Perfect Fit: Book 4 of the Fated Hearts Series (4 page)

I rose from my table without saying a word to my dinner companions and followed Miller to the restroom. I hadn’t planned out what I wanted to say to him, but it seemed words weren’t needed. Miller took a quick look around to make sure we were alone and then pushed me back against the wall. He placed his hands on the back of my neck and pulled my mouth down to his at the same time he pressed his body against mine. Kissing wasn’t usually included when I hooked up with another man, but this felt different. I had been craving the feel of his lips against mine.

It wasn’t a gentle, get-to-know-you kiss; it was a full on fucking of our mouths. His hands remained firmly on the back of my neck as our teeth scraped and bumped, lips were nipped, and our tongues dueled for dominance. If his kiss could set me ablaze, then what would he do to me once he was inside of me. Would his heat sear me and mark me for life?

Miller jerked away from our kiss and ended it as abruptly as he began it. “I’m going to take what you’ve been offering me all fucking night long.” His voice was rough and dark; it sent thrills up and down my spine. I wanted to hear that voice in my ear as he lived out his promise, but that didn’t mean I was going to make it easy for him.

“The offer to tap my ass expired a month ago,” I lied. “I’ll gladly fuck
you
into next week though.”

“Huh uh,” Miller shook his head, “I’m going to have that ass tonight for as long, and as hard, as I want it.”

I screwed up my face into an uncertain expression. “I don’t bottom, Miller.”

“I don’t either, so I think we’re at an impasse.” He took a slight step backward, just enough to let air flow between our bodies. I wanted to reach for him, but I wouldn’t give away my hand so easily. I knew a compromise would need to be reached and only one solution came to mind.

“Let’s flip.” My offer was met with a raised, skeptical brow.

“As in a coin to see who gets to top?”

“To see who tops
first
.” My words were slow and deliberate, spelling out for him the dirty images that had just flitted through my brain. Miller’s breath hitched in his throat before he swallowed hard. I watched the movement of his Adam’s apple and longed to sink my teeth into it.

“Jesus, Jag.” He sounded breathless, as if I managed to shock him and turn him inside out all at the same time. “I… Your place is closer,” he finally stammered out. I was confused for a second, no surprise since all of my blood was flowing toward my dick, but then I recalled he had looked at my license the night I fought with Gray.

“It’s a gated community so I’ll need to leave your name with the attendant if you’re not following directly behind me.”

“Miller Brexler.”
As if I forgot his name.
His light blue eyes turned a shade darker and turbulent the more excited he became and I couldn’t help but wonder how they’d look when he came. He didn’t say another word before he left the bathroom.

I shook my head as I followed a few minutes later. My behavior at dinner had been less than professional and I needed to get my shit together to prevent further embarrassment in front of my colleagues. My thin trousers didn’t do much to hide the evidence of my arousal, so I buttoned my suit jacket and hoped for the best as I made my way back to the table.

It turned out that my concern wasn’t warranted, because my table was completely empty when I returned; I was left to wonder just how long I had been in the restroom with Miller. My boss, Paul Bergen, left me a note on the table. He congratulated me on a job well done that afternoon and said he could tell that I had different celebratory plans for the night and he couldn’t blame me. He let me know that my dinner and tip had been covered by the team. Although I appreciated his sentiment, I was still mortified that they thought I might be hooking up in the bathroom. I needed to decide if I approached Paul with an explanation or just let it go. I felt Miller’s eyes on me and I looked up. The heat I saw in his eyes made all thoughts of work dissipate. I gave him a subtle nod and left the restaurant.

The blood hummed in my veins similar to the purr of the engine in my BMW. They both made me feel alive as I eagerly zipped across town to wait for Miller. I gave his name to the guard on duty and drove myself home, where I paced the floors – nearly bursting with anticipation. I began removing my tie, jacket, and vest as I paced, because I had to do something with my hands.

The ringing of the doorbell signaled that I was about to be put out of my misery. I threw open the door and found Miller on my doorstep smiling his cocky, half smile. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him inside then slammed the door behind him.

We crashed head-on into each other, hands and mouths all over one another. It was the hottest, most feral joining I had ever experienced and I knew it was something I wouldn’t soon forget. I heard the buttons from my shirt bounce all over the hardwood floor of my foyer from where Miller ripped my shirt open. I would have protested, but my breath was stuck in my throat as Miller pressed his kiss-swollen lips to my neck.

“Fuck!” It was the only word I could think and form in the heat of the moment. He had reduced my brain to mush so that I could only act on natural instinct and mine was that of a gutter rat who stopped at nothing to get what he wanted.

I cupped him through his trousers and teased the hard length straining against the fabric. My ass clenched in eager anticipation of feeling that hard length rasping over my sensitive opening. The sharp teeth piercing the delicate skin over my collarbone had me crying out in pain and ecstasy. A voice in my brain cautioned that I was in no way prepared for the night I was about to experience, but I refused to give it audience.

“Heads or tails?” Miller’s whispered question in my ear sent violent spikes of lust straight to my balls. I could have told him right then that he could have me first, but my devilish side wanted him to earn it.

“Tails.” I said naughtily. I reached inside his pocket and made a big show of looking for a coin. In the process, I teased his erection through the thin fabrics of his pocket lining and his underwear. Miller’s teeth grabbed ahold of my ear and bit hard enough to get my attention. I slowly pulled out a quarter from his pocket and held it up for him to take from me.

Miller took a step back from me so he could flip the coin and I immediately missed his heat. He flipped the coin high in the air and it seemed like slow motion as I watched it arc and circle in the air before it descended to land by our feet.

“Heads.” His triumphant voice was paired with a piratical smile. “Take me to your bedroom, RIGHT. FUCKING. NOW.” His demand was made in a raspy growl that had me reaching for his hand and pulling him to my room.

Clothes and shoes went flying in between kisses that lit a bonfire in my soul as we crossed the threshold into my bedroom. There was nothing gentle about the way Miller maneuvered us to my bed or the way he pushed me down on top of it, but neither was it cruel. I wasn’t afraid of him - just the way he made me feel - because even then I knew there was something entirely different between us.

I spread my legs and Miller made himself comfortable between them. I had expected him to ask for the lubricant and condoms to get things started, but he surprised me with more kisses and exploring touches. His hands left a trail of spark and fire in their wake as he learned the contours of my upper body, all the while rubbing his erection against mine.

I wasn’t about to let him have all the fun, so I coasted my hands over the tightly formed muscles of his back until I reached the curved swells of his luscious ass. I grabbed ahold of his firm cheeks with both hands and pulled his hips tighter against me. I felt our combined pre-cum drip onto my stomach and it caused me to leak even more.

Miller broke our kiss and raised his head to look at me. His pupils had expanded, but not so much that I couldn’t still see the pale blue of his irises. Not a word was spoken as he leaned over and opened the bedside table drawer. It seemed like foreplay time was over and Miller was ready to fuck, which was fine by me because I ached to be fucked and then return the favor.

I watched as Miller slid a condom onto his long length before he reached for the lube. My ass puckered eagerly as he made a deliberate show of oiling up his fingers. Miller leaned back until he sat on his heels in a kneeling position between my legs. I spread my legs wider, exposing my entrance - and my vulnerability - to him.

“So sexy,” he murmured huskily as he pressed a blunt fingertip to the puckered flesh that surrounded my hole. I felt myself respond to his teasing touches, softening and relaxing to make the first slip of his finger inside me easier. My breath hissed out between my lips at the same time that Miller growled as my heat enveloped his finger all the way to his hand. “So fucking hot.”

My ass clenched and tightened around his penetration urging him for more, not pushing him away. Miller answered my silent plea by sliding a second finger deep inside me before he curled them up to tease the spot inside me that made me shake and quiver in pleasure.

“More.” It was all I could muster to say at that point because all of my focus was aimed at my rear entrance that was being stretched open for his penetration. Miller’s lips pursed in concentration as he worked his magical fingers in and out of me. “Fuck me, Miller.”

He said nothing as he withdrew his fingers and reached for more lubricant. His eyes remained on mine as he coated the condom with lube. Miller place one hand beside my head on my pillow as he leaned his perfectly toned body over mine. He reached for his dick with his other hand and guided it to my hole, where he teased me for several long seconds before he pushed the wide crown of his dick inside the tight ring of muscles.

The burn was intense, but very welcome, as he worked his way slowly inside me until I took him all the way to his root. I expected him to fuck me in earnest right then, but instead he lowered himself on top of me and ravished my mouth – slowly and completely. It was sweet and sexy, but I needed more from him.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed him tightly with my inner thighs at the same time I reached for his ass and pulled him deeper into me. Miller chuckled against my lips, but began to move inside me, slowly at first. I appreciated his consideration, but I wanted to be fucked hard and fast. I needed him to fuck me to my limit and beyond. I raised my head up off the pillow and bit his bottom lip, hard enough to make him gasp.

I licked the indentation I left, but smiled wickedly as his thrusts picked up in intensity. I was torn between wanting to make him lose control and come inside me or making him back off his orgasm until I could fuck it out of him, either way I’d be the reason he lost his load, and his mind.

One of my favorite benefits of being tall was having long limbs, which I took advantage of while he was fucking wildly into me. I kept my eyes locked on his, but reached for the lubricant. The
snick
sound caused by opening the bottle sounded louder than normal, but maybe my senses were just more in tune to everything around me. I lowered my legs to give me room to play with and torment him.

I used my free hand to pour the lubricant over the crack of Miller’s sexy-as-sin ass. Miller groaned loudly when the cool liquid dribbled over his heated flesh. I teased his opening just as he did for me with one finger, before I breached his tight passage with my eager digit. Miller’s thrusts lost their rhythm as I slid my finger as deep as I could from that angle.

The groans coming from his throat were animalistic and ferocious. Miller angled his thrust to peg my prostate with every sharp thrust forward and it was my turn to falter. His wicked smile told me he knew exactly what he was doing. The urge to let go and come all over us both was intense, but I refused to allow my body to give in that easily – not until I was buried deep inside his heat.

I continued to stretch him until he was pliable and ready; he continued to plunder my depths until sweat popped up all over my body from the exertion of holding back my orgasm. My balls retracted in preparation of exploding and I knew it was time to flip or lose my load. If I only had one night with the man, then I needed to make it count.

I retracted my fingers from his tight entrance and used my strong legs to roll him over until he was the one on his back and I was between his legs. I pulled the condom off of his cock and tossed it to the floor. I smiled evilly when he practically snarled his outrage from beneath me. It seemed that I wasn’t the only one who was about to come.

I grabbed a condom wrapper and held it up for him to see. “My turn, sexy.” I made quick work of rolling it on and lubing up before I pressed my cock to his ass and pushed inside him.

“Jag,” he roared my name, as I penetrated him for the first time. I liked my name on his lips more than I should for a casual fuck, but there was no time to contemplate the meaning when his heat threatened to burn me alive. “Show me what you’ve got, Big Guy.”

I grabbed his hands, pinned them above his head, and fucked him mercilessly in response to the challenge. His pupils were so blown that I could hardly see the pretty blue color of his eyes. Still, I was held captive in his gaze, unable to look away even if I wanted to.

“Come… g-g-going to come.” Miller’s voice was jagged and raw, as if the words were torn from him. I pressed on, not letting up on either my intensity or the pace. I needed to see him unravel beneath me, but couldn’t say right then why it mattered so damn much. “Jag. Please.”

“Come, Miller.” Those two words broke something loose inside him and his cum jetted from him in creamy ribbons all over his stomach.

I lowered my upper body until I felt his slick heat rub against my skin as I chased my own climax. I kept our hands locked together above his head and picked up my pace when I felt that familiar tingle in my spine and the answering zing in my balls. I did something I rarely did with anyone, I lowered my mouth to his for a searing kiss as my orgasm ripped through me. Miller took my cries and shouts into his mouth as I spilled inside the condom buried deep inside his body.