretched out beside Tanner. He liked the newfound confidence but worried he’d overstep. “You don’t have to move into my room—if you don’t want to.”

  Tanner rolled onto his side and placed his finger over Dane’s mouth. “I’m staying tonight and won’t go until I have to get to the stadium for the game tomorrow. As for my room, you’re making a mess of what you want to say, but I understand. I’m welcome here, but you’re giving me space, too.”

  “Yes.” Good thing someone understood him. He breathed in the scent of Tanner. Sleepiness hit him hard, despite the desire to shower. Instead, he relaxed with his boyfriend.

  “’Night, Doctor.”

  He kissed Tanner’s shoulder then wrapped his arms around him. “Good night.” Now that he had a good person in his life and bed, he looked forward to the future.

  * * * *

  Throughout the next day, Tanner mused over Dane’s decision to be a couple and the way Dane spoke to him. The Foxy persona didn’t matter. Dane accepted him on his own merits. Dane had insisted on driving him to the stadium that morning. Being protected and cherished worked for Tanner. He finally felt insulated. Let the coalition attack. He was ready.