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[The Stormy Glenn ManLove Collection: Alternative, Paranormal, Shape-shifter, MM, HEA]
I was a pocket protector, glasses wearing, social anxiety disorder, nerd. I was also one of the smartest people I knew, which was why I never understood how some people could do the things they did.
After witnessing a murder and then having someone break into my house and destroy it, my disgust with the world at large only grew deeper. When the man who'd committed that murder takes an unusual interest in me, my disgust took a nosedive. I did the only thing I could think of. I called in the geek squad.
When my friends couldn't reach me in time, they sent Corporal Abiola Sesay. I had no idea the man even knew who I was, but when Abe showed interest in me, I wasn't about to say no. Genius, remember?
Someone is after me and they have no problem eliminating any obstacles in their way, including Abe. When I end up having to rescue him, my view of the world starts to change. I still wasn't sure I liked it, but I was willing to do just about anything to save the man I was falling for, even leave the safety of my comfort zone.
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I typed in the last of the equation I'd been working on, saved the file to my remote access cloud, then closed down my computer. It wasn't perfect yet, but it was close. I didn't think it would take me too much longer to figure out exactly what I was missing to make the formula work.
The university would be happy with that. They weren't expecting the finished project for another few months. I really hoped it didn't take that long. I have a list of other projects I wanted to take on as soon as this one was done.
I pulled on my jacket and heavy knitted scarf—it was winter after all—then headed out. I would much rather work at home, but the university had some stupid rule that said I had to work on my project here in their lab. I didn't understand it, but whatever. They didn't need to know I could access the cloud from home.
"All done with your work, Mr. Jenkins?"
I gulped as I turned to face the professor. "Yes, sir. I'm heading home now."
"Did you leave that report on your progress for me?"
I had left a report. It wasn't the one Professor Bradley wanted to see. No one saw the full scope of my work until I was done. The report I had left in the professor's in-box gave the basic scope of what I was trying to do, with a few notations on different theories I was working with. It did not give away any information that could either be used against me or used by someone else.
Yes, I was paranoid.
"Yes, sir," I replied. "It's on your desk."
"You know, Daniel." The older man smiled as his gaze roamed down my body. "If you'd let me see what you've accomplished so far, I have no doubt I can assist you with what you are doing. Everyone needs a little help sometimes."
"Thank you for the offer, sir, but I'm okay. I'll figure it out."
The professor's lips thinned.
I pushed my glasses up my nose then turned and hurried away. I wasn't running exactly, but the professor gave me the willies. I made me feel as if I needed to take a hot shower and scrub myself down with a brillow pad.
I slowed as I passed one of the other students. Michael had his head in his hands and he was mumbling to himself. I glanced at the computer screen in front of him. My mind raced as I quickly scanned what he had written. I found the problem almost immediately. I pushed him to the side, grabbed the keyboard, and quickly corrected the code he'd written.
It took less than thirty seconds.
"Danny, what are you doing?" Michael asked. "I've been working on this forever and—" Michael gasped when he looked at the screen. "That's it. That's what was missing. How did you know?"
I shrugged, pushed my glasses up my face yet again, and walked out of the lab. I knew I was smart. Anyone who looked at my I.Q. scores knew I was smart. Like, off the charts smart. Certain things made sense to me, like code and formulas.
People did not.
With the exception of a very small group of people, I didn't understand ninety-nine percent of the population, and sometimes, I didn't understand that small group. People were weird. They said one thing then did another. They stabbed each other in the back for their own personal gain, and the purposely hurt other people, and some even enjoyed it.
I probably should have been a dog, but people hurt them, too.
Most of the time, I understood my friends, or maybe it was that they understood me. They went out of their way to make sure I was never put into a position I couldn't handle. When I was, they stayed glued to my side to keep me safe.
Living in my brownstone on the Harvard University campus had been my one bid for independence. It worked to a point. I lived there on my own, but I very rarely left. Going to the university lab to work was one of the few exceptions, and then only because I was required to in order to keep my grant money.
I didn't really need to money. I made plenty on my inventions, but it was the principal of the thing. While the University only saw a sliver of some of my projects, I wasn't going to give my inventions away for free. They were mine.
A cold wind slammed into me the second I stepped out of the main doors of the computer department building. I shivered then pulled the collar of my jacket off and wrapped my scarf up over my nose, mouth, and ears
I should have brought a hat.
I started trudging toward home. I walked a little faster when snow began to fall. There was a light covering on the ground already, so I knew I needed to be careful or I'd slip and fall and someone would laugh at me as they passed right by me.
That's the way it always happened.
Just once, it would be nice if someone actually stopped to see if I was injured. It never happened of course. Which was just another reason why I didn't like socializing or even speaking to other people. But it would be nice if it did.
I was about half way across the campus when I realized I'd forgotten my gloves. I could always go home without them, but with the way the snow was coming down, I was pretty sure I'd need them in the morning and I had no idea where my other pair had disappeared to.
I'd have to go back for them.
My heart sank.
I huffed then turned around and headed back to the lab. Maybe I'd luck out and Professor Bradley will have left already. I knew as soon as I swiped my keycard to get into the building, headed inside then climbed the stairs, and walked to where the hallway leading to the lab was located, that once again luck had left me.
I stopped at corner when I heard people talking.
Professor Bradley stood in the hallway outside the computer lab talking to another man. He looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't place him. I was pretty sure from his fancy black Armani suit, that we didn't socialize. My friends tended to wear jeans and T-shirts.
Their discussion seemed rather heated. Professor Bradley was gesturing wildly and he had a glint of desperation in his eyes. The well dressed man was simply giving him an angry looking glare. A larger man stood behind him. He was dressed similarly, except he had a suspicious bulge under his suit jacket. Having hung around Hank and his fellow soldiers, I knew it was a gun.
Who would need a gun in a computer lab?
"Do you have supplies, Danny?" Abe asked. "I came here directly from base so I haven't had the chance to get to the store and pick anything up."
I absently pointed to my nightstand. "In the drawer."
I couldn't take my eyes off of Abe.
He walked around the bed to the nightstand. My cheeks heated when he pulled out the unopened box of condoms. I'd been meaning to use them, but I hadn't found anyone I wanted to use them with until now.
Abe had a smile on his face as he tore the package open then tossed a couple of condoms down on the bed beside me along with the lube. He dropped the remaining condoms into the drawer then climbed onto the bed.
I leaned back into the pillow when he loomed over me. I wasn't scared exactly. I was...I don't want to say I was intimidated, but yeah. The sheer size of the man was a little intimidating.
And then I saw the sparkle in his beautiful brown eyes and every worry I had faded away into nothing. I smiled up at him. "I know you."
Yes, it was a dorky thing to say, but it was all I could think of.
Abe chuckled. "I know you, too."
"So, I've only done this once before, and he was kind of a bonehead. I'm not sure what's next."
Abe's thick eyebrows lifted high on his forehead. "You've only ever had sex once?"
"What about blow jobs?"
"Never had one, never given one." I always kind of figured blow jobs fell into the sex category.
"Well, we need to change that."
I was all for that. I started to sit up so I could move out from under Abe and down to the end of the bed to give him a blow job, but the man's hand on my chest kept me right where I was. My mouth dropped open when Abe scooted down between my legs, his face hovering right over my cock.
"I think there are going to be a lot of firsts with you, liefling."
My scream when Abe sucked my cock into his mouth was probably heard over the entire Harvard University campus. I had never felt anything like that before in my life. It was if he was trying to suck my brains out of the end of my dick.
He just might.
I curled my hands into the blanket as Abe began to swallow, his mouth moving up and down on my throbbing cock. The heat was unbelievable. The suction was even better. When the man started using his tongue on me, I began whimpering.
I felt Abe move as he reached up beside me, but I didn't care what he was doing. Every ounce of me was occupied with his mouth on my dick. Abe sucked hard, swallowing me down until the tip of my cock nudged the back of his throat. At the same time, I felt a bit of pressure at my ass, then an invasion that had me screaming as I bucked up and filled Abe's mouth with cum as my world exploded.
Damned if the man didn't swallow every drop.
I felt boneless, like I was floating. Every nerve in my body had short circuited. I knew I was never going to be the same again. I finally understood what all the hype was about.
I got it.
I opened my eyes to find Abe looking down at me with a tender look in his deep brown eyes.
"That was..." Even as intelligent as I was, I wasn't sure I had words adequate enough to describe the life altering experience I'd just had. "Thank you."
"I'm not done with you yet, Danny. I just wanted to see your eyes for this part."
I frowned. "What part?"
My eyes widened as Abe's massive cock slid into my ass, slowly, until his balls rested against my ass cheeks. My ass was stretched almost to the point of pain, but not quite. But there was something alluring about hanging on the edge between pleasure and pain.
Damned if I knew what it was.
Abe's big arms cradled my thighs as the man loomed over me. "Ready?"
I didn't think so, but I nodded anyway.
Abe slowly pulled out until just the head of his cock remained locked inside of me, and then he thrust forward. His cock brushed over something inside of me and I suddenly couldn't breathe. I clutched at Abe's arms.
Abe thrust again, and then again, hammering that special spot inside my ass. The pressure built until I didn't know if die or touch heaven.
When the man leaned over me, one arm bracing him next to my head and the other arm wrapped around my thigh, I couldn't stand it. I turned my head and bit into his wrist. I didn't realize I had bitten down so hard until I a coppery taste flooded my mouth.
I gasped and jerked back, shooting Abe a quick look to see how mad he was. The man just smiled down at me.
"Are you going to come for me, liefling?"
"Okay." The pressure that had building up inside of me erupted. I shot ropes of pearly white cum out of my throbbing dick and all over me and Abe.
Abe grunted as he drove himself deep inside of me then stilled. I felt his dick throb then heat flooded my ass as he filled the condom with his release. The man dropped down over the top of me, panting heavily.
"Well." Abe chuckled as he leaned back far enough to look into my face. "That was unexpected."