I understood why we shouldn't sleep together, but it was a stupid reason. If he was so worried about not coming back to me, then why wait to find out when that would be. I had seen the way losing my father had wreaked my mom. But she still married him and fell in love with him, even with how dangerous his job was. I would not tell him that though because it might only cement his firm belief. Instead, I nodded.

“I understand that but if you change your mind, My door is open,” I said looking at him.

He looked like he might take up the offer right here and now. But he just sighed.

“Lukas, Trust me. I want what your offering but you have lost enough.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, with your parents and stuff, you don’t deserve to have to worry about someone you might get romantically involved with dying too.”

“You know I’m still going to worry, Even if we aren’t romantically involved or even fucking right?”

“That’s not fair to you.”

“I’m finding out something about you Andrei.”

“What’s that?”

“You really like to take my choices away and you seem to think I’ll follow what you want me to do. Sadly, that will not happen, You are not in control of me.”

“Lukas, Please let’s not——”

“Andrei, Understand something for me, If I’m going to fall in love with you, I don’t need your permission to do it. Now you can join me in the adventure or you can get off the ride, your choice, but you won’t make mine.”

“I understand.”

“Good.”

He looked down at his watch before cursing.

“Ah fuck, I’m late.”

“Better be off then.”

“We aren’t done this conversation Lukas, Remember that.”

“Sounds good to me, Next time, let’s have this conversation over dinner.”

He sighed, as we walked back to the front door. As he slipped his shoes on, his tie was bothering me. He stood up straight, looking like he was about to say something. I grabbed his tie lightly and moved it over just a bit so it was straight. He looked a little bothered by my action but said nothing.

“Hurry along Andrei, before your any later.”

“Right, I’m already late.”

“Bye-bye.”

He opened the door and from where I was I could hear him curse all the way back to his SUV. I felt both a little bad and not at all bad. He had been tricked to come over here, to be fair we both had been tricked. At least now, we were on somewhat of the same page with the whole, Lunch with his ex deal. I still didn’t like it.

Shaking my head, I closed the door heading back to the kitchen to wash the few dishes that were there. The sound of a car pulling back into the driveway had me really confused, and I turned the water off and made my way to go look.

Andrei opened the front door, kicking his shoes off and I raised my eyebrow looking at him.

“I’m already late. No point.”

“What happened to we couldn’t do this?”

“What happened to my door is always open.”

“Oh, Touche.”

He dropped his wallet, keys and everything else in his pocket along with his phone that was ringing on vibration, on the table by the door. His tie went there too, he hung his jacket up on the rack.

“Did you want to answer that?”

“No, I put it on silent for a reason.”

“Mmm, I see.”

He walked towards me like he owned the very ground we stood on. I had butterflies in my stomach as he got closer to me. He was such a handsome man. I wanted to touch him in the worst of ways. He stopped just a foot away from me. I closed the space between us. He kissed me with such a fire that made the other kiss before feel like a mere spark. If this was the only time, this was going to happen, I hoped it lasted hours, maybe days, if that was possible.

When we pulled away each of us gasping for air, I hooked my finger in his belt as I turned and walked towards the stairs and my bedroom, Pulling him behind me. He didn’t even fight me in the slightest. The bottom of the stairs was right there, Andrei grabbed my wrist making me turn around.

He didn’t even warn me he was going to pick me up, He just did it. He carried me up the stairs with no problems and it reminded me of our apparent height difference of a foot or more. I didn’t even have to remind him where my bedroom was; he remembered.

When we got into the room, He set me on the floor. He slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt and I watched, drinking the whole man in as he gave me a good show. I wanted to take photos of him, just like this, lowlights in minimal clothing. He was so seductive; I was already tangled in his web; I was only wanting to tangle myself further.

“Like what you see Lukas?” He said his voice barely above a hushed whisper.

“Oh yeah, Lowlights and minimal clothing on you, really is your look. I want to take photos, but I don’t have the patience right now.”

“Come here. Let me touch you.” Andrei said his voice deep and silky in a way I would never forget. Stepping into his personal space, he made quick work of my sweater and tank top. His hand ran over my skin and I loved it. I loved the feeling of his hands on me.

“This is what I thought about when you said you wanted to put your hands on me last week,” I said breathlessly into the cold air of my bedroom.

“Is that right?”

“Yes. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to punch you first then kiss it better, or fuck you first and punch you later.”

“Should I be concerned about you hitting me now Lukas?” He said flashing me a cocky smile.

“Not unless you have a kink I don’t know about.”

He chuckled softly. And it was such a pleasant, distracting noise that I hadn’t noticed his hands had gone lower on my body and he had undone my pants. But I was pulled back from enjoying the sound of his chuckle when his thumb brushed the tip of my cock. He had pulled all the air from my body with one single touch from his thumb.

I was unsure if I should be embarrassed or impressed he had made me so breathless from just one touch. Reaching up, I tangled my hands in his hair as he touched me. It had been a long time since someone had touched me like this, but the feeling was so different. He brushed his thumb around the tip of my cock one last time before he took his hand out of my boxers. He brought his thumb up to his mouth and watched his tongue flick out licking the pad of his thumb. Something about the very action had been erotic to me, he had tasted my pre-cum.

Pulling my hands from his hair, I reached for his belt. It wasn’t a struggle to get it loose like I figured it would be. Pulling it free of the loops of his suit pants, It really was a nice belt, soft black leather. It was super easy to get his pants off then. He had simple soft black cotton boxers on; they were definitely some name brand I couldn’t pronounce to save my life. I could see he was hard and pressing against his boxers. He stood there in just his unbuttoned dress shirt and his boxers.

I took a few steps back, my own pants falling to my knees and being kicked off along the way. He was really great looking like this. He clearly took care of himself now and it gave him such mouth-watering body qualities, but even if he didn’t have those, he would still be handsome in so many ways. I needed a photo of this, in the worst way.

“Lukas, what are you—-”

“Hold still, just like that for me. I have—- hm yes.”

“Alright.”

He seemed to understand exactly want I wanted. He stood completely still as I grabbed my new camera and changed a few settings before I took a dozen photos, before setting it on the top of my dresser and making my way back to him. He smirked at me,

“Did you get all the shots you wanted?”

“Hardly, but photographs can wait.”

He shared the same thoughts on that, that I did, he rested his hand on the back of my neck as he leaned down and kissed my lips with the same hunger as before, if not worse now. There was no turning back from this now, I needed to know what it was like to be fully devoured by this man.

He removed his dress shirt, tossing it somewhere in the room. I knew I had lube and condoms in the nightstand bottom drawer, but I was unsure if the condoms would be any good. I knew the lube was still good.

Looking in his eyes, it was like I could see how bad he wanted to pounce on me like I was his prey.

“Do you have condoms and lube?” Andrei asked, no hesitation in his voice.

“Of course.”

Heading to the nightstand I pulled open the drawer and pulled the condoms and lube out, closing the drawer before he had time to see anything else I kept in that drawer, like my couple vibes and the skin safe wax candles. We could play with those at some other time. I was pretty sure this wouldn’t be the first and last time we touched this way.

Passing the condoms and lube to Andrei he set them on the dresser. He started to pull his boxers off. He never even asked for me to give him a blow job and that was odd to me. Stopping his hand from pulling the rest of his boxers down, I spoke.

“Lay down. I want to taste you.”

“Lukas, I don’t get off on blow jobs, I’ve never been able to.”

“Let me try? If you don’t want it, we can stop.”

“Alright.”

He laid back on my bed and stood there just taking him all in for what had to be the tenth or fifteenth time since he stripped for me. Pulling his boxers the rest of the way off him, it impressed me, the thickness of his cock. He wasn’t super long; he was about a good six and a half or seven inches. His thickness was easily his strong suit.

I wrapped my hand around his shaft, and he closed his eyes. Getting right up on the bed, I dipped my head down and flicked my tongue across the head of his cock. He tensed. I wanted for him to say something, but he didn’t. He had a scar that didn’t look like a surgery scar along his hip bone and it was long faded but still visible as I took his cock in my mouth.

I had taken longer than he was, but it was his thickness that was going to make my gag reflex act up. Bobbing my head slowly along his cock he relaxed again and his head was tipped back. He clearly felt what I was doing to him.

I had learned a trick in college that was a sure-fire way to make most men blow their load. I was going to work him up a little more like this before I employed my trick.

Deep-throating him, He made an audible hiss as my throat spasmed around his cock. I hummed with his cock in my mouth and his hips jumped. He shoved his cock further down my throat as he came and my throat spasmed.

Pulling my mouth off and away from his cock, I coughed and tried to take in as much air as I could. My throat was burning and gave me flashbacks of college, but I would be ok.

“Oh fuck, shit. Sorry, Lukas, That was purely accidental.” He said concern filling his face.

“No worries. I’ll live.” I said still panting for air after his accidental cum shot straight down my throat.

“Fuck, I’ve never had that happen before.”

“You can thank my college education for that one.”