Dominque (Knights to Remember) (30 page)

“Right…” Jacob chewed his bottom lip for a while then closed down the file for the pictures while Dominque tried to stop him. “Erm, no. This is more important. I can't not be included in what is obviously a big part of your life. So…” He typed in Facebook on Google and waited. “How do I start this Facebook thingy?”

Dominque jerked upright. “Social media is my thing. Here, let me do it for you. It takes seconds.” He grinned, jumping a little in his seat. “This is sooo exciting. Your first account! Oh my God, this is momentous.”

Jacob sat there with an amused smirk on his face. “How old are you again?”

“Huh, listen, don’t start that. I have way more fodder to throw back at you age wise.”

“Age and experience count for more than youth.”

“I won't disagree with you.” Dominque kissed him. “So, what picture do you want as your profile?”

Jacob sighed. “This is not what I imagined we would be doing right now.”

“Look, this is important. How will you stalk me and generally keep tabs on everything I do while I'm away? This is stalker heaven. You'll love it.” Dominque bit back a smile as he watched Jacob do the same.

He looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded. “I have to admit, this is easier and cheaper than the guy I'm paying to follow you around. So, you're right, it’s important.”

Dominque laughed. He was pretty sure that was a joke,
pretty sure
. With a nervous flick of his eyes, Jacob grinned.

“That was a joke.”

“Of course it was.” Dominque nodded, slowly, watching Jacob break out into laughter. “Is it weird of me to think of that as a romantic thing?”

“Yes, absolutely.” Jacob kissed him through his chuckles. “Another reason keeping an eye on you at all times is needed.”

“I promise, after this, you're pinning me to the big bed I spotted in what could only be your room and fucking me through until tomorrow morning.”

“You say the sweetest things to me.” Jacob grinned, running his hand up Dominque’s thigh. “So, how long does this thing take to set up again?”

“It’s done. I used your email and a picture I took of you at the wedding.”

“That’s it?”

“Well, that’s the basics.”

“The basics is fine with me. Come here.” In one quick movement, Dominque was lifted over Jacob’s shoulder and they were heading to his bedroom while Dominque laughed and swung about. “What was that you were saying about my bed and you being fucked again, Boy?”

“I dunno, it’s hazy and I'm upside down so I can't think right.” Dominque laughed again as he got a slap on his arse. “I hope tomorrow takes a long time to come round.”

“Boy, you won't even remember your name let alone what day it is by the time tomorrow comes around.” Jacob tossed him onto the bed, watching as he bounced to a stop in the middle, still laughing and looking up at Jacob at the end of the bed. “Now, strip! Let’s start this ‘fucking into tomorrow’ thing now, shall we?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Dominque shimmed off his shirt with a smile, lying back on the cream sheets and slowly unbuttoning his jeans, giving Jacob a sinful view of his creamy flesh coming on display.

Jacob took hold of his shoes and socks, ripping them both off and then pulling his jeans down his legs, leaving him in just his tight shorts and a wide grin. “Hmm, that bed’s never looked better.”

He placed a kiss on Dominque’s ankle, working his way slowly up to his shorts, where he ran a fingertip under the band before excruciatingly slowly removing them inch by inch from his body, kissing the full length of his cock as it came into view and then all the way back down his legs. By the time he was naked, Dominque was already breathless and overeager for Jacob’s touch.

“Please,” Dominque groaned out, reaching up and taking hold of Jacob’s shoulder. “Please don’t make me wait for you tonight. I need this too much. I ache. I need you to fill me up. I need you to fuck me.” His body was on high alert, twitching and shuddering from the tiniest of touches. “Please, Sir.” He moaned out the words, playing on every little bit of ammo he had available to him.

“Boy, I’d be careful if I were you, because you begging… that’s something I could hear for a long time and not get bored of. I have—” He kissed his throat. “—unlimited—” another kiss. “—patience.”

Dominque reached between them both and clasped his balls in a firm grip, massaging them as Jacob hissed out the word ‘fuck’ far too loudly. “Hmm, and where is this patience you speak of?” Dominque was chuckling when Jacob took his hand from his full balls and placed them above his head, stretching out his frame before lying on top of him.

“I think someone needs to be taught to look and not touch.”

“But touching is one of my favourite things,” he half chuckled half moaned as Jacob tightened the grip on his wrists.

“You're in a playful mood today.”

“Do you dislike it?” Dominque was serious now and he looked into the shining green of Jacob’s eyes, unsure if his attitude was grating on him.

“I love it. I love you seeing you happy, and this is a new side to you which I'm getting to know. Although, it’s becoming obvious quite quickly you're a bit of a brat.”

Dominque snorted. “My D…” He found Jacob’s eyes and hesitantly licked his lips.

“Go on, finish it.”

“My Do—
the
Dom who trained me called me that too.”

“Is that right? Well then, I guess we both can't be wrong about this evaluation of you.”

“I guess not.”

“And did he have fun correcting this bratty behaviour?”

Dominque moaned louder as Jacob rolled his hips, working his hard cock against his stomach and kissing his nipple before sucking it. “I wasn’t overly bratty.”

“Shame.” Jacob nipped his other nipple before sucking it. “I enjoy a challenge.”

T
he moans Dominque made were turning Jacob inside out, and his cock was now straining in his jeans. They should have showered, or at least wiped themselves down and changed, but Jacob’s pristine requirements went out of the window, along with his restraint, it seemed.

Jacob took one of the pert nipples so blissfully offered into his mouth, toying the hard nub between his teeth before clamping his mouth around it and sucking. He noticed his boy enjoyed it when taken to the point of discomfort, not quite painful, but obviously more than he would normally receive from a partner. The shock and hunger those big eyes revealed gave away more than words ever could. Jacob moved to the next, licking and nibbling before covering it and sucking hard.

He enjoyed seeing the usually controlled and poised person writhing uncontrollably beneath him. His boy was confused by what his own body demanded, wanting to push Jacob from him but also welcoming him further. Every time Jacob backed off, Dominque would sigh in relief only to thrust his chest forwards the next moment. He was breathless and exposed, lying there in an erotic mess of arms and legs, caged in the bigger frame of Jacob above him.

In the months to come, Jacob imagined him strapped to a flogging bench, his wrists and ankles bound, his body pinned down tight, arms and legs splayed wide, his exquisite skin glowing in the candle light, waiting for Jacob to play with him. How he could tease his boy in that position. He could spend hours edging him closer and closer, listening to him beg before fucking him into oblivion.

That was later. Later when Jacob didn’t need to thrust his cock inside the tight heat of Dominque’s body and ride him until they were both a trembling mess on the sheets and his balls had emptied in his silky insides.

Jacob wasn’t in the right head space to play. Teasing and sensual touches with the promise of more exploration further into the night would have to do. He’d played it safe with Dominque at the castle, held back more than he’d done for years with other men, but his need to claim Dominque was greater than it had ever been.

“You want fucking,” he whispered throatily against Dominque’s sore nipple before licking it.

“Jacob… yes.”

Jacob smiled. He enjoyed hearing his name being called out in Dominque’s sultry way. “Use my name,” his voice so low and heavy Jacob barely recognised it himself. “I want the neighbours to know who’s been fucking you so good by tomorrow morning.”

Dominque gave a hoarse chuckle as he looked down at him. “Don’t think I’ll be the only one doing all the screaming. All the castle heard you coming for me.”

“Hmm, yes.” Jacob crawled up, unbuttoning his jeans at the same time. “I thought the walls would have been thicker considering it’s stone built. Who knew castles could be so sound conductive.”

Their eyes met, breathing heavy, bodies already slick, the atmosphere was thick and hot. Their connection was intense and shared, each understanding what the other burned for.

“Turn over.” Jacob lifted off him and kicked his jeans from his legs, turning back to find Dominque laid on his front, legs slightly parted, arms crossed at the wrists above his head. It made Jacob growl deep inside seeing him offered up so deliciously.

He didn’t even break his gaze from the incandescent display before him while he rummaged through the bedside drawer for the lube. Once found, he kneeled over Dominque’s thighs, flicking the cap open while he ran his palm slowly down the length of his spine, stopping on one of his butt cheeks where he petted it gruffly and then slapped it. It earned a sigh and a rise of his boy’s ass, offering it up for more, and Jacob obliged by giving the same cheek another three soft slaps.

His skin now blushed under his touch, Jacob leaned over the panting body beneath him, nudging the firm thighs wider before slipping a hand between his cheeks. When he began nibbling on Dominque’s neck, he slid a finger over his hole, pausing to tease his boy while he sucked. Dominque arched to his touch, spreading his legs wider, moaning loudly, and pressing his arse into Jacob’s hand.

Jacob’s cock was leaking, standing up against his stomach as he leaned further down, rubbing his length in long, slow motions over the hot flesh of Dominque’s thigh while his finger entered his body.

“So tight,” he whispered softly, closing his eyes and concentrating on the heat surrounding his digit, working it in and out of him a few times before adding a second. Dominque moaned louder, thrusting his hips upward and taking control of how deep and fast Jacob moved inside him. “You're ready,” Jacob grunted as he slipped his fingers free from Dominque, quickly parting the plump cheeks and rubbing his cock over his tight entrance.

With a slow push, his head entered Dominque, and they both paused, breathing hard, the moment stealing the last of Jacob’s restraint as he eventually pushed deeper. It was far more intense than before and Jacob stopped, keeping his cock encased in Dominque while he took a breath. He’d missed him, but hadn't realised how much.

“Jacob! Give me it all. I want it.” Dominque bucked underneath him, but Jacob held onto his hips and stilled his movements.

Then the realisation of why it felt so intense hit. “Shit!” He looked the open drawer and saw the shiny packet of condoms blinking back at him.

“Jacob…” Dominque bucked, slipping further down Jacob’s shaft and making him bite his lip so hard he tasted blood. The desire to push forward and fill that tight heat was driving him wild.

He moved backwards, only a fraction but Dominque cried out, looking back at him. “I need a—”

“Jacob, move, please.”

“Look,” Jacob grunted out as he delivered a sharp slap to his thigh. A stupid thing to do because Dominque clamped around him, almost sucking his cock deeper. “Ah, fuck! Look, we need a condom.”

Dominque stilled, panting before dipping his head to the mattress. “Why?”

Jacob paused for about a second. He had no reason which was valid. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!” Dominque was caught between a laugh and a sob, and when he lifted his head and looked into Jacob’s eyes, he pushed back a little, encasing Jacob’s length deeper inside his body. “I want to be yours.” He bucked under Jacob, moaning loudly as Jacob stretched him further open. His cock was now at breaking point, so thick and hard.

Before he could buck again, Jacob laid on Dominque so his chest pressed against his back, placing his thighs on either side of his boy’s, encasing every inch of Dominque’s body and pinning him to the bed. As Jacob moved above him, his cock shifted slowly further inside until his balls were flush against the firm globes. Jacob’s mouth was now pressing against Dominque’s cheek, their moans mixing as he began to move.

He slammed into him, making Dominque shift underneath his body. “I want it hard,” Jacob growled out.

“Do it,” Dominque croaked out. “I want it.”

Jacob slammed into him again. This time Dominque moved both of his arms to his sides, clinging onto Jacob’s legs as he was pounded into over and over by his thick cock. “So good. You're so fucking good.”

“Jacob! Please.”

Jacob ran one of his hands around Dominque’s neck, tilting it and pulling his head back so they could kiss as he fucked his tight body, banging into him violently. Their grunts and moans filled the apartment, the smell of their sex adding to the erotic atmosphere, intensifying every action with every breath they took. Dominque leaned his head back, Jacob’s hand slipping around his throat. He cried out when Jacob clenched his fingers, a reflex, not intentional. The reaction caused Jacob to keep it there, flexing his long fingers around the throat of his boy.

“What’s your safeword?” Jacob growled against the back of his neck as he continued to plough into his tight arse.

“Wolf,” Dominque breathed out.

“Good, Boy.” With that, Jacob tensed his fingers around Dominque’s throat, not stopping him from breathing, but allowing him to feel his hand gripping the tender area. Dominque rasped out his name over and over, and every time Jacob heard the sultry whimper, he would fuck him harder, ignited by the heat building between them. “Dominque…” Jacob was almost there.

“Jacob!”

He could feel the silken walls clinging around his cock spasm, clenching as Dominque rose higher and closer. It made him pound into him even rougher, his hand tightening around Dominque’s throat as his balls pulled tight. “Come! Come for me.”

With a shout, Dominque came, clamping around Jacob’s cock as he shot inside him for the first time, growling out his name as Jacob filled him up. “Fuck! Jacob, give me it all.”

“You got it.” Jacob gave him one last thrust then stilled in him, collapsing over him and panting as he kissed his neck, his hand now loose around his throat and both of them spent.

As they both calmed down, their breathing returning to a slower, less desperate state, Jacob slid out of Dominque’s wet body and laid beside him, stroking his cheek and placing tender kisses on his lips, soft air still panting over his mouth. “Well, I think we fulfilled our wish for the neighbours to know our names.” He chuckled as Dominque smiled lazily at him.

“We did.” Dominque’s voice was hoarse and gruff, making Jacob roll him onto his back so he could cage him between his arms and legs again and ravish his mouth. “You're going to get me hard again,” Dominque groaned through their kiss.

“That’s kind of the idea.” Jacob slid his cock against his and received a groan in response.

“Sensitive.”

“Just as I hoped. Now spread those firm thighs and let me suck that delicious cock until you're begging to come.”

Dominque chuckled but did as he was asked, watching Jacob kiss his way down his slick body, licking off the remnants of his seed from his stomach before encasing his soft cock in his mouth and working it down his throat. With a gasp, Dominque began to rut into his mouth, seeking more and growing stiffer with every flick of Jacob’s tongue. Jacob smiled before plunging down his entire length.

He would have Dominque passing out through his next orgasm, and if he didn’t, then there was always the next, or the next, or the one after that. They had all weekend, and Jacob intended to reduce his boy into a puddle of goo on his sheets before it was over.