Silver & Black (14 page)

“Like a shrink?” I snap.

“I’m just saying it might help. A psychiatrist can help you with any pent-up feelings.”

“I’m over it. I’ve been over it for a long time.” I get up and pace. “Plus, I don’t have health insurance.”

“Ah, don’t get mad, but yes you do.” I glare at him.
What did he do?
“I put you on my business coverage.”

“What? How can you do that? When did you do that?” The questions keep bouncing at him.

“Ok, just sit down.” He pulls me to the couch and takes my hand. “I noticed you weren’t covered when I reviewed your profile in our human resource department. I put you on then.”
Two months ago.
“I had all your information. I just had them fill it out and sign your name.” His eyes wince waiting for me to scream or something. I just sit and stare, speechless, not sure if it’s from anger or gratitude. He pleads his case more, “I just didn’t want something to happen to you and you go into debt. I’ve dealt with health issues, with my eyes, my entire life. I wanted to help that’s all.”

“You wanted to have control of it.” I tilt my head.

“If you see it that way then fine. I see it as helping and frankly it doesn’t matter what you say. I’m keeping the coverage on you.” His demanding persona is a turn-on. “So be mad all you want. Suck it up.”

“Suck it up.” I smile and shove my shoulder into his. “Ok, sir! Is that what you want to hear?”

“Has a nice ring to it.” He grins. 

“Thank you,” I whisper as I stand, push his back against the back of the couch, and crawl up on him.

“That’s more like it.” He pulls me down to kiss him.

He runs his hands up my back under my shirt as our kiss gets more involved. I stop to look into his eyes: they’re dark, needful…
for me.
I start to unbutton his dress shirt and his eyes are locked to mine. “You’re not stopping me,” I whisper, hoping he’ll continue.

He shakes his head slowly. “You need this. You hold the power, Mr. Black.” He grins. “What will you do with it?” I caress his face and lower my lips to his.

“I want you, Silver.” My heart is beating so fast waiting to hear his response.

“Then take me. I’m yours.”
He’s mine; all mine.
He’s given me the control.

~Chapter Fifteen~

“What made you change your mind? Not that I’m complaining.”
Why am I questioning him, jeez Grey.

“I can see the change in your eyes.” He traces the side of my face with the back of his fingers. “I can tell you want me, more than just for this.” He places my hand on his erection.

“I do.” I push my lips to his, wanting to savor every minute of what is going to happen. I trail down his jawline to his neck. He moans as I suck gently. My hands lower and finish unbuttoning his shirt. Running my hands up his chest to his shoulders, I let his shirt fall against the back of the couch. My eyes lock to his. I am waiting for him to stop me. Instead, his smile encourages me to continue.

He closes his eyes as he savors the feeling of me kissing down his chest. I swirl my tongue around both his nipples and lick the outline of his chiseled built chest. He tangles his fingers through my hair and rubs the side of my face as I make my way to his belt to undo it while I kiss around his waist. He shifts.
Ah, he’s ticklish. This could be fun for another time.
I unzip his pants and his cock is erect but shielded by his black boxer briefs. “Lift up.” I smirk and he does as I ask. I lower both his pants and his boxers in one swift move. He’s there naked; all mine to do with as I please. My heart beats hard against my chest.
He’s fucking beautiful.

“You ok?” he asks. I must have been staring too long.

“Uh, yeah, you’re gorgeous, Silver.” He smiles and cups my face. I nudge his legs apart and take my place between his knees. I kiss around his cock and groin, teasing him. He’s breathing heavier now as he anticipates my move. His hands grip the cushions on both sides of him. I lick his seeping tip and engulf him with my mouth. He grasps my hair as I move over him.

“Greyson, stop.”
Shit, don’t do this now.
I glance up at him still teasing his tip with my tongue. “I want to come with you. Our first time, I want to cum with you.”

“Ok, I won’t let you come. Tell me when you’re close and I’ll stop, but I still want to do this.” I lick at his tip and then lower back onto him. He slouches lower onto the couch. I work his shaft and trail off to his balls. He grunts with pleasure as I massage them in my mouth. 

“Fuck, Greyson. You are incredible.” His words fuel my need.
I need him.
“Come here.” He pulls me up and removes my shirt in the process. He lowers me to the couch and climbs on top of me. He kisses down my chest to the tie on my sweats. He tortuously unties and removes them, slowly. “Commando?” He grins.

“Laundry day.” I smile back. He takes my cock in his warm mouth and cups my balls with his hands. God, he knows how to please a man. I watch his head move up and down on me. The feeling is overwhelming and I instantly feel like I’m going to cum. “Slow down, baby.” He slows. “Maybe we should go to the bedroom. Just in case Levi comes home for some reason.” He takes his mouth off my cock and looks at me with a now-you’re-mentioning-that grin. “The joys of a roommate.” I say through a laugh. He stands up in all his naked glory and holds his hand out to help me up.

“Greyson, you have no idea how much I want you.” He caresses me and runs his hand over my body. Our mouths attack each other’s skin, tasting every part we can reach. “Ok, which is your bedroom?”  He says panting. I take his hand and pull him into my room.

I shut my bedroom door and lock it. He exams the room. “You only have a double bed?”

“I’m one person, Silver.”

“Well, now you’re two. We’re going to buy a bigger bed tomorrow, at least a queen. I don’t know if a king will fit in here.” He is mentally measuring the space.

“Are we?” I walk over to him and push him to the bed climbing on top of him. “What if I tell you no?”

“I have lots of things I want to do to you, Mr. Black. I need a bigger bed.”
Good answer.

“Fine. Just because you’ve piqued my curiosity, I’ll let you buy me a new bed.”

He smiles in his victory, grabs me and holds me tight as we fall on to the bed. “That’s what I like to hear.” He rolls me so I’m on my back and he’s on top. “You have protection, right?” I nod. “Good, now I want this slow, sensual. Our first time, I want to show you what it’s like to have a man make love to you, not just fuck you. ” He stops and smirks. “But there will be plenty of fucking too.” His words make me so hard I can hardly stand it. He lowers to my lips, biting and sucking them tenderly. Our hands roam with desperation over one another. He grinds his hips into mine and I moan into his mouth.
It feels so good
. He reaches between us and aligns both of our cocks to stroke them together. I close my eyes to take in every minute of this, every feeling, every sensation.

“God, Silver, I want you in me please.” He smiles at my plea.

“Where’s the condoms and lube?” I point to the top drawer of the nightstand. He pulls out both and lays them on the bed next to me.  He opens the lube and spreads some onto my entrance and then coats his fingers with a generous amount. He slowly pushes one finger in me and then another. I pant, bucking my hips as his fingers fuck me.

“Oh, fuck, Silver.” I moan, arching my back as I squirm from the sensation. I can’t take my eyes off of him and his eyes haven’t roamed at all either. He watches my face and studies the way I move, the way I sound. His eyes are heavy, filled with desire and need. “Now, Silver.”

He removes his fingers and reaches for the condom on the bed. He tosses it on his chest. “Put it on me.” He orders and I gladly obey. I rip open the foil packet discarding the wrapper on the floor. I roll the condom on his impressive length. He rubs over his cock to reassure himself of my work, and then he applies some lube onto his cock and my entrance once more.

I go to roll over onto my stomach. I guess I’m used to doing it that way; it’s how Jeff always did it. He stops me and presses me flat on my back. “I need to see you. I want to watch you and the pleasure you’re experiencing.”
He wants to experience everything. See everything. He needs this. I need him.
He leans down and lays a small simple kiss on my lips. “Are you sure?” I smile and nod.

“I’m sure, Silver. I want you, please.” He settles between my legs as I pull them up and hold them. He lines his swollen cock up to my entrance then thrusts slightly. He stops to grin down at me. “Tease!” I smile as he lowers to kiss me. He props back up and pushes his tip through my tight muscles. He stops and looks at me for reassurance. I nod, mouthing ok to him. He slowly drives deeper, I roll my head back. “Ah, please.” He’s driving me mad. I just want to feel him in me, all of him. He nudges his length all the way in me, filling me, stretching me. His eyes never leave mine as he starts pumping in and out of me.

“Oh, Greyson, you feel so good, so tight,” he says through clenched teeth. He folds himself on top of me, pressing our mouths together. The feeling of his hot grunts against my mouth, as he pumps into me, is enough to get me off alone. I moan against his mouth as he grinds slowly into me.
He feels so fucking great.
He straightens himself up, grips my ass, then pulls it to him and starts immediately pounding hard into me; each thrust smooth and quick. He’s hitting the right spot every time and I can feel my orgasm leaching up my spine so I reach for my cock. “Hold your leg,” he says as he releases the grip on my left leg. I take hold of it as he asked and moan as his hand grips my erection. 

He strokes my cock swiftly at the same pace as he crashes in and out of me. My body starts to tremble. “Fuck…. Silver, I’m going to cum.”

“Cum for me baby, I want to see you cum.” His words were all the ammunition I need, and I explode in his hand and up my chest. Staring deep into his eyes, I watch the moment of his release. “Ah, Greyson.”  He stiffens and pushes deep in me while releasing his orgasm. He falls onto my spent body; our chests heaving in and out from the pleasure. He still hasn’t pulled out of me and I don’t mind a bit.
The feeling of him in me is pure delight.

I caress his back. The weight of his body presses down on me. He rolls his head up and gazes at me. I tip up to peck his lips.

“You ok?” he asks.

“Don’t ask me that. I’m more than ok. Silver, it was everything, more.”

He lifts up on his elbows, his face close to mine. “It was amazing, baby. You do realize that you’re never getting rid of me now. I think you may be in trouble,” he says, kissing me. He pulls out of me, rolls to my side, and discards the condom in the can next to the bed.  He huffs a note so subtle, “You’re mine now.”

“Wait, I thought you were mine? I think we may have a power struggle on our hands.” I say turning to face him and he raises his eyebrow to my comment.

“I like a power struggle, Mr. Black.” His fingers trail through my hair. “Greyson, you make me happy,” he mutters shyly and pulls me close into his embrace. He makes me happy too. I don’t know why he has this effect on me this fast. I don’t even want to question it. It feel right, he feels right.

We lay in the afterglow of our lovemaking; holding each other tight. He pulls the blankets up to cover us. We talk, going back and forth with questions to get to know each other better. He’s actually a very interesting man, not that I didn’t think that before; but the life he’s had wasn’t easy. I guess I misjudged him; labelled him, when I first met him, as a rich, arrogant man. I couldn’t have been more wrong. He’s worked at everything, sometimes harder than the average man, since he had to tackle his eye problems, as well. He truly is someone to look up to. We’re both pretty similar, if I think about it; we’ve both had trials to overcome. Both had to work for the things we wanted, and we’re both very driven to succeed, in life
and love
.

I ask him about the bar, and karaoke, with Levi; he agrees to go with the
caveat that he will not sing.
Ah, get a little alcohol in him and we’ll see about that.
I’ve never had a real relationship. Nothing I would call a mutual one. Jeff wasn’t a real boyfriend, not by my standards. The closest thing I have had to a real mutual relationship was with Derrek and look how that turned out; but I’ve learned from my mistakes.
I hope.
I am happy that Silver is going to be my first; my first real boyfriend.  I lay in his arms, my head to his chest listening to his heart thump.
I could get lost in this moment.
I peer up and see that his eyes are closed; he’s fallen asleep. I exhale, as a sense of calm invades my world.

A steady knock on my bedroom door startles me awake. I glance at my phone. It’s three in the morning. I never realized I even fell asleep.  It has to be Levi.  Thankfully, Silver is still asleep and unaffected by the noise, as I get up and “
shhh”
Levi through the door. I sneak out closing the door behind me. Levi’s eyes widen as he scans me up and down, then grins.
Shit, I’m naked.
I didn’t want to wake Silver and rushed out. Our clothes are still scattered in the living room, so it’s fairly evident what was going on.

Levi bends down and picks up my sweats by the couch and tosses them to me. “Sorry. I just wanted to make sure you were home. Is that Mr. Gere in there?” I nod with a huge give-it-away look on my face. “Honey, you’re fucking glowing.” He laughs.

“It was wonderful, Levi. I’ve never felt this way before. It’s kind of scary since we just met.”

“Some people know right away.” He sits on the couch and props up his feet on the coffee table. “I’m happy for you, baby. You deserve this.”

I join him and prop my feet next to his. “Thank you, I feel like a love struck teenager. I can’t get him out of my mind.”

“If I had a man that looked like him; I’d be a horny-struck teenager.” He giggles and I shove his shoulder.

“You’re bad, but I am.”

“That’s my boy. I assume he’s staying the night, so I’ll actually get to meet the man that stole your heart in the morning?”

“Yup, you’ll love him.”

“I already do because he makes you happy.” He pats my thigh and stands up. “I’m going to bed. You have me thinking naughty things.” He raises his eyebrows playfully. “Ugh, I need me a man.”

“What about Milo?”

“Honey, Milo is young, very young; like just touching twenty-one. He is very inexperienced too.” Levi is a couple years older than myself and usually prefers older men.

“Well that’s perfect. You can teach him all about it, Levi-style.” I laugh.

“Hey I like that, Darling. I may have to copyright that saying. Levi-style.” He says it a couple of times to see how it rolls off his tongue. “Oh, I don’t know. Milo will be there tomorrow night. You can meet him and tell me what you think. You did ask Mr. Gere?”

“You’re not going to call him that tomorrow, are you? And yes he is looking forward to it.”

“Good night, ‘pretty woman’, I’m going to bed.” He strides to his bedroom. “I’ll sleep with earplugs on just in case your man needs a midnight snack.”
Really! He cracks me up.
I tell him goodnight and go back into my room to a peaceful and sleeping Silver. I climb in bed and he shifts, wrapping his arm back around me. I think for a minute that he might be awake, but his soft slow breaths on my neck prove me wrong. I fall fast asleep knowing that he is with me.