Promises Part 1 (Bounty Hunters 1)

“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.

“Closer. Come closer, baby. I need to feel you against me,” Duke begged.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I’m heavier than I look.”

“Vaughan,” Duke rumbled, using his one hand to pull Vaughan’s body down on him.

Vaughan still supported most of his weight on his elbows but he leaned in until their chests were together. He kissed him again but he made sure to keep the kisses light, full of love. Vaughan didn’t want them to get out of control and end up hurting one another. Duke opened his legs and let Vaughan slide between them, and he immediately began to thrust gently into Duke’s balls. Damn, he was comfortable there. Where he’d known for years that he belonged. Loving on Duke Morgan.