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“What if you turn over evidence to the police and send your uncle to jail? That would get you out from under him,” I said.
“I’ve thought about that. But my uncle is paranoid, he doesn’t leave information lying around where I have access to it. Not because he thinks I’ll turn him in, but because he thinks that eventually I’ll want to assume the leadership role that’s my birthright, that I’ll take over operations and squeeze him out. So he makes sure I don’t know what he’s doing.”
“Does he know you’re dating a cop? If he’s really paranoid, that’s got to be an issue.”
“He knows. And I guess he just assumes it’s another form of rebellion, like the way I flaunt my sexuality. He keeps me on a short leash, but he allows me these minor victories. He figures it placates me, makes me more willing to cooperate overall if I’m allowed some token freedom with regard to my sex life.”
“And he really doesn’t get nervous about the fact that a cop is getting so close to his nephew?”
“He knows I don’t have any evidence on him, nothing to give you anyway if I decided to turn on him. So he doesn’t seem particularly concerned that we’re together. At least, not so far.” He rolled over and met my gaze. “But it’s important that my uncle never finds out how much you mean to me. If he knew I’m in love with you, then you’d become another pawn in his efforts to control me. He’d use the threat of your safety the same way he uses my sisters, to coerce me into doing what he wants.”
“That’s all just so incredibly fucked up.”
And Dmitri sighed and said, “Welcome to my world.”
We ended up falling asleep tangled up in each other, and I was awakened sometime later to the most wonderful sensation. I raised my groggy head and looked down at Dmitri, who was kneeling between my legs, gently sucking my cock. I grinned at him and said, “That’s the best way ever to wake up. It could put the alarm clock industry totally out of business.”
He let my cock slip out of his mouth, and began stroking me gently with his hand. “I should have let you sleep,” he murmured. “But I couldn’t wait any longer. I want you inside me, Jamie. I want you to fuck me.”
I pulled him up to me and kissed him, hard, tasting his mouth as his lips parted for me. I rolled over on top of him, my thigh pushing his legs apart. “Oh God. Yes,” he murmured, running his short fingernails up my back.
He was already fully hard, his cock leaking precum as I ground my own cock against his and again claimed his mouth. “Yes,” he gasped against my lips.
I pushed myself up onto my elbows and looked into his beautiful face. And I said, “Tell me how you want this, baby.”
He hesitated, skin flushed, pupils almost fully dilated so that his eyes were more black than blue. “This is the first time you’ve done this, so we should just keep it straightforward. Just put on me my knees, or take me on my back, whichever you prefer.” He colored slightly and said, “I’ve already prepared myself for you, and there’s more lube and a condom on the nightstand.”
I watched him closely. “But there’s something else you want, Dmitri.”
He broke my gaze. “It doesn’t matter what I want. This will be your first time inside another man. I want it to be perfect for you, exactly the way you want it.”
“It will be perfect, because it’s with you.” I sat up and smiled at him. “Now, I believe you said something about being tied down earlier.”
He blushed again and tried to look away, but I captured his chin and gently turned his head so he was looking at me. “I shouldn’t have said that,” he said. “I was just thinking about myself. Your first time doing this has to be exactly how you want it, not how I want it.”
I leaned in close to him, pausing so my face was just a few inches above his, and said, “You know the great thing about dating a cop?”
“What?”
I grinned wickedly. “We own handcuffs.”
His body shook under mine, a whimper of desire slipping out between parted lips as his eyes half-closed. I leaned in and kissed him quickly, then jumped up and located my cuffs, bringing them back to the bed. They were looped over my index finger, and I held them up where he could see them and asked, “Is this what you want?”
His breath was coming hard and fast, and all he could do was nod.
And I said softly, “Show me how you want it, baby.”
Dmitri quickly shoved the pillows and blankets aside and stretched out on his back on my bed. He bent his knees, feet flat on the mattress, and spread his legs for me. And then he raised his arms up over his head and took hold of the wooden slats of my headboard. Equal parts hope and fear shone in his eyes when he met my gaze. And I got that what he feared was my rejection, me balking at this thing he obviously needed.
