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Precome leaked from both their cocks as Zach worked them higher, eyes locked with Wyatt's heated gaze. He could see the tension and restraint in every line of Wyatt's powerful body. But the bigger man remained still, letting Zach use that phenomenal cock however he wanted.
Zach stroked himself faster, pleasure coiling hot and tight in his core. He sucked and stroked eagerly, moaning at the slick sounds of skin on skin. He wanted to cum with Wyatt's thick length still stretching his lips wide, wanted to swallow down everything Wyatt had to give…
He redoubled his efforts on Wyatt's cock, licking and sucking desperately. His own hand flew over his rigid length. They were both right on the edge, Wyatt's thighs trembling with restraint beneath Zach's working mouth.
"Fuck, gonna come—" Wyatt choked out in warning. But Zach just hummed and sucked harder, urging Wyatt's release. With a guttural groan, Wyatt came hard down Zach's throat in thick, hot spurts. Zach eagerly swallowed every last drop, his climax sizzling through him like a bolt of lightning. His own orgasm hit him simultaneously. He arched up into his fist as he came, his whole body throbbing with it, matching the pulse in Wyatt's cock.
Panting, Zach released Wyatt's softening cock and sat back on his heels. Wyatt's heated gaze took in the sight of Zach kneeling in front of him. "Shit, kid, that was..." Wyatt trailed off, at a loss for words.
Zach smirked as he took in Wyatt's disheveled state. The bigger man's muscular chest was flushed, his cock still hanging out of his pants and glistening with Zach's saliva. Wyatt's thighs were trembling faintly, evidence of the incredible restraint he had shown throughout Zach's relentless teasing.
Wyatt's eyes blazed as he met Zach's gaze. Zach could see the raw desire and hunger burning there, could feel the power of Wyatt's dominant energy straining against the boundaries Zach had laid down. Zach's smirk widened, enjoying the thrill of having this dangerous man leashed but straining at the bit.
It was all an act, of course. At any time, Wyatt could have pinned him in place with one single hand. Could have used him however he wanted.
But he hadn't.
Wyatt shifted on the couch, thighs flexing, and Zach's eyes were drawn down to the impressive package still on display. He felt an answering throb in his own spent cock. He wished he could climb onto Wyatt's lap right now, feel those powerful hands grabbing his hips as Wyatt thrust up into him. Zach knew that cock would feel incredible spearing into him, hitting all the right spots and stretching him wide.
But despite the mutual desire crackling between them, Zach resisted the temptation.
As much as his body might ache for more, he wasn't ready to give over that much control. Not yet.
Zach just smirked, tucking himself back into his jeans and rising to his feet. "Thanks for the tip," he said with a wink, sauntering to the door. He could feel Wyatt's eyes on him the whole way, burning with lust and questions. But Zach didn't look back.
He'd given Wyatt a taste — now the ball was in the other man's court.
Zach drove in a daze, emotions swirling through him. He couldn't keep a hint of a smile from playing about his lips as he continued his deliveries. The remaining pizzas had gone cold during his extended absence, but he delivered them anyway, muttering apologies to customers that he didn't mean in the slightest.
For the first time in a long while, he felt something other than bitterness or resignation. There was an unfamiliar lightness in his chest, a sense of possibility he hadn't experienced before.
With most guys, Zach never let his guard down. He kept up his armor of attitude, doling out just enough sass and sex appeal to keep them strung along for the ride, without ever revealing anything real.
But something had been different with Wyatt. Against his better judgment, Zach had allowed himself to be open and vulnerable. He'd asserted his needs clearly, instead of playing the usual games — never asking for any boundary, in the fear that it'd just be broken anyway.
And miraculously, Wyatt had listened.
The big, intimidating man had submitted to Zach's pace and desires without hesitation. The memory of Wyatt restraining himself, muscles quivering with unfulfilled lust as he obeyed Zach's commands, sent a spike of heat through the younger man. The thrill of having that kind of power and control over such a masculine and dangerous man was intoxicating.
But even more surprising was the way Wyatt had looked at him — with heat and hunger, yes, but also something more in his eyes. Like he was seeing Zach, really looking at him, instead of just seeing his snarky facade.
It made Zach feel exposed, but… at the same time, also strangely safe. Wyatt hadn't taken advantage when Zach was vulnerable. He hadn't pushed for more than Zach offered. He let Zach set the boundaries without complaint or expectation.
Zach couldn't remember the last time someone made him feel that respected during sex. Was this what intimacy could feel like? The thought left him feeling off-kilter, but also tentatively buoyant, in a way he hadn't felt for a long time.
There were no illusions, though. Zach knew he and Wyatt came from different worlds. Whatever this strange connection between them was, it wasn't going to go anywhere.
That didn't matter. For once, the future felt like it held possibilities, instead of just emptiness stretching on forever.
Chapter five
Zacharrivedatworkfeeling lighter than air. For the first time in a long while, a small smile played on his lips as he went through the motions of his mundane job.
He didn't know what this meant or where it would lead. But the glow remained, keeping him warm from the inside out. He smiled to himself as he walked back into Joey's Pizza. He felt off-balance, but in the best possible way. Like he was teetering on the brink of something new and scary, but he didn't want to stop himself from falling.
But that good mood evaporated as soon as he saw Hal emerge from his office. His boss had a look on his face that Zach knew all too well. It was the look that said Hal wanted something from him. Zach's skin crawled.
"Zach, can you step into my office for a minute? I wanted to have a little talk with you," Hal said lightly, as if he was asking about the weather. But his eyes were keen and predatory. Zach could see the hunger there, the entitlement. Like Zach was just a toy for him to use whenever he pleased.
