Promises Part 1 (Bounty Hunters #1)(58)
“Oh, god,” Vaughan groaned miserably. “No. No. No. My dad is not some hot bad boy. Come on, Duke.”
Duke laughed. “I wouldn’t expect you to think he was.”
“He was so upset, though. I hate that. What can we do?”
“We’ll pull back. Give him some time to figure shit out in his head first. If he really likes the doc, then he’ll bring it back up when he’s ready.”
“Okay, then. If you think that’s best.” Vaughan wrung his hands in front of him, a nervous habit Duke had recognized in his man.
“What I think is that we should get comfortable and enjoy each other’s company.” Duke smiled.
“Sweetheart, that’s the best thing I’ve heard all day. Besides… you know.” Vaughan winked and brushed a kiss against Duke’s cheek. “I’m gonna go freshen up.”
Duke pointed Vaughan down the dark hall. “Last bedroom on the right, bathroom is across the hall, and the linen is under the sink. I’ll clean up in my bathroom and meet you back on the couch.”
Vaughan’s smile bordered on predatory. “Sounds like a plan.”
Duke’s cock was already half-hard. Just the thought of them being in his home alone was enough to make his stomach flutter with expectation. They also didn’t have to worry about anyone overhearing or listening to them. Now that Dr. Chauncey gave them the go ahead for light activity. Light was better than none and he was going to take full advantage.
Duke looked around his living room, picking up here and there. It was only him, so his place never got dirty. He had a nice size microfiber sectional with a chaise lounge on the end. Duke pulled a lightweight quilt from the closet and draped it on the back of the chaise. His most favorite possession—his sixty-five inch 4K 3D curved TV—was perfectly positioned in front of the couch. The television had one of the most amazing pictures he’d ever seen. He was so excited he was almost vibrating. This felt very similar to a date. They’d order in, watch a movie, and then… bed. Duke put a few takeout menus on the coffee table for them to choose from for dinner.
Duke heard the shower going in the hall, so he hurried into his own room and began to strip. His bed was neatly mad and he double-checked that he had the necessary supplies in his nightstand. In the bathroom he did what he needed to do to make the evening perfect. Emerging from the shower feeling clean inside and out, Duke looked for something comfortable to wear. He came out the room in a pair of track pants and a sleeveless t-shirt. When he turned the corner, Vaughan was already leaning along the chaise lounge with the Indian restaurant’s menu in his hand.
He looked delicious lying there. His hair still damp from his shower and combed straight back. The thin pajama pants were riding extra low on Vaughan’s hips, showing off the perfect V and silky treasure trail leading to that glorious cock.
Duke grabbed the remote control and the cordless phone off the end table and sat close to his man. “Did you decide on something?”
“Yes,” Vaughan said huskily, leaning over and claiming Duke’s mouth in a possessive kiss.
Duke opened and submitted to Vaughan’s demanding kiss, trying not to whimper and moan like a starving man, but it was difficult. He felt so good. Tasted even better as Vaughan sucked on Duke’s tongue in the most suggestive way. “Mmm. Yes. Oh, god, yes,” Duke croaked hoarsely, leaning all the way back so Vaughan could lick him everywhere he wanted.
Vaughan tore his mouth away, gasping for air. Both of them leaning and panting against each other. “You keep making those sounds and we’ll be skipping dinner and the movie.”
“We have all night,” Duke whispered.
“I know.” Vaughan ran his hand through Duke’s thick gray and black hair. They stayed that way until their breathing came back down. “I’ve just missed you so much.”
“I’ve missed you too.” Duke didn’t dare stop Vaughan when he pressed those delicate lips against his again, this time keeping the act gentle and languid. The kiss promised so much more to come.
Vaughan broke away again, his pretty hazel eye full of lust just for Duke. “Okay. Let’s eat. The sooner we get on with our night, the better.”
They ordered an assorted vegetable appetizer and masala wings to start. They both ordered curry dishes. Vaughan opting for lamb instead of chicken. Duke was delighted to know that Vaughan loved naan – Indian clay oven bread – as much as he did. After ordering four different naans, Duke ended the call.
“Now. A movie.” Duke turned to the Pay-per-view section and began flipping through the selections. “Action, drama, comedy, what’s your pleasure, babe?”
“How about action?”
“Okay.” Duke scrolled down over a few more selections before asking, “How about Northman: A Viking Saga? It’s set in the ninth century, I think. I saw the trailer. There’s lots of fight scenes, killing and the special effects are crazy good.”
“Sold. Sounds interesting.” Vaughan settled back on the couch and draped the quilt over their lower halves. Duke turned off the lights in the living room, leaving the light on in the narrow hallway. Just enough for them to see each other but not ruin the mood.
They were only a half-hour into the movie when Duke’s doorbell interrupted them. Vaughan helped him with the food, placing all the containers on the small kitchenette set in Duke’s eat-in kitchen. They both added large helpings to their plates to take back into the living room and eat in front of the television.