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Authors: Tara Lain
Tags: #Fiction, #Romance, #Contemporary, #Contemporary Menage
The Scientist and the Supermodel (15 page)
Curled around his lover, Jake smoothed his hand over the silky black hair. “Roan, will you do something for me?”
“Anything I can.”
Deep breath. “Will you fuck me?”
Roan was still for a moment. “No matter what Alex said, Jake, I’m happy being your bottom.”
He couldn’t get his voice above a whisper. “I need to know, Roan.”
The model turned and pressed his lips to Jake’s chest. “I’d be honored to pop your cherry.”
“Think you can get that monster cock in me?”
“We’ll go slow. You’ll tell me if it hurts too much.” Roan looked up in Jake’s face. “Want to do it now?”
“Yeah.”
Gasp.
Roan got up, grabbed the lube from the nightstand, and threw it on the bed. Man, his cock was at half-mast already. Appropriate, since he was half scared and half excited. Roan just grabbed his rod and deep throated it. “Shit, Roan.”
The beauty popped the dick from his mouth. “Want you real excited.”
“I got that.”
Roan turned Jake on his side and pushed his legs forward almost to a fetal position. He slipped a cool wet finger into Jake’s ass and wiggled a little. “Feel funny?”
“Yeah.”
Oh yeah. Slowly, Roan began to pump his finger in and out. Jeez. Kinda weird, but kinda good too.
Roan shifted and reached over to stroke his cock. Hell, yeah. The finger pulled all the way out to the tip, and then—yikes—two fingers went in. Man, the cock stroking felt so good, the whole area was lighting up like a heat lamp.
Roan murmured, “God, baby, you’re so sexy.” Those two fingers wiggled a little at the deepest point, and Jake felt an electric sensation shoot through him. He jumped.
“Okay?”
“Oh yeah.” He couldn’t help it. He pumped his rear back on Roan’s fingers as he pushed his cock forward into his hand. “It feels good.”
“Yeah.” Roan chuckled.
His lover pulled the two fingers all the way out. Jake felt coolness in his ass, and…it had to be a third finger, and the three digits pushed deep in his hole. Burned. Intense. Man, it felt so good. “Baby, fuck me, please. Do it.”
Still pumping and stroking hard, Roan whispered in his ear, “Who’s anxious now?”
“Oh, I am. Please, baby, please.”
Roan stopped stroking his cock but kept the fingers in his ass.
“No, don’t stop.”
“Need the hand for a minute, love.”
Jake felt the warmth of Roan’s body press against him, the three fingers still buried in his ass, then he pushed Jake’s body forward so his ass was high and round. The fingers came out. Oh God, this was it. A big, smooth, warm invader pushed into the well-oiled channel. Oh crap! It was huge. It burned and stretched, but he just got hotter and hotter. “More.”
“You sure, baby? Don’t want to hurt you.”
“Burns like fire, but it feels good too.”
“Okay.” The huge cock pushed in, and Jake adjusted his hips to allow better access. Electricity times ten. “Holy shit.”
“That’s your prostate, baby. Do you like it?”
“Oh man, no wonder you’re gay.”
Laughing, Roan began slowly pumping. Probably wasn’t getting the whole cock. No, that baby wasn’t for amateur hour. Even part of it was incredible. It sent hot, full, flashing fire to his cock. Roan reached around him again and began to pump.
“Oh, darling, that’s too much. I’ll come. Shit, you’re gonna make me come.”
Roan pumped harder. “Do you know how good you feel? Do you know how much I love fucking you? I’m gonna fill you with my cum. Give it to me. Come on, baby. Give it.”
Hot semen burst out of Jake’s cock, like a fire hose shooting onto the sheets and Roan’s hand. Oh God. Warm cum filled his ass and dripped down his legs. “Oh, so good, so good.”
“I love you.” Roan fell half over Jake’s body.
“Love you too.” Oh man, his ass burned, but that heat was the feeling of contentment. The most he’d ever known.
Roan slid himself off Jake and curled around his back. He chuckled a little. “So, have I converted you to a bottom?”
“No, I love fucking you too much. But any time you want to stick that cock in me, feel free. It was great, even if I’m going to do a lot of standing tomorrow.”
“Jake?” The silky voice was a little more serious.
“Yes, darling.”
“I really love your family.”
“They love you too.”
“Thank you for letting me be a part of your life.”
Jake turned so they were face-to-face. “We’re family now, love. Always. Love and family, just like you said.”
The famous smile broke across that perfect face with the improbable tooth front and center. Jake smiled back. Sometimes, when you give up your ideas of how it’s supposed to be, you get something a whole lot better. And what did he get? The perfect wild thing.
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Tara Lain
Tara Lain never met a beautiful boy she didn’t love—at least on paper. A writer of erotic romance, mostly ménage and male/male, Tara loves all her characters, but especially her handsome heroes. A lifelong writer of serious non-fiction, Tara only fell in love with EROM in 2009 and, through perseverance and lots of workshops, had the first novel she ever wrote accepted for publication in 2010. She’s now on book six. After an exotic life of travel all over the world and work in television, education, and advertising, Tara settled in Southern California with her soul-mate husband and opened her own small marketing business. She paints, collages, and started practicing yoga “way before it was fashionable.” Passionate about diversity, justice, inclusion, and new ideas, she says on her tombstone it will read, “Yes.”
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