Chapter 14 Kyle Dylan Parker vs. Aaron Hunter: His erotic addiction...The new deal!

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Aaron got even more emotional when he felt Kyle’s weight on him. It felt as if he was sheltered…cocooned in a place where nothing could touch him. He loved it. And God, Kyle smelt divine. He hadn’t been able to get Kyle out of his mind since he last saw him. Ignoring his calls and messages had been very difficult. One message especially had gotten to Aaron. It had read:

‘There’s no taking back what I did. How I wish I could just say I’m sorry and watch as what I’ve done wrong disappear before our very eyes. I know that won’t happen. But I want you to know I am sorry. There’s just no excuse for the way I’ve made you feel. So even though I can’t take anything back, I hope you know how much I’m sorry and forgive me. Please pick my calls.’

He’d almost called Kyle when he read that but had stopped himself. He’d told himself that he was better off without people like Kyle in his life. He knew he had to be strong and stay away no matter how much he was dying to be in Kyle’s arms. Now he was there, in his house, looking as sexy as all fuck in a black button-down shirt, black jeans, and black boots.

Aaron had prayed for strength from all the angels to stop himself from going to give those kissable lips of Kyle’s the fierce kiss they deserved when he saw him sitting with his mother. He’d felt a flood of emotions break free in his body: lust, desire, anger, and they were all for the man holding him that very moment. Kyle wasn’t helping the situation by lying on top of him as all that had accomplished was to make Aaron horny. And to think he was actually angry at the guy. His body sure did know how to betray him.

“I’m sorry,” Kyle murmured into Aaron’s hair when he felt him calm down.

“Just leave me alone,” Aaron growled, wiping at his eyes with his sheets.

“I can’t,” Kyle muttered dropping tiny kisses on Aaron’s neck.

Aaron’s breath hitched in his throat. “Made another bet?”

“Shut up.”

“Make me,” Aaron said before he could stop himself.

The next thing Aaron knew, he was on his back and Kyle was plundering his mouth with his. Aaron sighed and melted into the kiss, kissing Kyle back with a fierceness that surprised both of them. He couldn’t have stopped himself even if his life had depended on it. All Aaron could think of was how much he’d missed Kyle’s lips and how good those lips felt against his.

“God, I’ve missed you,” Kyle murmured against Aaron’s swollen lips when they eventually came up for air.

“I want you to give it to him, Kyle,” Aaron said against Kyle’s lips.

“Give what to who?” Kyle looked confused and so handsome Aaron pulled his head down for another kiss. “Can’t get enough of me huh?” Kyle drawled huskily when Aaron released his lips.

Aaron ignored Kyle’s question and rather locked eyes with him. “Ken. Give him the video.” Aaron stared up into captivating hazel eyes, losing himself in them.

Kyle’s heartbeat increased. “What?” He stared down at Aaron in surprise.

“I said…”

“I know what you said and the answer is no. And that is final. Let’s talk about something else.”

Kyle actually felt angry. The mere thought of someone…even his brother, seeing Aaron in that way was upsetting. Unbeknownst to Aaron, he had paid to take all his videos online, down. He couldn’t do anything about what people had already bought, but he sure as hell could do something about what was online. After all, Aaron was no longer in the business. Max Viggo had already been handled. That slime ball would do anything for money and had been all too happy to give up his rights and everything that had Ron Hunt in it for a huge sum of money. When Damon had easily bought Aaron’s video online during their conference call, Kyle had resolved to take everything down. He definitely didn’t need Aaron’s permission to do that Kyle had thought. After all, Aaron had nothing to lose.

“Please,” Aaron whispered.

Kyle frowned and looked down at Aaron with surprised eyes. “You really want me to give it to him don’t you?” He looked and sounded incredulous.

Aaron nodded his head, looking solemn. “I do.”

“Listen, I know my brother. Even if I win, that won’t make him do something he doesn’t want to do. So forget it. Let’s just assume I couldn’t…” Kyle trailed off.

“Fuck me,” Aaron finished Kyle’s sentence quietly. “But you did. Look at it this way, at least one of my fans will know that I’m not stiff.” Aaron murmured, then gasped when he felt Kyle’s fingers wrap around his stiff length through his pants.

“But you are,” Kyle whispered teasingly, undoing the buttons on Aaron’s pants, whilst pushing his shirt up to exposed his taut nipples to his greedy eyes.

“Well, don’t blame me. I never seem to go soft around you,” Aaron groaned.

“Feeling is mutual, baby. I want you so fucking much it hurts,” Kyle husked, dropping his lips to the sensitive spot at the base of Aaron’s neck, delighting in his long lustful moan. “God, I love it when you make those sounds. Makes me want to drive you out of your fucking mind.”

“You already do. So…you going to give it to him? For me?” Aaron breathed.

Kyle had no intention of doing any such thing. But he saw an opportunity and decided to take it.

“On one condition,” Kyle husked, drawing a pebbled nipple into his mouth. Meanwhile, his hand kept stroking Aaron’s leaking hardness which he’d pulled out of his pants.

“Oh, god.” Aaron moaned, his hand going to the back of Kyle’s head to hold him to that sweet peak. Whatever Kyle was doing to that taut flesh felt heavenly. “What condition?” Aaron whimpered, his eyes tightly shut. That was so not the time to negotiate, he thought but he couldn’t have stopped Kyle even if his room had chosen that moment to go up in flames.

Kyle pulled off his nipple long enough to husk. “You don’t pay me back my money.”

“Oh no, you…” But Aaron’s words turned into a wail when Kyle bit down on his nipple. Aaron bucked uncontrollably against Kyle as the exquisite pain from the bite to his nipple went straight to his groin. “I need to come,” He gasped.

Kyle’s other hand went to Aaron’s other nipple to twist and pull on it. “Do we have a deal?” Kyle asked against Aaron’s wet nipple.

Aaron could have promised Kyle all the gold in the world at that particular moment. Never mind the fact that he didn’t have any. Anything to make Kyle get him over the edge. He thrust his hips up, fucking into the tight circle of Kyle’s fist, not able to stop himself, and not wanting to.

"Please let me come…”

“Do we have a deal, Aaron?” Kyle husked, watching Aaron’s ecstasy-ravaged face. He was so fucking sexy Kyle’s hunger for him multiplied a hundredfold.

“Yes…yes…oh please,” Aaron panted and trembled, totally out of his mind with the need to release. “Deal.”

Hearing what he wanted to, Kyle stroked Aaron firmly, his hand twisting the weeping head with each up-stroke. Aaron exploded with a loud cry, coming in shuddering jerks and painting his stomach and Kyle’s shirt with his essence.

“Oh, god you’re evil, Kyle Parker!”