A Perfect Passion (10 page)

“
Oh my God, you were a fucking beast, so incredible!”

“You weren’t so damn bad yoursel
f.” I laugh. “Fucking amazing, actually.”

He turns to
face me and I kiss him. “Let’s go upstairs, where you belong…in my bed.”

He
gives me that saucy sweet grin and we both walk naked upstairs and crawl into our bed.

Chapter Eighteen

I thread my fingers through
the hair that trails down Dax’s back. He’s beautiful when he’s sleeping. All night long, we snuggled up next to one another, it was comforting and so secure. This is the way things are meant to be. I knew one day I would find someone who made me feel this way. There never was anything carved in stone during my relationship with my ex-wife, or even Aaron. Dax is the one for me, I just didn’t know it. You know what they say about everything happening for a reason; well that’s how it is with Dax and I. We had to both travel our own separate paths to get to this place and this very moment right now.

I haven’t heard anything else from Aaron
, I definitely don’t miss him. I still wonder what causes a person to snap the way he did. The last I’d heard, he was still in jail awaiting his trial. I hope they give him the max penalty. I know he’d been set a bond, but so far no one has posted it for him. I kind of doubt if anyone will. His mom and brother don’t really have that kind of money. Plus from everything Aaron had ever told me, his mother hardly talked to him anymore and his brother was just weird about him. He’d always assumed it was because he was gay.

Dax i
s spread eagle out on his stomach, his head faces away from me, and his hair trickles down his sexy back. He’s got one leg cocked up, bent at the knee. I stroke down the length of his hair over and over.
He’s got to be the sexiest man on earth.
The man literally reeks of adhesive pheromones, he’s highly fucking addictive.

I
trace from his hairline, down across his perfectly smooth and tanned back towards his ass. I grab him in my palm, giving a gentle squeeze. His skin is soft as silk. With his leg spread the way they are, it’s like an open invitation, it’s one I can’t resist.

With two fingers, I
outline his balls, massaging the soft skin with my hands. He tightens slightly, and I reach up under him until I have his cock in my hand. I rub against him and he lets out a deep moan, pulling his leg up tighter to his chest.

His cock starts
to lengthen and becomes hard in my grip. My hand curls around him, I slowly work my way up and down his shaft. He lets out another moan, but doesn’t move. He doesn’t need too. I have easy access to him right now. I slide down on the sheets and lower my head, giving him a kiss on his left ass cheek.

My body
sparks electrical charges all over me, it’s like being attached to invisible jumper cables. I break out in goose pimples and my dick gets harder, just like his. I straddle myself over him, but never stop stroking him. With one hand, I support my weight as lean over and lower myself against to him.

My cock twi
tches in pleasure, as I slowly graze it across his ass. I situate my body so that my hanging dick can slide up the length of his crack and slip back down, but not entering. I jerk him a little faster and he moans again, moving his head slightly.

I kiss
his neck then twirl my tongue in tiny orbs of passion against his skin. I know he loves this, and somehow the nerve receptors in his neck have a direct connection to his cock. It’s an instant stimulator.

“Mmm…
yes.” He moans, then yawns.

“
Good morning hotness. Does this feel good?” I ask him, still slurping his neck.

“Uh-
huh, it feels great.” He scoots his body around on the sheet and presses himself down into me, gyrating and grinding his cock against my hand.

I continue
licking and deliver kisses to his earlobe and temple. I nibbling and flick my tongue across him. “Turn over for me delicious,” I whisper in his ear.

I lift up and h
e flips over on his back. I hover over him, as he gets comfortable. Lowering myself to him, our dicks touch first, and I start air pumping against him. I let our dicks collide, bumping and poking into one another.

He puts both of his arms beh
ind his head, fingers locked together and he tilts up to watch me. The feel of his hard dick against mine is wicked hot. I take our shafts, cupping us together in my hands and I continue to wiggle back and forward with him just a little. It’s like jacking off two rods at the same time almost, it feels awesome.

“You feel so fucking good Damien.”

“Mmm…it does feel good, doesn’t it? I want to feel you inside me again Dax.”

He immediately stretches his long arm
over to the drawer next to the bed, pulling out a condom and the gel, then he rips the package open. The lube drops on the bed. He looks down at his dick and slips the rubber on the head, rolling it down his shaft. Next he takes some of the gel and squirts it into his palm and lubes himself up real good, the way I showed him. I love watching him skate up and down himself. It makes me hornier than I already am. He’s just so fuckable. I lick my lips with my tongue, he looks up and busts me watching him. He bites the inside of his lip, never losing eye contact with him. I gaze from his eyes and that seductive fuck me look he’s wearing, to his mouth. It’s sexy the way he bites inside. I shift my gaze back down to his hand sliding up and down his monstrous cock.

A
s he pours some of the lube on his fingers I lift up slightly. He slips them into me, slow and gentle, in and out, then he twists his fingers from side to side. I love how he makes his fingers like scissors, and spreads me a little bit at a time. He presses deeper into me, his wrists twists sideways and pulls out of me almost to the tip, then shoves back in, straightening his fingers again. Once I loosen up a bit, I lean over him, squatting down onto his cock. I take him inside of me and guide how fast, and deep he enters me now. I love this position, feeling him deep into me, real deep, is hot as hell.

I raise myself
and lower again, over and over as he delves deeper into me. Once his cock squeezes past my inside muscles, I take him all the way, as I sit down on him.
Fuck, fuck, shit!

“
Oh fuck yeah.”

Dax closes hi
s eyes, moving his hands from behind his head and greedily grabs my cock. He tugs on me, yanking my cock towards him. He takes the gel and squirts a little on my hard dick, then swipes up and down my length.

“Oh yes, just like that Dax,
deeper.”

He thrusts up into me
. “You like this?” He slams into me again.

“Fuck yeah I do. I love the way you feel inside of me, it’s so good. I love riding you like a brahma bull.”

I let out a loud moan as he pumps into me again, with more force. I bounce up and down on him, and he jacks my dick harder and harder.

“
You’re so tight.”

I slide back down on him and my nuts tense.
Sweet merciful fuck.

“I’
m about to cum already.” Dax pushes into me.

“Do it Damien.
Cum all over me.”

With t
hose words, he works me faster. His quick jabs into me cause my body to tense, and we both release at the same time. He lets out an incredibly hot moan and the warmth inside me is unbelievable. My juices squirt and jet a stream on his stomach.

“Oh fuck yeah…”
I can’t control my breathing, I’m practically gasping for air now. I relax down on him, pressing my body against his.

“
Holy hell Damien, what a way to get woke up. Damn!”

“You like?”
I give him a shit-eating grin.

“
I more than like it. Feel free to do it whenever you like.”

I slide off of him
and sit on the bed beside him. The expression on his face gets serious quick. He stares deep into my eyes.
I knew it, I fucking knew it!
I’ve tried to work this out in my head, but didn’t want to bring it all on him at one time, at least not until he was ready. Now he is. I rotate towards him, and stroke my hand across his cheek. For a few minutes neither of us say a word, somehow our eyes just already know how this is all going to work out.

“Dax, p
eople can say what they want about love and love at first sight, about how falling for someone takes more time, blah, blah, blah.” I cup his face in my hands and give him a smile. “But my reality is crystal fucking clear. No ifs, ands, or buts. Loving someone isn’t about what you can live with or accept and tolerate. For me, it’s about the one person you can’t live without. Too know that your life will never be the same without that one person being a part of it.”

He sits up
and leans back against the headboard. He flashes a grin and reaches out to me. I lean over towards him and take him in my hands again. His fingertips brush against my bottom lip.

“Are you saying you love me Damien? That I am that
one person for you?”

“Is that
…” I suck his lip, “what you want me to say?” I bury my tongue in his mouth again.

“
Mmm…hmm.” He pulls out of my mouth. “Yes, but only if you mean it.”

“
I do mean it, I love you Dax. You are the man I can’t live without.” I squeeze his face and lean closer to kiss him again. It’s slow and gentle this time, romantic and passionate. He runs his hands through my hair, I lean back.

“I know it’s strange, but what you said about people thinking it’
s too soon to fall in love or that people don’t know each other, I used to think like that…until now. You changed all of that. I somehow went and got all passionate and you became my perfect passion. I love you Damien.”

He pulls me into him, brushing
his lips against mine, gently parting with his tongue. I could do this all damn day, I swear.

“
A perfect passion huh? I can live with that.”

I lay against him
and his arm wraps around my shoulder pulling me in tight to him. I caress his stomach then put my head against his chest. A perfect passion, this is what we have. I don’t plan on ever letting this go.

The End

Epilogue

I’ve been watching them for days now. I can’t believe he could just move on like that. I
see them laughing and playing around together, having their own little private moments of touching and teasing. He never did that before, it makes me sick.

I can tell you one thing, this shit is going to end, that
is a fact. Maybe what I did was wrong, but there was no emotional attachment to the hard dick I brought home, he was just a good fuck is all. There was no heart involved, no emotions, just rampant tantric sex. I’m not sure why he doesn’t get that.

The whole situation makes me crazy in the head. Night after night I camp in my car, parked outside, with a perfect view of the bedroom window.

Tonight, I’m going past that. I need to hear what is going on with the two of them. They both act like love struck puppies. He is mine and I will have him back. I know once he sees me, he’ll take me back. Everything was just a huge mistake, I can explain it to him.

***

It’s been dark for a couple of hours and I know their routine like clockwork. They go upstairs and watch TV and god knows what else, before falling asleep. I should be able to get in. Granger won’t bark, he knows me, so it should be good. I’d had a copy of his house key made a long time ago.

I check to make sure none of the neighbors a
re outside and step out of the car. I approach the front door, sliding my key into the keyhole, turning it. Click! The lock opens. I turn the knob and let myself in, closing the door slowly behind me.

I search for Granger, but he’s nowhere around.
For fucks sake, does he still let that damned dog sleep with him?

Making sure not to make a single peep, I tipto
e towards the stairway. The first step creaks. The footsteps of Granger get louder and he lets out a large bark. Fuck!

“Shhh Granger, come here boy, come on.” I w
hisper quietly and the mutt comes to me.

“Granger shut up boy.” The shout
comes from upstairs.

“Good boy, good
boy. Go lay down now.” The dog pounces back upstairs after I pet him.

I take quiet steps unt
il I reach the top floor. I hear them talking, but I need to be closer to make out the conversation. I tiptoe closer, now I can hear, in fact I can actually see them through the crack in the doorway.

“I just don’t see how they could release him, what the fuck
is going to keep him from coming here? He could be anywhere at any time really.”

“I know Damien, I know. Surely Aaron’s not stupid enough to do anything, not with his court
date pending.”

“Sure
he is Dax. The man’s an unstable, psychotic fuck, he tried to kill me.”

My blood is boiling
.  Did he really just call me a psychotic fuck? He acts like I’m crazy or something.