Promises Part 1 (Bounty Hunters #1)(59)
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Vaughan didn’t realize how hungry he was until he started eating. It was only six o’clock, but he didn’t remember eating any lunch. They ate in silence while the movie played. Every now and then, one of them would reach over and eat something off the other’s plate. As soon as they finished dinner, Duke put away the dishes and threw away the leftovers, claiming he didn’t like day-old food. Vaughan found that funny and interesting, both of them were learning each other’s quirks. Now Vaughan knew that if he ever wanted leftovers, he’d have to snag them before his man threw them away.
“Come on, let’s finish the movie,” Duke said, lying down completely and resting his head in Vaughan’s lap while he casually finger-combed his scalp.
When the credits started to roll, Duke was almost sleep. Vaughan could make him feel so peaceful just lightly stroking his head. His touched soothed him. It’s what a partner’s touch was supposed to be able to do, if love was really involved.
“Sweetheart. Did you fall asleep on me?” Vaughan said softly.
“No. Almost, though. I like it when you scratch my head.” Duke sat up, stretching his back.
“Is the knot still on the back of your head?”
“Naw. Not really. It’s tender to push on that area, but the bump has gone down enough,” Duke answered.
He turned off the television and tossed the remote on the couch.
“Your TV is nice, babe. I haven’t seen the curved ones yet. That shit is sweet. The picture is unreal.”
Duke beamed. “Yeah. I had to have it. Especially since I’m home quite a bit. It’s nice to be able to watch my shows on something nice.”
“I think we should change that don’t you? I wouldn’t mind getting out more myself.” Vaughan stood and held out his hand to Duke. As soon as their hands connected, Duke felt an overwhelming surge of excitement pulse in his chest as tiny sparks of electricity lit up his stomach. His cock pressed against his pants, tenting the front of them. He wanted to reach inside and adjust himself but… Oh, what the hell… Duke pulled the elastic and reached his hand inside his pants, unbending his aching cock, and aiming it upwards so it had more room.
“I can help with that,” Vaughan offered seductively, pulling Duke closer. He took Duke’s hand from inside his pants and replaced it with his own. “Damn, you are hard. Hard as stone, baby.”
Duke closed his eyes and swayed with Vaughan’s touch. “Oh, hell. I need you, Vaughan. Enough fuckin’ waiting.”
“Come on.”
Duke was careful not to drag Vaughan behind him as he led them to his bedroom, closing them inside the dark room. Before Vaughan could make a move, Duke let go. “Hold on.”
Vaughan watched Duke light a couple candles that were on his nightstand. “I had a blackout right before my assault and I had to use these. They’ve been here ever since. I’m glad I still have them.”
“Me too.” Vaughan took his t-shirt off and dropped it across the high back chair Duke had in his room. “It makes it more romantic.”
Duke stood on the other side of the bed and mimicked everything Vaughan did. When he got to his briefs, Vaughan teasingly ran his finger back and forth beneath the elastic before he slowly pulled them all the way down. His dick sprang free and slapped against his stomach. Duke’s gasp was easily heard in the quiet room and Vaughan was glad that his man approved. While he waited for Duke to remove his underwear too, Vaughan gave his long cock a few slow, tantalizing strokes. When Duke dropped his underwear, Vaughan’s mouth pooled with salvia at the sight of all that dark hair at the base of Duke’s cock. His first thought was of how much he wanted that thick shaft pressing on his tongue. The thoughts that followed where all variations of tonguing, biting, thrusting, and any other means of contact with that almond, tanned skin.
They stood on opposite sides of the bed, both stark naked. Vaughan saw when Duke’s eyes traveled to his incisions then back up to his face. He saw all the love and gratitude Duke had for him and what he’d done. Over the previous few weeks he’d begun to recognize Duke’s different looks and expressions. He particularly loved the looks that Duke reserved only for him.
Duke pulled back the navy blue comforter on his king-sized bed and climbed underneath, pulling the soft fabric up over his waist. Vaughan did the exact same thing, and then he didn’t waste a second of time. He nestled up closely to Duke’s left side and threw his leg in between Duke’s furry thighs. His cock rubbed deliciously against that hard muscle and Vaughan couldn’t stop himself from seeking out more friction. Duke wrapped his arm under Vaughan’s body and held him tight while he unashamedly ground himself against him.
“Your body is fuckin’ amazing,” Duke murmured against Vaughan’s cheek. His one hand rubbed up and down Vaughan’s back, then over his ass. “Damnit. If I didn’t have this cast on, I’d have both hands all over you.”
Vaughan’s heavy-lidded eyes drifted up to Duke’s face. He was lying on his side in their sleeping position, but it wasn’t going to work. He needed full access to Duke. Lifting the covers, Vaughan straddled Duke’s hips, arms braced on either side of his head. He was careful to keep his ass pressed on Duke’s groin, mindful not to put any weight on his stomach. Duke’s dark eyes were wide as he watched Vaughan maneuver on him and then lean down to kiss him. The kiss was everything he didn’t expect. Soft, sweet, slightly hesitant. He cupped the back of Duke’s neck and held him to him until he absolutely had to come up for air.