Zack and the Dark Shaft (7 page)

He wasn’t going to make it through this encounter if he had to deal with his own emotions and reactions and hers too.

“You look like shit.”

“Gee, you sure know how to woo a guy.” Zack heard Zara giggling in his head at the same time Quincy chuckled in his face.

“What I meant was, you need a break. You work too hard.”

“You should talk. I saw what kind of time you put in getting
Zara’s
up and running.”

“I’m not here to talk about Zara, Zack. I’m here to talk about you and me.”

Yes!

“Don’t get your hopes up,”
Zack mumbled for Zara’s ears only and watched as Quincy arched his brows.

“Are you upset because I waited so long to come to you?”

“Four days is long?”

“It’s an eternity to stay away from someone you want so much,” Quincy murmured.

The heated look in his dark eyes made Zack’s heart flutter. He stopped gaping long enough to swallow and answer Quincy. “I didn’t expect you to come to me at all.”

“You must really think I’m some asshole then for me to not want to follow up with the man who rocked my world last weekend.” Quincy smiled and leaned in for another kiss, this one on the lips. He added tongue, slowly tracing Zack’s mouth, nudging his lips apart before sinking it deep.

Zack heard moaning in his head and wasn’t sure if it was his own, Quincy’s or Zara’s.

What a crazy, freaking threesome! Zack pulled away, gasping. “I can’t do this.”

“Just so you know,” Quincy said, “I’m not an asshole.”

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“I never said you were, but—”

“Then why do you keep running from me?”

“I’m not.” Zack bumped back against the wall at Quincy’s approach, the man’s path relentless as he stalked Zack.

How had he thought he could avoid Quincy’s determination for long? He knew how the man operated. It was his single-minded approach to everything that had Zack and so many others attracted to Quincy.

“Looks like you’re running to me.” Quincy bent his head to nuzzle Zack’s throat, trailing a wicked path of destruction from his throat to his earlobe with the tip of his tongue. “Tell me what’s bothering you.”

“There’s uh…there’s something you need to know about me.”

Don’t do it, Zack.

Quincy pulled back to look at him. “I’m all ears.”

Zack opened his mouth before he knew what was going to come out and in his mind he saw Zara push out with both hands. Zack shot forward with such force had Quincy not been there to catch him, Zack was sure he would have crashed into the wall across the room.

“Hey man, are you all right?”

“I just stumbled.”

Quincy held him close, grinning. “I’d like to think it was my irresistible magnetism that drew you to me.”

Zack laughed, wondered why he was fighting Quincy so hard, fighting his desire, except that it was dishonest to lead Quincy on like this. The man was under the impression that he was getting involved with a normal guy and this wasn’t the case.

Why do you have to be so literal? What Quincy doesn’t know won’t hurt
him.

But I know.
“So, uh, why did you come by? You never said.”

“Didn’t I?” Quincy quirked his lips in another one of his devastating grins that sent an effusion of lust straight through Zack’s dick. “I was in the neighborhood on a consulting project and thought I’d drop by, see how you were.”

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“As you can see, I’m fine.”

“Maybe.” Quincy nodded and pulled Zack closer, rubbing his erection against Zack’s abdomen. “But it seems to me we have some unfinished business that needs tending to.”

“Mmm.” Zack closed his eyes, arms going around Quincy’s back of their own volition. Or was it Zara’s volition?

“I don’t like leaving things unfinished.”

“Me either.”

“So you’re agreed our getting together again is way overdue.” Quincy two-stepped Zack across the room until they were in Zack’s bedroom.

He fell back onto his queen-size bed with a whoosh of air exhaling from his lungs when Quincy pushed him down and followed him up onto the mattress.

Zack gawked when Quincy speedily unbuttoned his shirt and slid his arms out of the sleeves before discarding the garment like it wasn’t a designer piece worth two hundred dollars.

“You think I’m moving too fast?” Quincy straddled him, bracing his palms on each side of Zack’s head effectively confining him when he bent his head to put his face in Zack’s.

“I, uh…no.”

“Good because as far as I’m concerned, we’re five years behind

schedule.”

“Five years?” Was he saying what Zack thought he was saying?

“I’ve wanted you since we first met.” Quincy kissed him at the same time he reached between their bodies to rub Zack’s raging erection.

“Oh God…”

“I know I should have said something a long time ago instead of letting things go so far without addressing how I feel about you. But the timing just didn’t feel right.”

“Because of Zara?”

Quincy shrugged. “Does my wanting you make you uncomfortable?”

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Zack thought about it for a minute and didn’t feel any sign of

disgruntlement from Zara. Finally he shook his head. “It doesn’t.”

“That’s a relief.”

Zack arched a brow.

Quincy chuckled, the sound nervous and self-deprecating, so unQuincy-like. “I came over here prepared to explain and justify my feelings, but I can’t help who I want and that wasn’t Zara, not in that way. But I did love her.”

“I know you did.”

“I wasn’t in love with her, could never be.”

Zack reached up a hand to caress Quincy’s whiskered cheek, nodded his head.

“Losing Zara…” Quincy closed his eyes and paused as if searching for the right words. After a long moment, he opened his eyes to stare at Zack. “Your sister’s death made me realize I’ve been wasting time on all the wrong things, for all the wrong reasons. And seeing you at the club off and on these past ten months, getting to know just a little about you has made me hungry to know more…much more.”

“I feel the same way.”

“You know you’re not getting rid of me now.”

“I’m not?”

Quincy shook his head and closed the tiny space between them, thrusting his tongue into Zack’s mouth and tangling it with Zack’s in a come-to-me-now, you-belong-to-me gesture.

The inherent aggression in the action had Zack moaning into Quincy’s mouth, writhing beneath him and hungry for hot, skin-to-skin contact. The kind he hadn’t experience in a long time, the kind he almost forgot could exist between two people.

God, it had been so long for him. He hoped he didn’t mess this up.

Oh please. It’s like riding a bike. Besides, I’ll help.

Great! He hadn’t needed instructions on how to get off—by himself or with a man—for a long time. And now he was going to get pointers from his sister about how to have sex with a man. Just freaking wonderful!

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He unzipped Quincy’s pants and slipped his hand inside to grasp Quincy’s hard cock. The contrasts were like an orgiastic treat for his senses—soft, smooth skin over hard steel, sweet, earthy scent wafting—so warm and throbbing Zack imagined what holding a beating heart in his hand would be like. The thought energized him, boldly pushing him forward where before he’d been uncertain, almost afraid to pursue something with Quincy. Like the man was taboo.

That was only in your mind, Zack. Yours and Quincy’s. Just accept what’s
happening and be happy with it.

Will you be happy with it?

I could learn to be.

Zara groaned in his mind when Quincy slid up Zack’s T-shirt and bent his head to lick a pebbled, upright nipple.

Oh God that feels good. I want him inside me so bad.

Are you going to stay with us the entire time?

I’m not going anywhere.

Damn. That’s what he’d been afraid of.

Zack sat up, pushed Quincy onto his back, and straddled him while he unbuckled the man’s belt. Once done he proceeded to pull down Quincy’s pants, the other man toeing off his own shoes and lifting his hips to help Once Zack got Quincy’s pants off he sat back on his heels to drink in his fill, didn’t think he could ever get enough of the man’s long-muscled, chocolate beauty. “Christ, you’re fine!”

I told you.

Is this what I missed the other night?

This and more.

Zack reached out to caress Quincy’s smooth chest, the muscles twitching beneath his fingers as Quincy sighed at the contact.

“I like when you touch me like that.”

Zack liked it too, kneading the warm flesh and moving his way up to the other man’s broad shoulders before he leaned in to take Quincy’s mouth in a scorching soul kiss that left them both breathless after several moments.

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“Get out of your clothes.”

Zack needed no more prompting, peeled off his T-shirt and jeans in record time and reached for the lube in the top drawer of his nightstand.

“You have condoms too?”

“It’s been a long time. They’re probably expired.”

“Damn, that long?”

Blood instantly warmed Zack’s face at Quincy’s shocked tone. He felt simultaneously embarrassed and proud when he saw the look of ownership on Quincy’s face. The man looked very pleased with himself.

“Check my pants pockets. I brought a few with me.”

“Pretty sure of yourself, huh?”

“Pretty sure you want this.” Quincy thrust his hips up to emphasize his point.

“Maybe.”

Just get the condoms so we can do this!

Zack almost laughed at his sister’s impatience, didn’t want to think how weird this experience was going to be with her participating.

He quickly retrieved a string of condoms from Quincy’s pocket,

experiencing a vague sense of déjà vu, his anus aching with unheard-of anticipation.

Zack had been with this incredible man before and could barely remember it. He couldn’t help feeling robbed.

Don’t be such a baby. He’s here now, ours for the taking.

He ripped one condom off the string, tearing it open while he climbed back on the bed and lay beside Quincy.

Quincy trailed a long finger from his brow to his chin, and lifted Zack’s head. “I can’t figure out which I love more: the bold man at the club or the shy man in the apartment.”

“They’re both me.”
Mostly me anyway.
“Did you say love?”

Quincy nodded, leaning in for another kiss and stroking Zack’s dick until Zack thought he would implode. Instead, he closed his eyes and whimpered when 54

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Quincy bent his head to tease Zack’s slit before taking Zack’s cock into his mouth and sliding two fingers into his ass.

Zack bucked his hips once before Quincy grasped and held him still with one hand. “Christ, that feels good! I can’t hold it….” Zack gasped.

Quincy lifted his head, but kept up the pressure, fisting Zack’s shaft like a human cock ring and pumping his finger inside Zack. “Yes you can.” He fondled Zack’s balls in a soothing gesture with one hand, took the condom from his lifeless grip with the other and quickly donned it. “C’mere.” Quincy pulled Zack across his body and rolled onto his back. He raked a hand through Zack’s hair, massaging the other man’s nape until Zack shuddered against him.

Quincy took the tube of lubricant and squeezed a liberal amount into his hand, applying it to his ramrod dick and Zack’s anus in equal measure. “No buyer’s remorse and no regrets this time, right?”

“Right.”

Before Zack could blink or say another word, Quincy flipped him onto his back and hooked Zack’s knees over his shoulders. He poised at Zack’s opening for a brief second before pushing inside passed his sensitive rosette.

Zack had a moment to gasp before Quincy slid deep and circled his hips.

Oh yes, Quincy. That’s it, baby. Yes…

Zack agreed with his sister, but was too busy concentrating on the penetration to say anything, too busy enjoying the feel of Quincy stroking in and out of him—so firm and torturously slow—that he almost forgot to breathe.

Quincy’s dick teased his prostate and Zack panted, moving his hips to match Quincy’s rhythm and try to repeat the magic of that brief touch.

“Oh, yeah. There….right…there…” Zack groaned while Quincy

alternated between pumping and rolling his hips, driving Zack mad with the motion, pushing him to the edge of a world-rocking climax that made stars explode before his closed eyes.

Quincy leaned in to kiss his lips right before Zack cried out and shot his load just above where their bodies met. Quincy didn’t stop thrusting, instead sped his movements until he finally stiffened above Zack and came on a long shuddering groan of rapture.

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Panting, Quincy lowered Zack’s legs and pulled him down across his body as he lay on his back. He leaned close to lick cum off Zack’s chest. He vibrated beneath Quincy’s teasing and tender mouth.

I love you, Quincy.

Zack closed his eyes against his sister’s admission, but couldn’t bring himself to repeat it out loud himself. He couldn’t bring himself to drag Quincy into his own special hell.

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Zara wanted Quincy for herself. She knew it was impossible, that that ship had sailed, but why else had He sent her back? He must have had something in mind for her than just these brief interludes of bliss to last her through eternity.

Why else would He give her the capability to influence Zack’s actions one way or the other? He must have been preparing her for something bigger, something more. With Quincy.

Zack, ever her conscience long before she’d had two angels leaning on her shoulder telling her what to do, was being a total wet blanket about the whole thing. He’d stayed away from Quincy, refusing any contact and generally making things more difficult for Zara. Had Quincy not taken matters into his own hands and dropped by, Zara didn’t know to what lengths she would have been forced to resort to see him.