Island Heat (16 page)

Are you at home?

Eli was already walking home as he sent the text message to Dean. As he scaled the light hill to the mansion, taking it slowly in the quiet evening, he waited for Dean to respond. Now and then, he paused and tipped his head back to look up at the dark sky. It was almost starting to become light near the horizon with the false dawn approaching. Summer was really going to screw up his body clock.

The response came when he was just around the corner.
Yes. By myself. Coming home?

On my way.

When Eli pushed open the door, Dean was already waiting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen. He had trousers on and a collared shirt that was half-open, and he looked a little sleepy but more or less sober.

Dean smiled, the same expression in his eyes as Eli had seen earlier that day. Fuck, he must have been blind to miss what it meant.

“Hi,” Eli greeted, pulling his shoes off by the door.

“Hey, Eli.”

Eli approached Dean in a few quick strides, reaching out to hug him.

Dean rose to his feet and wrapped his arms around him for a few moments, patting his back before he let go and Eli took a seat at the stool next to his. “So, what's up?” Dean asked.

“You know now, but... I guess I'll tell you anyway,” Eli laughed under his breath. “I... there's a guy I want to date, when I can sort out Tom's shit, and Tom's here trying to buy the island out of spite.”

Dean nodded to confirm that he'd already known all of those things. “I wondered when you were going to tell me.”

Eli was sincere when he said, “I'm sorry.”

Dean nodded, but it seemed a bitter pill to swallow. “I just wanna know why you didn't share any of that. I mean, that's pretty big.”

“I... I felt kind of stupid telling you I was crushing so hard on someone after having broken up with my fiancé, what, two weeks before I met him? I mean, that's... a hard rebound. But he's not just that,” Eli emphasized quickly, before Dean could speak up.

“Oh?”

“I care about him, Dean,” Eli said simply. “It's not a hookup, and it's not a... a little fling. He's...” He couldn't help but start smiling. “Well, you met him.”

“Yeah,” Dean smiled slightly. “Only briefly, but he seemed sweet and honest.”

Eli winced. The mention of honesty made
him
feel dishonest, even though he knew he hadn't been technically
obligated
to tell Dean.

“No, no,” Dean frowned after a moment of Eli's silence. “I'm not saying you're not. I just... I was kind of hurt that you were hiding it from me when I would have just tried to help. I wanted you to come here to meet people, remember?”

Eli nodded sheepishly.

“So you did, and I'm happy for you. I just want you to watch out, though. Tom... we don't know what he's doing. Have you gotten in touch?”

“I called Cam. He treated me like some scumbag journalist.”

“Wow,” Dean breathed out. “Did he say why they haven't announced it yet?”

“He just... hinted I might not want to date someone before I talk to Tom. So I think he's trying to fuck me over again somehow. I don't know how yet,” Eli admitted. “But Kevin swore he saw him, which is what set me off. Then I couldn't find
anyone
who'd admit to seeing him around until Rube... who said people have been hiding it from us.”

“Why?” Dean frowned, starting to look as affronted as it made Eli feel.

“I know, right?” Eli sighed. “Apparently because they think it's for our good or something. So I guess he's not telling them we've broken up...”

“Then just tell everyone yourself,” Dean rolled his eyes. “Don't give him another fuckin' chance.”

“What happens here stays here, yeah? Not something as big as this. It'll be everywhere tomorrow.”

Dean leaned in closer, putting his hand on Eli's knee for emphasis. “You
can't
let him take advantage of a relationship he's no longer got with you.”

Eli swayed back for a moment. Was that what he was doing? Now that he thought about it... it kind of was. “Oh.”

Dean nodded quietly, giving him a moment to think about that.

“What should I do, then?”

“Start telling people. Tomorrow morning,” Dean said simply. “Whoever we see here, all of our friends – first thing you say to them is 'Tom and I broke up three weeks ago' and let the chips fall where they will. By the end of the day, everyone will know. Whatever he's doing, no matter why they're hiding it, it'll come out. It might hurt you, but not as much as it'll hurt him.”

Eli nodded. It was going to have repercussions on Tom's career, but... Tom deserved it. He'd
cheated
, for fuck's sakes. Why was he trying to preserve Tom's dignity?

Dean was right.

“I'll do it,” he promised. “Wise. I should have talked to you sooner.”

“Yeah, but you will next time,” Dean smiled lightly, patting his knee. “Go on up to bed. You look like you got hit by a truck. Not a good look for being the newly eligible bachelor here.”

“Jesus, thanks,” Eli laughed, shaking his head as he rose to his feet. “I'm actually, uh... going to see Kevin tomorrow morning.”

Dean smiled. “Okay. Text me when he goes to work and we'll go to lunch together, get some of our friends together... make the big announcement,” he told Eli, then stood up to get the lights downstairs.

“Okay. And Dean?”

“Yeah?” Dean paused by the kitchen light switch.

“Thanks.”

“You're still here?” Kevin glanced at Troy as his best friend stopped dead in their kitchen at the sight of him. “But it's almost ten!”

“Yep,” Kevin nodded. “On a... somewhat related note... Eli's coming over soon.” In fact, he'd texted just a few minutes ago to say he was walking over to their complex.

Troy started to grin. “Ohhh. Last night wasn't enough?”

“We didn't... go home together last night,” Kevin admitted. “We just talked.”

“Everything all right?” Troy asked. He finished buttoning up his shirt and checking his pockets.

Kevin nodded. “It is now. We just had to sort some things out.”

“Okay. Well, I'm out for the morning,” Troy told him, still grinning away. “I'll see you at three for the meeting with Rube, yeah? Maybe sooner for prep?”

“Maybe,” Kevin nodded. “I've already gone through a mental list of inventory. I shouldn't need to bake today.”

Troy nodded. He looked pleased as punch as he strode off to the door for his usual morning routine: tanning on the beach and hitting on hot guys. “See you!”

Within minutes, there was another knock on the door. Kevin just about tripped over the coffee table in his rush to answer.

“Hello,” Eli greeted, standing on the step with no less than a bouquet of flowers.

“Oh my god,” Kevin murmured, his cheeks instantly heating up. “Eli...” He let him in and closed the door. “Where did you even get those?”

“I have my sources,” Eli grinned, handing them to Kevin, who took them and instinctively sniffed. They smelled fresh and fragrant. “To say sorry for having jumped to conclusions and... taken my own fears out on you. You didn't deserve that, and you don't deserve being a secret. I'm going to tell everyone about the breakup today so that you don't have to sneak around.”

Kevin blinked a few times, then turned to set the flowers on the coffee table. “Are you sure?” He reached out to pull Eli in by the hips, gazing into those sincere blue eyes.
God, I chose well for my first man.

“Positive. I can't let him keep running my life and... taking advantage of a relationship we're no longer in. I don't want
his
patterns affecting my relationship with
you
. That's not fair to either of us.”

Kevin stepped closer and pressed a quick kiss against Eli's lips. “Do any of your friends know?”

“It's literally just Dean. Well, and Rube...”

Kevin raised his eyebrows. Why was his mentor involved?

“We're old business buddies,” Eli explained, rubbing Kevin's back slowly. “And he doesn't BS around. I trusted him to give it to me straight, so I asked him about Tom. That's how I found everything out.”

“Ah,” Kevin breathed out, running his hand slowly down Eli's thighs. “Well, I accept your apology. But I can think of a
much
better way to communicate...”

A slow grin spread across Eli's face. The handsome man tightened his hold around Kevin's back, pulling him in until Kevin was pressed against his hard, warm body. “Me, too.”

“My bedroom's that way,” Kevin extricated an arm long enough to point out.

Eli chuckled and pressed a kiss to Kevin's neck, then took his hand and started to lead him there.

Kevin easily followed, his body already hot. By the time the door was closed, Eli was pressing up against him, Eli's hands running down his back and over his backside until Kevin squirmed.

He hardly knew what he wanted Eli to do to him this time, but he knew he wanted it to involve sex and more spanking. “Nnnh,” he groaned when Eli's thigh slid between his own, their hard cocks rubbing through their trousers.

“I missed your hot little body in bed last night,” Eli grinned, his lips near Kevin's ear. His hearing aid squeaked protest, so Eli moved his lips and pressed butterfly kisses down from Kevin's earlobe along his neck until Kevin squirmed.

Kevin licked his lips. “I can spend the night with you sometime,” he whispered back. “Pick me up after the club closes...”

Eli trailed the tip of his tongue down until he met Kevin's collar, then reached up to unbutton his dark, embroidered shirt so he could lick his way down to his collarbone. “Mmm,” he moaned against Kevin's collarbone. “That sounds delicious...” He pushed Kevin to sit down on the bed

Kevin shuddered and sank onto the bed, scooting up until his head rested on the pillows as Eli followed, crouching like a predator over him again. Eli's eyes raked up and down as Eli ran his hand up along Kevin's side, then finished unbuttoning his shirt and leaned down to suck one of his nipples.

Kevin's breath caught in his throat as he gasped. His cock was already hot and hard in his pants with desperation for the older man's skilled touch. Eli couldn't be
that
much older than he was, but fuck, was he ever more experienced in bed.

Every ounce of Eli's attention was focused on Kevin as he flicked his tongue tip rapidly over the pink, hard nub until Kevin was squirming again, pushing his hips up to grind against Eli's chest.

“Oh, you're already so hard,” Eli teased.

Kevin could feel his hard cock against his thigh, too. “So are you.”

Eli grinned. “Cheeky,” he murmured, letting Kevin reach out to unbutton his crisp white collared shirt in return. Kevin clumsily slid it off, then reached down to his waistband. Eli thrust his hips forward so Kevin cupped his bulge instead.

“Oooh,” Kevin breathed out at the preview, rubbing the warm weight through the fabric. He already knew what to expect, but that didn't make the expectation any less hot. “Wow...”

Eli grinned as Kevin slowly rubbed him with his palm and admired the firmness under his hand. Eli's hips slowly thrust against Kevin's palm, but he otherwise held still to let Kevin touch.

Then, Kevin reached up to unfasten Eli's trousers and yank them, plus his underwear, down and out of the way.

“Ooh!”

“I'm impatient,” Kevin easily admitted with a shrug. He kept pushing the fabric down until he reached Eli's feet, then pulled the trousers off along with his socks while Eli leaned back and ditched his open shirt.

That left the billionaire naked over him, and holy
shit
, he was gorgeous.

Kevin couldn't stop staring at the muscles and planes of his torso, the huge hardness already poking straight up towards him with excitement, the muscles of his thighs and ass, all ready to get to work on him...

“Your turn.” Eli rolled over onto his back and pulled Kevin over him, which startled Kevin into yelping and bracing himself quickly. Eli laughed, waiting until Kevin knelt upright to pull Kevin's shirt off. Then, he reached down to unfasten Kevin's trousers, watching hungrily as he pulled them down and off and revealed Kevin's erection to him.

Kevin blushed at how intently Eli scrutinized it.

Eli marveled, “You tasted so good... and you were
so
cute. Fucking adorable.”

Kevin laughed. “Fucking adorable. That should be a testimonial.”

“You can put that on your wall. It sort of fits... people will think it's an ode to your desserts...” Eli teased.

This time, Kevin laughed even louder as he kicked the rest of his clothes off. The way he knelt over Eli, their cocks brushed together, stimulating nerves in ways he could never have described. He hadn't even imagined what
this
would be like.

Eli noticed the flicker of arousal in his eyes and reached down to grip both of their cocks together, then stroked a few slow times, thrusting his hips up and into his hand.

The veined, velvety length against his own made Kevin burn with heat.

“Now,” Eli murmured, “How about I finger you? Since you reacted so wonderfully last time...”

Kevin shook his head. Before Eli could grow startled, he explained, “I have another idea.” He started to scoot back on his knees until he slipped out of Eli's grip and Eli just held his own cock.

“Oh,” Eli breathed out, his eyes widening. He spread his legs a little more so Kevin could kneel between them, his hand running up Kevin's shoulder and arm to cup his cheek. “Oh, you look
gorgeous
going down.”

Kevin grinned, drawing a quick breath. He'd never done this before, but he'd
had
it done now, so it couldn't be that much harder. He knew how it all worked.

He leaned down to run his tongue along Eli's cock from base to tip a few times, getting used to the strangely smooth warmth against his tongue and the ripple of skin against hardness underneath. It tasted salty, yet musky in a way that was bizarrely addictive. Oh, fuck, he tasted
good
.

“Mmm,” Eli quietly moaned his encouragement as Kevin's tongue reached his flushed, pink tip. It was saltier there, and Kevin paused to circle the whole tip with the flat of his tongue before lapping at the slit a few extra times. “
Oh
.”

Encouraged by Eli's moans, Kevin wrapped his lips around the thick length and carefully pulled his lips over his teeth, pushing his head down onto the throbbing length in his hand. He slowly slid down, taking the bulk of it into his mouth but knowing there was no way he could get it all into his mouth. Holy shit, Eli was
big
.

“Fuck, you're doing so good,” Eli whispered. “You feel so hot...”

Kevin swirled his tongue as best he could around the underside of the length in his mouth, feeling the rippling of veins, then drew his head back up and tightened the suction of his lips to start bobbing his head up and down.

He paid particular attention with his tongue to the tip of Eli's cock, pausing after a minute to thoroughly lick and suck on the most sensitive spots before bobbing his head down along most of the length. Kevin made sure to keep his hand wrapped and rubbing around the base of the hardness.

It tasted fucking
delicious
, and watching Eli's expressions shift from faint, to more intense, pleasure was its own reward. Eli's lips parted, his eyes growing glassy and his breathing quickening as his toes curled into the bed. Even Eli's fingers curled harder into Kevin's hair, though he wasn't pushing Kevin's head down onto his cock.

Eli moaned just minutes later, “You'd better stop, or else you're not gonna get to have sex again...”

Kevin nearly laughed around the cock, his stifled sound sending another little vibration through Eli's cock that made Eli moan and gave Kevin ideas for the future. He slowly drew his head up and off the wet, glistening length, and admired it again.

“
Fuck
,” Eli whispered, his eyes fixed on Kevin. His cheeks were flushed, his cock twitching lightly. “The way you look at me...”

Kevin knew the feeling.

He scooted a little further up again so his own cock bumped and brushed against Kevin's, on a high from having given a successful blowjob. His jaw ached a little, but he was going to forget about that very soon.

Kevin leaned over to grab the lubricant he'd quietly bought from the supply shop and fumbled to unwrap the plastic wrap across the top. Eli smiled as he opened it, then took it from his hand. “I want to finger you.”

“Are you sure--?”

“Yes.” Eli sounded absolutely certain. “I like making you squirm all over the bed for me...” Slick fingers touched Kevin's entrance and Kevin quickly braced himself on all fours over Eli.

Then, Eli's other hand came down in a sharp sting of flesh on flesh against Kevin's backside.

“Oh!” Kevin grunted, clenching instinctively for a moment before he relaxed enough to feel the fingertips pushing into him.

“Just a taster,” Eli breathed out. Those thick, skilled fingers slid inside him, past the ring of muscle, and immediately sought out Kevin's hot button of pleasure. His prostate throbbed at the sudden firm rubs of the fingers sliding in and out of him. Within moments, Kevin started to feel tingles of pleasure, though.

His body burned with heat, his cock throbbing with all the indirect attention it had gotten. He ached to have a hand on it, or a mouth, or even just something
in
him... something bigger than those fingers. Something like that huge, wet cock he'd just sucked.

“Oh, fuck,” Kevin whispered, then moaned sharply when Eli slapped one of his rounded, sensitive ass cheeks several times rapidly. “Oh – nnh!”

Eli pulled his fingers out a few moments later, leaving Kevin throbbing and aching to be filled. He wiped his hand off and went for a condom.

Kevin pressed his forehead to Eli's shoulder, resisting the urge to grind down with his sensitive, aching hole against that thick cock he wanted in it. As soon as he felt Eli's hands pulling away from his cock, though, he didn't resist: he pushed himself against the thick tip, then down onto it.

“Nnnh! Oh, Jesus,” Eli groaned, digging his nails into Kevin's back and pushing up into him. “Oh, fuck, you're hot...!”

Kevin was half-crazed with need, in reality, but he loved that Eli found his sudden determination so appealing. He pushed himself slowly down onto the thick length, moaning quietly at the pleasurable burn of being filled so completely. He filled himself as much as he thought he could handle, rocking his hips back and down, then pulled himself up almost all the way.