“Matias,” I breathed as I closed my eyes and tried to take in all the sensations that were bombarding my body.
Matias still had one hand on my dick which he began moving as he pulled out of my body and then slowly slid back in. I cried out in pleasure as electricity sparked beneath my skin. Between the cock spearing in and out of me and the rough hand matching that same pace on my dick, the coil inside of me began to build and build on itself at a frightening pace. I tried to focus on anything other than the pleasure in the hopes of staving off my release, but when Matias grunted in my ear and then shoved me down over the worktable, I knew I wouldn’t have to.
With one hand on my hip and the other surrounding my cock, Matias began working every part of me over. His thrusts in and out of my body quickly turned rough and frantic. The friction of his dick shuttling in and out of me left me dizzy with the need to come. The table beneath me began to rattle as Matias fucked me harder and harder. I was completely at his mercy and I loved every second of it. It wasn’t until Matias’s free hand moved from my hip to my mouth that I realized my cries of pleasure were letting my neighbors know how much I was loving the rough ride.
Matias’s weight covered my back as he began desperately humping me as he seemingly tried to get deeper and deeper with every forward thrust. His grunts matched mine as we each sought our release. Matias replaced the hand over my mouth with his lips. His tongue melded with mine in a dance that was just as frantic as the one happening between our lower bodies. Matias dropped his free hand to cover mine on the table and then he was rutting into me like an animal. Pots and gardening tools began falling off the worktable as the steam from our hot breath began fogging up the windows in the shed. Incoherent pleas for relief began falling from my lips between kisses and sweat started to drip off my body.
I was sure I couldn’t go on any longer when Matias suddenly tightened his grip on my shaft and frantically stroked me. As desperate as I’d been to come, the orgasm still hit me out of nowhere. “Yes, right there. Yes, God, please!” I shouted. Matias slammed his mouth down on mine to swallow down the rest of my screams of pleasure. My entire body exploded as I came. Hot semen sprayed over my belly and chest as stars danced behind my closed eyes. Matias grunted against my mouth and then he shoved in hard and deep, pushing me onto the balls of my feet. His fingers gripped mine on the table as his body jerked and thrashed against mine. His dick pulsed inside of me, making me curse the condom that was keeping us from truly being one.
Matias’s orgasm caused one aftershock after another to rock my body and by the time I sagged against the table in complete surrender, Matias’s body was the only thing keeping me upright. I groaned every time Matias jerked inside of me, signaling that he too was experiencing heavy aftershocks of pleasure.
I couldn’t say how long we lay bent over the table for, but by the time Matias straightened and pulled free of me, rain was beating against the window of the almost too-hot shed and the fading sunlight was leaving behind an orange glow. Fabric rustled behind me. I told myself I needed to move but I was still too physically exhausted.
Problem was, my mind wasn’t at all tired. In fact, it was busier than ever.
And that wasn’t a good thing.
Several questions kept replaying on a loop in my head.
Did I really just get fucked senseless in my garden shed while all my neighbors were going about the business of sitting down to dinner?
What would Mac say if he’d known what I’d done?
Had I pleased Matias?
If so, when could we do it again?
Where could we do it again?
It was the silence around me that finally snapped me from my reverie. The silence that obliterated all my other questions and left me just one.
Why isn’t he saying anything?
I somehow forced my jelly-like limbs to respond to my commands to move. My body hurt everywhere as I straightened, but it was the sting in my ass that had me wanting to smile.
But I couldn’t… not with that question still unanswered.
“Matias?” I made the mistake of saying before I’d turned around. Because as soon as I did, as soon as I saw him with his back to me and his clothes already in place, I knew the answer to the question.
I felt sick to my stomach. This was a moment I was very familiar with. While I’d never had any of those awkward “walk of shame” times with Mac, there’d been plenty of them with the guys I’d performed oral sex on. In those days, the guys hadn’t been able to get away from me fast enough.
Just like Matias couldn’t get away from me fast enough now… the only difference was that he wouldn’t be spouting some kind of stupid excuse about needing to deal with something at work or having an early morning meeting or whatever.
I glanced around the shed at the path of destruction Matias had created in his efforts to get me to the table. I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. I didn’t give a shit about the mess, though. I was too busy wallowing in the fact that the gorgeous man had wanted me so badly that he’d literally let nothing stand in his way.
And now he couldn’t get away from me fast enough.
God, I was such a fool.
Of course it had just been about sex. What else was it supposed to have meant? Had I really been expecting undying declarations of love and devotion?
“You should probably get going,” I murmured as I reached down to pull up my pants. There was semen all over my belly, but I didn’t care.
Matias didn’t move.
He also didn’t look at me.
I wanted to throw up.
“Elliot will be bringing Ryan home soon,” I lied. In reality, Elliot wouldn’t be back with his brother for several hours. But I was a desperate man. “He’ll probably have Cruz with him,” I added.
Matias seemed to flinch when I mentioned his brother’s name.
Since I couldn’t bear to watch Matias walk away, I turned my back to him as I zipped and buttoned my pants. My torn shirt was on the floor at my feet, so I reached down to scoop it up. That was when I heard footsteps. As I straightened, I closed my eyes. I hated the silent prayer I sent heavenward asking for those steps to get louder instead of softer.
They didn’t.
It was all I could do to hold back my tears of disappointment when I heard the shed door open and then close. I took my time pulling my shirt on. By the time I turned around, I thought I’d gotten past the hope that despite evidence to the contrary, Matias had stayed.
But I hadn’t gotten past it.
Just like he hadn’t stayed.
Chapter 13
Matias
I didn't need to look in the direction of the door to know who was coming through it when it opened. None of the other residents of the apartment building ever came up to the roof and there was only one person in my life who knew that if I wasn't on the job or following yet another useless lead on the whereabouts of Bishop, that I would be in the northwest corner of the building’s highest level. While my apartment building wasn't much to look at and the units were more functional than pretty, the building had a great view of Puget Sound if you knew where to stand.
"God, I hate when you do that," my brother said from behind me. I glanced over my shoulder at him, then down at the narrow ledge I was standing on.