Chance of the Heart (15 page)

“You ramble so much for someone who tries to be all strong and silent.”

“I do not try to be strong and silent.”

Bradley snorted and rolled his eyes. Chance looked up the couple of inches into Bradley’s eyes and melted at the affection he saw there. Bradley kissed his nose. He never thought he’d like something that seemed so silly. He’d never done any of those little things with any of the other people he’d kissed. Though he understood why it was different now. His favorite part of being with Bradley had been being able to let go, being taken care of, being covered and feeling like he could just let Bradley give and take pleasure. He knew if he’d thought about it two years ago, he’d wonder what the hell was wrong with him, but he loved how Bradley almost dominated him in bed when they’d been together.

“It scares me how much I want you to own me.” He had not one clue where that came from, but it was true. He felt his cheeks flaming, but he hoped that’d be covered by how flushed he was with lust right then. Bradley’s eyes flared and he ground his hard cock against Chance’s. Chance’s head fell back and he let out a whimper as Bradley bit down on his neck, then sucked on the skin there.

“
Oof!
” The air was forced from Chance’s body as Bradley slammed his back against the wall and began to fucking devour him. He ate at Chance’s mouth, making animal-like sounds. It felt like they were trying to crawl into each other.

Bradley shoved Chance until he was in the living room, bent over the side of the couch. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt cool, air conditioned air on his bared ass. It was warmed quickly enough by a forceful smack of a hand on first one cheek then the other.

“You like that?” Bradley’s voice was thick with arousal. All Chance could do was moan a “Yes.” He fucking loved it. Those hands came down again, raining a few quick smacks and Chance shuddered. Then Bradley bit down into one of his cheeks and Chance’s eyes fluttered shut. And he let go.

Bradley was still so fucking shocked Chance had shown up, hat and heart in hand, saying so many of the right things. But none of them had been so right as hearing Chance say he wanted Bradley to own him. He’d said Chance was the perfect bottom, so willing and hungry for it. Not pliant, he took as much as he gave, but Bradley knew exactly what Chance needed.

He stripped, staring at the beautiful ass bared to him, high in the air and a pretty pink from his hand. He lay his full body over Chance, who shuddered and whispered in his ear, “I’ll take care of you, Chance. Is that what you need?” He ran a hand up Chance’s flank then dipped his thumb lightly into Chance’s hole. Another full body shudder.

“Yes, please Bradley.”

“Make you mine?” Bradley rumbled in Chance’s ear. He’d always enjoyed a bottom who’d let him be in charge in the bedroom, but he’d not dared hope Chance would be so willing. He’d also never felt such a visceral need to claim. Maybe it’d been seeing Chance with someone else when he’d felt like Bradley’s for months now.

He sucked on Chance’s ear, the spot that always made his responsive lover absolutely crazy. And he got exactly the response he’d hope for. Chance’s whole body shook, squirmed, he pushed his ass back against Bradley’s cock. His eyes rolled back in his head as he ground against Chance’s firm ass.

“This is what I should have done from the first night.
Shown
you that you were mine.”

He leaned back and thrust his cock over Chance’s hole a few times earning a few groans before bringing his hands down on those perfect, thickly muscled ass cheeks. “Your ass is so perfect. Looks good with my handprints on it too.”

Chance was just a whimpering mess at that point. Bradley wasn’t sure why he was reacting so strongly. He’d played lightly in the past, a little slap and tickle, never more than a novice. But it’s like Chance’s body was begging and his own needed to give. He wanted to mark Chance. Bradley smacked a couple more times, not wanting to overdo the playing to the point he fucked it up. He went to his knees and licked a line up Chance’s crack, over his pretty pink hole. He blew cool air over where he’d licked then kissed each firm globe of Chance’s ass, blowing the reddened skin.

“I knew you’d love that,” Bradley said, reaching for Chance’s cock, which was trapped between his legs, hard and leaking, so horny it’d turned red. He stroked it a couple times before licking it from frenulum to balls then up Chance’s ass. When he reached the hole he kissed it then licked and sucked, jabbing the tip of his tongue in there.

“Oh, gah, Bradley, please. Please.”

“Please what, Chance? What do you want?”

“Fuck me.”

“Fuck you and what?” He licked Chance’s hole with quick flicks of his tongue, moaning as he enjoyed the musky-sweet taste of Chance’s body.

“Fuck me and make me yours, dammit,” Chance said around grunts.

That’s what he’d wanted to hear. He chuckled. “Get naked. All those clothes off.” While Chance did that, Bradley went back into his bedroom and grabbed condoms and lube from the bedside table. He suited up as he walked back to the living room. Chance was naked, breathing heavily, standing next to the couch stroking his perfect, thick cock.

Bradley couldn’t help but take a taste of those lips against. Their kiss was sloppy and graceless, their breathing uneven and loud. Chance took the lube from him and started slicking Bradley’s cock for him.

“That’s right, get me ready, baby.” Bradley grabbed for Chance’s nipples, pinching until Chance’s head fell back and he groaned, cock jerking. “I love how you respond to my touch.” He nipped behind Chance’s ear, down his neck. “On your knees.”

Chance complied, getting on his knees on the soft rug beside the couch where Bradley had just spanked his ass. Bradley squirted lube on his fingers running them up and down over Chance’s hole, sinking one in to lube him good inside. Chance pushed back on his invading digit.

“Please, please, Bradley.” Chance was chanting the words now. “Need you.”

That did it. Bradley lined up and sank into the sweetest hole he’d ever had, one he wanted over and over again. They both groaned their pleasure when Bradley bottomed out. He covered Chance’s back again, making short, jabbing thrusts.

“Yes, that’s it. Oh, fuck Bradley.” Chance was working his inner muscles, milking Bradley’s cock.

“Damn, baby. Such a sweet ass. Gonna remember this is mine?” He nipped the tendon where Chance’s shoulder and neck met, then leaned up, planted his feet on either side of Chance, gripping his shoulders, then started fucking pounding his lover’s ass. He was fucking taking his man.

“Oh, oh fuck, fuck, fuck. Harder,” Chance said, louder with each word. He’d forgotten how vocal Chance was. Bradley ran a hand down Chance’s spine then smacked each cheek, one then the other, both of them making animal-like sounds as Chance’s body spasmed, ass clenching with each blow. Their sweating skin slapped together obscenely.

“This. Is. Mine.” Thrust, thrust, thrust. He felt wild, like a man possessed. He’d almost lost this and he’d been horrified, unhinged. He was almost scared of how badly he wanted to
claim
this man. But he didn’t have to. Chance came to him. Chance came back.

“Yours. Yes, yours.” He’d never heard sweeter words.

“Give me your hands,” Bradley said. Chance lay his head on the rug and put his hands on his back. Bradley took hold of them, leaning back, practically standing in squatting position as he swung his hips into Chance’s ass. Using Chance’s hands to balance in his squat-fucking position, enjoying the hedonistic things coming from Chance’s mouth he’d never thought Chance capable of saying, Bradley watched his cock as it pistoned in and out of Chance’s tight hole. Bradley’s thick cock stretching him obscenely and it was ridiculously hot seeing Chance take every inch like a pro.

“Fuck, Bradley, I’m gonna cum.”

“That’s right baby. Cum on my cock. Just let go.” And with a few more pounding thrusts, Chance yelled the fucking walls down as his body gripped Bradley’s tightly. When Bradley realized Chance was actually cumming on his cock, both hands still fisted in Bradley’s, supporting his best pounding-fuck position, he lost it too. He let go of Chance’s wrists, covering Chance completely and growling in Chance’s ear as he shot in the condom inside him with each inward thrust.

When he was finally spent, they both stayed motionless, joined, for what felt like hours but was probably only minutes. Bradley stood and helped Chance stand up. Chance was a little unsteady on his feet as Bradley led him to his room and lay him down on his belly on the bed.

He did away with the condom and got a towel to clean the lube, lotion to smooth over Chance’s abused backside. Now that the adrenaline had worn off he’d fretted over whether he’d gone too far.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked.

Chance’s head popped up, face red, but his expression that of someone who was well and truly blissed out from a good hard fuck. “Are you kidding? That was… Wow.”

Bradley let out a relieved chuckle. He started smoothing lotion over Chance’s ass, getting a sexy mewl and shake of the ass from the fine man under his hands. He slowly worked up, massaging Chance’s back for a moment before placing the lotion on the bedside table and getting under the sheet. Chance followed suit, staying on his stomach, but resting his chin on a hand placed on Bradley’s chest. 

Running his hands up and down Chance’s back, Bradley enjoyed the stillness, how they’d just found a weird balance after the world had been tilting in every direction but the right one for so long.

“You’re not, like, into S&M are you?”

Bradley laughed loudly. “No, man. Honestly, I liked being in charge. I’ve always been one to be more aggressive in bed.”

“I’ve noticed,” Chance smirked. “I think that was the first thing that I noticed was different. You just made me feel things, you let me shut down my brain and just
feel
. I’ve never been able to just be out of my own head like I am with you.” He looked up, blinking his pretty blue eyes lazily. “I mean that both in and out of the bedroom.”

“I’m glad,” Bradley said, softly, running his fingers through Chance’s thick, dark hair. He loved that Chance was being so open with him right now. He always had been, but this was different. Obviously more intimate. “And I loved spanking you, taking care of you. But I’ve never done it like that before. I’ve dabbled with other boyfriends but with you, it was something that just… I needed it and you wanted it.”

Chance nodded then was silent for another beat. “It was intense,” Chance said. “Is it always like that?”

Bradley put a finger under Chance’s chin and tilted his head in just the right way to kiss him softly. “It’s
never
been like that.”

Chance practically preened, which made Bradley smile. “Because I meant it,” Chance said, quietly. His face was still, serious in a way that Bradley had come to know well.

“Did you mean it honestly that you and Caitlin were done?”

“Completely. We’ve really been over since day one, honestly. She reminded me when he hadn’t even… y’know… in over a year.”

“Okay, well let’s not even talk about that.” Though secretly he was okay with that tidbit of information, just didn’t want to hear further than that.

“Can you live with me figuring out my closet issue?”

Bradley sighed. “Don’t force my hand.”

“Was that a spanking joke?”

“Be serious.”

Chance sighed and sat up, wincing a bit when his ass hit the mattress. “Ouch.” Bradley batted his lashes innocently. “Look, I’m going to figure this out. I just need a minute, okay? This is all really new, but I’m going to do my damnedest not to let you down here.”

Bradley searched Chance’s earnest expression. He wanted to believe Chance, and Chance had just said he’d meant all those words of “Mine” and “Yours”. And he’d come back.

“I will. But remember that my job is done here in August. I’m not saying I’m staying or going. Let’s just take this one day at a time.”

Chance leaned down and gave him a sweet kiss. “I can live with that.” Then Chance’s hand slid down under the covers and he cupped Bradley’s slowly thickening cock. “Now, I believe I have some lost time to make up for before morning comes and I have to deal with the rest of the world.

Bradley smirked as Chance slid underneath the covers but the smirk was lost to a moan when warmth covered his cock and coaxed it back to life.

Oh, he’d definitely be glad to help Chance catch up on lost time if he was as quick a study as he seemed to be. Though he didn’t kid himself. He was so gone on the boy at this point, he could give a toothy blowjob and Bradley would probably find it amazing.

Another moan escaped his lips and within a very short time considering the fact he’d just cum thirty minutes earlier, Chance’s mouth and hands had Bradley over the edge. And this time he swallowed.