Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Walker

Part Fifteen

I was partially surprised, but more happy when Hilary bounced upto Marcus and gently kissed him on the cheek like she'd known him her whole life. It made him glow more and also, maybe made me a little jealous. Stupid really, because when we get home I get to kiss more than just his cheek. I would have the full package, full steam ahead for me, charging into him like a rock hard freight train. His body belongs to my lips and my dick belongs firmly in it and also his in mine. That's still such a strange thing though, letting my pregnant boyfriend have his wicked way with me and it didn't help that Danny had way to much dirt on me, my pride was being kicked around like a football, still it made me laugh when he told completely different versions of what I remembered about the years we'd known each other and the stupid shit me, Danny and Craig got up to. And he wasn't finished. "Walker, remember when we went out on that yacht and you fell overboard?"

I shook my head at the embarrassing memory. "I don't recall."

"Don't lie! You were pissed and nearly drowned. Craig had to jump in save your stupid ass."

"I could have died."

"Yeah, but it was still hilarious," he chuckled and turned to Marcus. "After we got him back in the boat. He swore he saw a mermaid. Fuck, he was so adamant he was ready to jump back in, then he vomited and passed out. Damn, he was so sunburnt."

Marcus laughed and looked my way. I felt my face burn with embarrassment. "Please stop telling lies."

"No lies here buddy. He couldn't even go to work."

Ugh. I needed air. So I stood up and took my sorry ass outside for a breather. As much I love my buddy, he's a real pain in my rear. I knew for a certifiable fact Marcus would use these god awful stories against me, he's a devil like that and I had absolutely nothing on him. "Hey, Walker." I heard Marcus behind me.

But I didn’t turn around, instead I looked at him over my shoulder. He looked content and so damn handsome. "You are enjoying this way too much."

"I am. You are such a clutz."

"Admittedly, yes. I've been an idiot."

"Turn and face me," So I did. I always do what he tells me. Marcus had me wrapped around his finger. "Would you like me to tell you something embarrassing about me?"

I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled his warm body against mine. "Yes, give me a little."

"Alright. When I was about twelve I was with a small group of friends. We were messing about at the back of my house. One of my friends stole wine from his parents and we thought it would be fun. But they chickened out and I ended up drinking nearly the whole bottle. I was so dizzy and falling all over the place, then I ended up puking in my friend's girlfriend's hair. God she cried so much and my dad went nuts."

"You puked in a girl's hair?"

"Yep. Well, all over her head."

"That's so stupid."

"But funny, right?"

I chuckled and nuzzled my face in his warm neck, taking in the smell my body loved. "You puked in a girl's hair," I repeated. "But I just can't ever see you being embarrassed about anything, you're so open. You have no filter, none at all. Were you ever cute and sweet?"

"I guess, probably before I could ever walk or talk." It was a huge privilege to see the pride my guy had in his eyes. His head held as high as his spirits. "I think I'm already starting to get fat or I ate too much," he was swooning. "Do I look fat?"

I pulled back and looked him up and down while also licking my lips. "You look edible, does that count as an answer?"

"No, but I'll accept that."

"Good, because I want to chow down on you," I grabbed his hand and put his fingers to my lips and gently nibbled each one. He'd started smiling and biting down on his bottom lip. "I could eat you up."

"Up or down, Walker?"

"Both. I want both. But that might not even be enough."

"And I thought I was the horniest one. You are so bad," I shivered a little. "You like that?"

"Yeah."

Marcus leaned in and licked at my lip, before pulling back. "You bad bad man. Oh, so bad. I think you need spanking."

"Mmm, spank me. I've been very bad…."

"Seriously? Are you two actually getting fresh out in my garden?" Hilary asked, and we both turned to look at her. She was bright and cheery and almost looked like she was trying to hold back a laugh. She was the same when I told her I had someone I really care about. I didn't mention love at the time, but she could see it. Then all day she was like, ooooh Walker….Walker is in love. Walker you are all smitten and cute. By the end of the day I was desperate to just get home, but the damn woman beat me to it, now it seems like I'm going to be stuck with her as much out of work as I am in work. "Come on Marcus, I want to show you some baby stuff I have for you."

That also surprised me. Marcus was so honest with her about the baby. I think Hilary loved that the most, that Marcus leaned on her even though she was a complete stranger. It was like love at first sight or best friends at first sight for both of them. "Go on, go. I'll see you shortly." Marcus kissed me quickly and he was off. I stood watching as they disappeared into the house, then I saw Danny coming my way holding two large glasses of beer. "Beer? I need to drive."

"You can both stay if you want," He said, and I followed him to the seating area by the pool. "It's not like you have work tomorrow."

"True."

"Walker, now that Hilary and Marcus are out of the way. I wanted to tell you something."

"Oh, what?"

He looked worried as he stared at his beer. "I saw Shane," I gasped, then gulped. Shane? What the fuck. He left Florida. "Sorry, I just thought you should know. He was near your way. He looked like hell…."

"I don't give a shit."

"I know that and I'm not telling you to either. I was just pre warning you. I don't know why he's here, I didn't stop to ask."

"Good."

"But what if he tries to go yours?"

"He can fucking try all he wants. I nearly died because of him Danny, I won't let him hear me."

"I know, but I'm more worried about Marcus."

"Marcus doesn't take anyone's shit."

"Maybe not, but he's pregnant. So he's vulnerable. Just watch out. That guy is such a sneaky prick."

"Yeah, I know full well what Shane is." Fuck this. I didn't need this, not now. I'd had enough therapy and shit to deal with because of Shane. But I finally got over it. I moved on. Now with a future to look toward, I’d gain nothing from letting the past stall it. But I never thought about what would happen if my past came back to me. It's been ten years. I was nineteen and dumb. But what teenager isn't dumb, I just didn't expect to nearly die.

"Walker?"

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything…"

"No, don't apologize. At least I know he's about somewhere. It's not a good thing but I'd rather know and have some kind of back up plan than not know and he'd just top up."

"Marcus is nice," Danny said, trying to steer me in another direction. "He's, out there."

I huffed. "Are you trying to nicely say he's nuts?"

"Something like that, but a fun nut's. I like him."

"I love him, so much." After a few minutes, I felt my insides settle back into their places. I came back to myself.

"Good. He's exactly what you needed. Although I'm not so sure about you sporting a neck bite."

"Fuck, I keep forgetting about that."

"What on earth do you two get up to? Actually, don't answer that. I don't want nightmares."

"He's freaky. Like totally fucking freaky in the bedroom…."

"No no no. Don't say anymore, please."

"You sure? Could give you some sex tips."

"I have two kids, Walker."

"And? Sex is sex. You ain't gotta make more kids."

"Nope. I'm good. Me and Hilary have our own way of doing things. We don't need you putting ideas into her head."

"Me? I'd be more worried about Marcus putting ideas into her head than me. He has no problem saying what's on his mind. They could be up there now, talking about it. Marcus is…..persuasive and very kinky."

"Wait, what?"

"Yep. He's probably going over all different kinds of sex moves and ways for Hilary to get…."

"Shut up. No way. I'm going up there." Danny stood and rushed in and I couldn't stifle my laugh and quickly followed behind him until we made it upstairs and into their bedroom. "Hilary!"

"Don't shout you dumb asshole," She bit and I popped my head from around Danny to see them going through baby grows and vest and other baby stuff. "Why are you barging in here like that?"

"Oh, no reasons."

"He's a liar," I said, and stepped out in front of him. "I told him that Marcus was putting naughty ideas into your head."

"What? Me?" Marcus asked.

"Yep."

Marcus started laughing as he fell back and leaned back on his elbows. "I could if you want me to. I know everything there is to know about sex. I could blow your mind Danny boy."

"No thank you. Not after seeing how you mauled Walker."

"Oh, the neck thing? I couldn't help myself. He was practically begging me…."

"No stop! They do not need to hear about that."

"Oh, I see. You wind me up and now I get to hear something juicy on you, you go all panic mode on us. What are you hiding?" Danny was yanking on my chain and Marcus was loving it. I could see him grinding his teeth, itching to spill all.

"If you say anything Marcus, I swear you will never get my dick again."

"Ahh shit. Sorry Danny, I love his dick. I take all dirty sordid secrets to my grave…..but," he said, grinning. Oh fuck. "Let me just say, his mind is just as dirty heathen as mine is and I'm nasty."

"I want to know," Hilary whined. "How nasty?"

"Very nasty. Like we would make a lot of money on those porn sites, kind of nasty."

"I give up," I grumbled and joined them on the floor.

Marcus leaned over, lips at my ear, hot breath making me close my eyes. "Shall we go home," he whispers. "Feel like getting nasty?"

I quickly shot up and looked at both Danny and Hilary. "We gotta go. Important business." I snapped out.

Hilary grinned, Danny shook his head. "Business is always important." Hilary said and with that I thought yeah, business is definitely important. Especially when my business was Marcus, in private getting nasty.

So I grabbed his hand and pulled him to me, always always pulling him to me. "Come on Marcus," he giggled. Perfect. "Thank you for a lovely dinner," I started to say, backing out of the room, my eyes on Marcus. "Come to ours next time."

"By guy's." Marcus said around a huge smile. Now I had to get him to my car and not fuck him in the drive which my dick clearly wanted. Hell, my dick wanted it in any available room of their house, but I didn't want to scare the shit out of Hilary and Danny. Home was the destination. 

Every man needs to know his guy’s weakness. My dick was his. He was mine. You do the math.

The door was open by the time I made it around the car after getting home. He stood holding it for me in that sexy-as-fuck half-devil way, as I walked through the threshold. He shut it behind me and I heard the lock click. I loosened my fly.

His fingers went to work on the buttons on the front of his nice pale blue shirt. My fingers itched to do it for him, but my eyes loved the show. "You see, I’ve been craving something, Walker. In fact, just thinking about it is making my mouth water." I kicked off my shoes and he fought off a smile, doing his best to stay in seductive mode. I stepped toward him. It was going to be a showdown at the Walker beach apartment-sex Corral.

"Marcus, there are just too many things I could say right now. You talk a good game, but talk is cheap." When I got to the hall, I walked backward toward our room. Stripping as I went. His eyes followed my hands as they mirrored his, button for button. He finally slipped off the shirt. He stalked toward me. Oh, hell was I lucky. I sat on the bed and waited for him. I wanted him to climb on top of me, but he had other ideas. Tossing a pillow from the bed on the floor, he knelt in front of my parted legs. I leaned back on one elbow and ran a hand through his hair. I loved when he was playful like this. As he worked at my pants, I said, "Thank you for moving in with me. You make me so fucking happy." It was odd in the moment, we had this whole sex battle brewing, but I meant it. I had to get it off my chest, and I really wanted him to know.

"You’re welcome," he said, concentrating on my briefs. I lifted for him to pull them down. I was about to get a blow job, a damn good one at that, but suddenly my heart was feeling something else. Then he looked up at me, big eyes, face flushed my favorite pink and added, "But sweet talk isn't going to get you anything, Walker. Now tell me what you want me to do with your cock." His hand slid up the skin of my shaft and back down.

I was at a loss. My heart was somewhere, clambering on about mushy love stuff in my chest, but you know what? I could barely hear that fucker anymore. It was drowned out by my dick saying, 'Tell him to suck me! Tell him right now, you jackass!' I coughed as I watched his tongue sneak out and dip low behind my manhood. He never broke eye contact as he licked up the length of me. The sight of him opening up and slipping me into his mouth was the best thing I’d ever seen in my life. That record was quickly shattered by the closely followed maneuver of him taking every inch of me down to the base, eyes still on me, and he shook his dirty head while he moaned. My balls went into production mode and tightened. They knew they’d be working third shift tonight. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t blink. The dick-sucking spectacle had paralyzed me from my penis out to every limb. I’m not kidding. I could only feel my cock and his mouth. Up and down he went. Sliding over every ridge, swirling his tongue around me when he topped my head. His hand finding purchase where his mouth left a wet absence. He was unmerciful. My stomach quaked and tensed.

He lifted his head up and pulled mine down with a free hand, bringing our mouths close. Then whispered, "You better fill me up. Don’t make me wait. I’m hungry." Then the shit went back down on me. Licking. Sucking. Running his teeth lightly over the command post for every nerve in my body. With his free hand he placed my palm behind his neck and then he took me all in.

He pulled on me and I held on to him without applying any pressure. I let him run the show. Fuck, he was doing just fine. He moaned as I twitched between his beautiful lips. My body tensing as I felt come inch its way up my dick and into his hot mouth. "Ah-ah," I breathed. My legs flexed and I came up off the bed, Marcus still sucking every ounce I had to give. "Oh, God. Jesus. God." It was the most religious blowjob sex war experience of my life. His grip loosened on me and he pulled away from me wiping his open, sinful lips with his thumb. I’d need a moment before my empire was ready to strike back, and mark my words it was going to strike. Hard.