Jaded Love

Rory

I can't believe it's been six long years since I last saw Jacob. Six years too long. I remember the day my brother Levi told me the news that he'd been found and he was now in Australia with Domenic, Benji and Scarlet, I jumped for joy until he gave me the news I wasn't expecting to wait at least a six months before I saw him again, no way in fucking hell would I wait that long. Not after waiting for six fucking years, hell would freeze over before I waited six months to see the guy I couldn't get out of my fucking head.

A month had passed and we were invited to Arriana's fifth birthday. None of them had been sure it was a good idea we should go but my god daughter had the touch when it came to adults. Jacob had told her he wanted to meet us even if he had just been through hell. He'd made my goddaughter happy and I would make sure I thanked him personally.

What I was not expecting to see was the shell of the man I remember. I know it was one night but I will never forget that night for the rest of my life.

That day I vowed to get the old Jacob back and do whatever it took to make him forget his past and make new memories with me. I knew it would take time but I was willing to wait and help him with every obstacle that was thrown in his way then help him fall in love once again. It was a task I was willing to take for this man, this poor broken man.

I was going to help this man with everything I had to get the guy I met six years ago back; the happy chatty down to each guy that had charisma and a sex appeal that not only brought my dick to life but my heart. It was the first time in years I had felt it beat like it had for this man. The man I looked at when we entered Scarlet's home for Arrianas birthday was not that man I met all those years ago, he wasn't even half that man.

I was going to make sure to bring him back even if it took forever I would get the man back I had met and pull him out of the darkness he was living in. He would no longer be the man that stood in front of me today, he would no longer be a shell, but the man he should be to would be hard to crack the ice the exterior wall caging him but I would do it if it meant moving here and leaving the UK behind. That's how much I wanted this man.

Jacob

It's been six years of hell since that day. The day I was told I had to go to Ireland and hunt down Ciaran Mitchell the leader of the Irish Mafia to gain his trust and hopefully gain information on Killian Dimitri and the remaining brother and sister to none other than Shaun Thomas, Tiara's now ex-husband who is behind bars for abusing her in the evilest ways possible.

I never thought for one moment I would end up regretting saying yes to a job, until now. I had never met a guy as hot as Rory before, he sure knew how to ignite the flame that had died in me the day that Grady had betrayed me, betrayed my trust and everything I stood for. He sent searing electricity through my body. It was something that no matter what their man did, even Grady hasn't got the magic touch that had me releasing so hard I saw stars.

Then came Ciaran Mitchell, the deadliest man to walk the earth. He was cocky and arrogant knowing what he wanted and he wanted me inside out. He made me feel the same way Rory had. What the fuck was wrong with me? Falling for the mafia boss I was supposed to get information from. My superior officer took the piss and nearly had my balls blown off when changing my personal info. But luckily Ciaran had believed the shit I spewed until he didn't.

I don't know what changed, but it had overnight five years of torture and every team brought in to save my sorry ass from the psychopath left me with any gruesome torture I had to endure day in and day out after he found out my life was a lie. Our relationship was built upon lies. I had to stay strong for five long agonising fucking years until one day I saw something I wasn't supposed to and snapped. I knew I had to get out of there and the dumb Irish prick had left his gun where I could find it so I fucking took it.

I had no idea the FBI had sent reinforcements to get me the hell out of the Mithcell's residence and out of Ireland. To my surprise, Benji De Alvaro and Dominic Luppino were there guns blazing with a fully armed team. It took one shot to the head to kill Ciaran Mitchell and we were on a private jet on the way back to Australia with them to see my friend Tiara who had now changed her name to Scarlet Underwood. Dominic offered me a job, but I had to conquer my demons first, but could I?

I never thought I would see Rory again after our night together, but there he was in the doorway of Scarlet's home like a fallen angel. He was a damn dream come true, but I had too many skeletons to burn to have any chance of a relationship, but he was just as persuasive as he was the first time that I had met him.

He was up in my space telling me that he never stopped thinking about me. Truth be told I had never forgotten about him either. Even though I was in Ciaran Mitchell's company and his husband I thought about him daily, wishing I was soaking him up, not Ciaran. Rory promised me he would help me battle my demons and help me get back to the real me. But with all the demons attached to me would I ever be who I was before, would I be able to love him like he loved me?

Jacob

I think I drank way too much, but hey you only live once. I was having the best night of my life, knowing that the next few months would take me away from all of this to gain information on certain family members that a certain male named Cieran Mitchell would have. I needed to make sure that I got this guy right where he needed to be, where he could trust me and spill all the secrets about the Thomas family. Two particularly close and Kaspien Thomas, they had gone off the radar after we had invaded Shaun Thomas's home.

I may even find out a little about Killian Dimitri and why he was doing business with Shaun Thomas in the first place. We had searched through all of Shaun Thomas's home and what we had found was disturbing, to say the least.

I can't believe how badly he treated Tiara, actually I could. He was a complete sadistic asshole prick who took her torture as his gain and he thought he could rule over her, to fend her to his every whim, and it worked until Reece had found his way out of that cell and rescued the bruised and battered Tiara and saved her from Shaun Thomas the sick twisted sadistic bastard. She thought she was safe with him but we all knew different. She would never be safe with him. And we were all proven right when he attacked her because she simply didn't wish to get married again, and I couldn't blame her for the shit Thomas had put her through despite help he had found her several times and beat her and raped her. No one deserved that kind of end of torture or poisonous relationship.

Thomas is now serving life for his sins and, hopefully, he will never be out and find Tiara again.

Fingers crossed.

Let's hope this trip is futile, and I find out where Chloe and Kaspien Thomas are hiding out, or I would have failed my mission and I may not make it out alive if this Mitchell guy thinks I'm crossing him in any way.

I headed over to the bar after going to the gents to relieve myself. My boss and his wife had already said goodbye and headed out the club to catch a taxi home, wishing me luck. I think I'm going to need it more than anything on this mission.

I sat down and ordered a cocktail I had never had before, so why the hell not? That's when this gorgeous blue-eyed beauty sits down beside me, his muscles bulging out of his short-armed shirt, his tattoos on show for all to see. Damn, if his arms look good. I wonder what his face looks like. I want to lick them to make sure they're real. The same as his bulging muscles. I wonder if he's well-endowed down there too? He chuckles amused, and then his gruff voice bellows, sending shivers down my back. "I'll have whatever my friend has, Dante."

"Sure."

I watch as he pours the contents of the liqueur into the shaker with some kind of fruit juice and ice. He placed the top on the shaker and shakes it before he pours it into the flute and grins. "Enjoy."

"Oh I think I will. Thanks Dante."

The bartender nods and walks away. "I hope I'm not intruding?"

I finally looked at him and my breath was taken away. He's not the bulkiest guy I've ever met, but he's the sexiest man I have ever laid eyes on. My breath hitches, and I'm finding it hard to talk let alone breath, because this most beautiful man sat next to me. He's got to be straight. There's no way in hell a guy as good-looking as him is gay.

He smirks at me, and I'm gone, totally and utterly gone.

Rory

I watched him all night as he laughed and joked with the two females at the table. I know they're lesbians, how close they are, and they are both wearing wedding rings, but even so, I would turn bi for a guy as sexy as him if I was lesbian, of course. I'd have threesomes any day to just feel him inside me and my dick pounding into his ass and the taste of his dick and mouth. He may not even be gay. He could be bi, but he looks as straight as they come, but my gaydar could be off right now, so I'll assume he's straight, but I need to talk to him and get to know him first.

I wait patiently as they chatter and laugh before the two women hug him and say goodnight to him. Now my chance to finally speak to the hunk of a man I've been admiring from afar all evening, but unfortunately for me, he disappears through the back at a guess to the men's, so I have to wait a little longer to get my chance to talk to him. When he finally re-appears, I watch him as he heads to the bar. I wait until he orders his drink and saunter over to him and sit down. I see him stiffen as I talked to Dante. My close friends who I have great pleasure seeing every weekend when I come here for a drink after a long ass day at work. Though this is one of my establishments, Dante is the owner and likes to be in the limelight and not in the back. So it's good that he is serving this handsome deliciousness. He looks at me and winks before I ask for a drink. He knows what I drink, but they might want to be different and order a cocktail; one I've heard is an aphrodisiac we'll soon see. He had no idea what he'd let himself in for if he accepted my advances.

"I hope I'm not intruding?"

He stares at me dumbfounded and I have to chuckle. "Like what you see, big boy?" I say smartly, I hope he's not straight because I'll get socked in the face if he's not, then I'm gain.

"Smart ass."

Mmm.

"Come here often, Big Boy?"

"You use that line on all of your potential hook-ups?"

"Is it working? Or are you going to sock me in the face or kick me in the nuts?"

He chuckles, and it sends shivers right down to my cock. Making it hard.

"Nagh, I think you won't want me to rip you a new arsehole and twist your dick and balls until you're begging me to stop."

"Mmm kinky."

He looks at me and shakes his head. "And I wouldn't want to mess up that pretty face of yours."

"So you think I'm pretty?"

"Don't let your ego go to your head."

"Oh, I'm not, big boy."

I leaned forward, looking into his ocean-blue irises. Damn, he was beautiful. Sexy even. I liked the challenge and I finally think I found it in him. "Has anyone told you, you're playing with fire with your smart-ass mouth?"

He grins widely, showing his dimples. "Every goddamn day," he grins, making me even harder. "Has anyone told you that you're treading on thin ice? I could easily punch you in the dick and rip it off."

"Oh, plenty of times, but you're not going to."

"And what makes you think I won't?" he smirks.

"Cause you're as attracted to me as I am to you."

"And what makes you think I am? What are you going to do to prove that I'm as attracted to you as you are to me?"

I grabbed his shirt, his six-pack showing through the tight shirt. He had my dick leaking. I had to have him no matter what, straight, gay or bi. I would make his night worth it. The banter between us is worth it. I pulled him closer. "There's no going back, big boy one kiss, and you'll be hooked."

"Prove it." he goaded.

My dick sprang to life with his challenge. Had I finally found the yin to my yang? Only time will tell.

I pushed my lips onto his, kissing him. He didn't respond. Was he straight? Fuck I hope not. I wanted him badly. I bit his bottom lip, and he hissed, and I plunged my tongue into his mouth, pulling him closer. He moaned it in my mouth and delved into our heated kiss with tongues clashing against one another. We only separated to get our breaths back.

I looked down, and he was as hard as I was. His dick had leaked through his jeans. Damn, that was the hottest kiss I ever had. "Fancy going somewhere more private to finish this?"

"Sure hot stuff, but it can only be one night. I have to leave for work in the morning."

"Whatever you want, big boy." I said to him, but I knew if the kiss was anything to go by, I knew this would not be one night but many. I hope I can bring him into my world as my sub we shall see.

He grins. "Then lead the way, hot stuff."

I pulled myself up off the chair and pulled my hand for him to take. He doesn't resist just lacing his fingers with mine like they were always meant to be. I closed my hand around his. "Come on, big boy. I've got big plans for you."

"Mmm sounds delightful."

Oh, it's far from delightful, but I can guarantee he'll be screaming hot stuff multiple times as he cums over and over again until he's dry.

We headed out, and I looked back at Dante, who winked and grinned at me before nodding goodnight. I'm going to have my big boy begging god for mercy and a good fuck. And I'll gladly oblige.

Jacob

A swanky car pulled up in front of us and the door opened, impressive. "Come on angel, let's get in."

I nodded, and he pulled me into the backseat of the car and the door closed. "Your place or mine?"

"Mine. I'll drive you to work in the morning."

"Sure."

The car pulled away the moment we were heading down the abandoned street. His lips were on mine, assaulting my mouth with his tongue.

I moaned into his mouth and his kisses became heavier and harder as he rutted into me. Damn, if he keeps going I'll come in my jeans. I made a mistake tonight by not wearing underwear. Now my hard dick is rubbing on the zip causing painful vibration and my dick is leaking.

"Damn, angel, you're already hard. Let me help you with that."

I moaned instead of disagreeing with him. I'm usually the aggressor in a relationship and only let someone I am in an intimate relationship with go down on me and suck my dick. That's two in total. I made a mistake with Grady to ever think he actually loved me like he claimed he did, especially when he went against me in the worst possible way. Could I even trust this man I don't know from Adam?

I've never had much trouble with accepting a hand job and a quick fuck never a blow job. I make it quite clear I'm not interested in them. His mouth envelopes my dick and, oh my god, when did he even open my fly?

His tongue slides across my dick, and he hums, sending vibrations right through my body. "Fuck."

"You are such a dirty boy angel, no underwear," he says, licking up my shaft and taking it into his warm mouth.

And OMFG, I'm seeing stars. I feel like I've gone to heaven. He sucks and bobs his head up and down, his teeth scraping on my dick ever so slightly, sending electric shocks through me. My head falls back, my toes curl and I grab his hair in my fist. He moans around my dick as he takes it down his throat without gagging. I feel it hit the back of his throat, but he continues fucking me with his mouth, and it feels oh-so-good. I've never had a blow job as good as this. My hips are more on their own, thrusting my dick further into his luscious mouth. His hand comes around my ass and his finger slides into my ass, breaching its barrier and pumping it in and out. I moaned loudly, telling him not to stop. It feels so good. I've never let a guy or girl touch my ass before. I like to top and lots of guys don't like that they like to top. I'm no bottom or verse. But I have a feeling if I don't reign it in he will be the one fucking me tonight, not the other way around.

He's suckling hard and fast. I knew I was going to bust a nut anytime with his finger in my ass and his mouth around my dick in his mouth deepthroating it all so perfectly. I tighten my grip and fuck my dick into his mouth, moaning. He slides another finger in, pumping it in and out. Then he says the words no other man ever has, and I can't help but obey.

"Come for me, angel," he says, curling his fingers inside me and hitting my g spot.

My body shakes as I empty my cum into his mouth; he doesn't move as my cum hits the back of his throat.

The car came to a halt. "We're here boss."

He pulls off my dick and licks his lips. "Thanks." he looks at me and smirks. "You best put that away angel, we don't need someone having a heart attack."

I glare at him and shove my half-hard dick into my jeans and zip up. We got out of the car and headed inside.

He opens the door and I follow him in, looking around. Damn, this place is so much better than mine, but it's home.

"Nice pad," I say, he grabs me, turning me around and pushing me to the door.

"I know, but it's not nearly as nice as you," he says, smashing his lips on mine. I moan into the kiss of our tongues. Sliding over the other, twisting them together. Moaning and rutting against each other. These clothes need to come off.

We kiss harder and more aggressively, stripping out of our clothes. "I want you angel."

"Dito."

He went to grab my legs and bring them around him. Oh, I don't think it's my turn. I turned us both around, so he slammed against the door. "Mmm, kinky."

I grab his dick in my hand with mine wrapping my palm around it and stroking us both. He moans into my mouth. "I'll let you have your way for now, angel, but I will fuck you that's a promise."

Little does he know his pro. It doesn't mean shit I don't let any guy fuck my ass. I flick my fingers over our leaking dicks and spread it over our dicks, so I can gain more friction. I pump long and hard pills, and he moans into my mouth. "I'm ready angel."

"Bend your sexy ass and lean on the sofa, so I can fuck you from behind."

He does as I ask. I pry his legs open, line my dick up and slide in. He moans and squirms as I go deeper. Still for a few seconds, then begin to rock in and out. "You can go faster and harder, Angel, I can take it."

So I did. I pulled out and slammed back into him over and over again harder and faster, grabbing his dick, fucking it into my hand. His moans became strangled. I leaned forward. "Do you want to come?"

He nodded.

"Then come." I said, biting his earlobe, driving into him. He let out a long strangled curse and cum.

I pulled out, but I was not finished with him yet. "Let's finish this in the bedroom."

He nodded, following me into the bedroom. I closed the door and pushed him back onto the bed. His head fell onto the pillow and I attacked his lips, kissing him hungrily, spreading his legs, pushing them up our dicks, rubbing together my dick so damn hard I knew I wouldn't last long. "Let me fuck you, angel."

"Not yet. Soon I promise." lies.

He opened his mouth to retort, and I slammed into his sss so hard and fast it took his breath away and a moan-like groan escaped his lips instead of whatever he was about to say. I pounded into him hard and fast, his dick leaking, his moans muffled as I slammed my lips onto his, kissing him hard.

I felt my dick pulse and I let out a gruntful moan, shuddering cumming inside him, his dick pulling cumming all over his stomach. I fell on him, the best night ever. I thought as I closed my eyes.

~

I slowly opened my eyes, squinting at the pain in my forehead because I'd drunk way too much. The naked body next to me said I'd fucked some random guy from the club. Fuck, I need to stop drinking. I've been doing this shit non-stop since I found out Grady had gone against me in the worst possible way.

I need some paracetamol and water. I slid out of bed fully naked. Fuck I need to stop getting in these situations.

I grabbed my clothes and slipped into them and slid my feet into my boots before venturing out of the bedroom to find the bathroom. I need a piss and to find some painkillers for my banging head. I finally found the kitchen after I revealed myself searching for painkillers.