Promises: The Next Generation (Bounty Hunters 5)

Kell’s eyes darted from side to side as he wondered how the hell Ty knew that. They’d barely discussed past lovers. He wasn’t sure of Ty’s reasoning for not inquiring more thoroughly, but he didn’t want to know the details of the women Ty said he’d dated, either. Kell had confessed to going to a couple of clubs in his early twenties but had quickly disliked the casualness of it all. Hand jobs in the bathroom. Blowjobs in the backseat in a dark parking lot weren’t for him. So, did Ty infer that meant he hadn’t let any man have his body?

“I’m twenty-seven, you think I’ve never done… had… I, I never said I was a virgin.” Kell fumbled that sentence like a damn virgin. His cheeks warmed. Damnit. “So, what made you assume that?”

Ty’s smug grin was infuriating. With his body pinning him in place Ty stroked his cheek tenderly. “Because you are innocent like a virgin, Kell. You made me earn my touches like a virgin. You made me wait weeks for a kiss like a virgin… you blush pretty like one too.” Ty bent down and kissed his cheek then licked over Kell’s parted lips. “And you taste pure and clean like one.”

Kell moaned at Ty’s firm cock digging into his stomach.

“And now that you’ve found a man to honor you, to love you, to obey you and to marry you. You’re acting slutty like one.” Ty chuckled into Kell’s mouth. He didn’t know what else to do but bite Ty’s lip.

“I’m not acting slutty,” Kell gritted through clenched teeth.

“Shit. The hell you’re not.” Ty groaned when Kell reached around and grabbed two handfuls of his ass. It fit nicely in his palms.

“I haven’t um… ’you know, gone all the way with anyone… but I have had…” Kell didn’t want to finish that confession. What was he thinking about to admit that? Idiot. TMI.

Ty abruptly stilled Kell’s hips and stood up to his full height. Kell chanced a look up into Ty’s eyes to find them blazing with molten chocolate heat. Next thing he knew, he was out of his heavy jacket, his scarf gently but quickly removed from around his throat. Ty tossed them onto the entranceway table and crowded him again. He gripped Kell’s hand and pulled him over to a dining table with four chairs that was already set up with laptops and the files from work.

Ty yanked one of the chairs out and turned it around. He sat and grabbed the buckle of Kell’s belt and yanked him forward, forcing him to spread his legs and straddle his lap. His ass was pressed down onto Ty’s firm cock by a heavy, insistent palm on his shoulder. Kell’s head fell back in ecstasy, he could feel that thickness so clearly through his thread-worn denims.

Ty spread his long legs wide, as if preventing Kell from getting up until he was damn good and ready. “Look at me,” Ty ordered.

Kell’s dick leaked.

Ty gripped his waist with one hand while the other dug into his hair. Kell shuddered cruelly, his ass pulsing like the slut he was indeed becoming. Ty wasn’t rough with him and he never yanked his hair, but the way he firmly brought Kell’s head down to look at him made him feel so controlled. Possessed. “Tell me what you were saying. What have you had…?”

Kell rotated his hips, his eyes falling closed. Was Ty wanting him to say something? If he wanted to ask him questions and make him think then he shouldn’t have sat him on his damn lap.

“Tell me now,” Ty growled against his ear lobe. “What have you had?”

“No one.” Kell breathed. Oh God. “Just…”

“Just what?”

Kell groaned. He didn’t want to say it—men didn’t discuss these things out loud—but he knew Ty wouldn’t freaking let up. “I have a… a toy.”

Ty didn’t laugh or ridicule him. Instead, he moaned low and deep enough to vibrate Kell’s balls. His cock throbbing angrily under Kell’s ass. “And when was the last time you used it?”

Kell wanted to crawl off Ty’s lap but he couldn’t. He was trapped. He squeezed his lids tighter, willing his dick to stop crying. Ty gripped his ass and jerked him back to attention. Kell’s eyes rolled. That move mimicked sexing too much.

“When?”

“Weeks.” Kell sighed. “Lots of weeks.”

“Good.” Ty stood taking Kell with him. He wrapped his legs tight around Ty’s body as if he was about to take him down to the floor. He easily walked them over to the wall behind the table and pressed Kell’s back against it. Ty kissed his throat then up to the shell of his ear, “I know what you want, Kell. It drives me crazy how much you need it from me. But, I’m going to do exactly what I said and marry you first before I go inside you. I want you wearing my ring and all my jewels when I spill deep in you.”