“That feels good.”
“Mmhmm.” Good wasn’t good enough. Not for what Shea had in mind. By the time he finished with Jake, Shea wanted him incapable of speech or movement. Working his way up those strong, quivering thighs, Shea reined in his desire to take Jake’s beautiful cock in his mouth. He could see how much Jake wanted him, smelled his desire. But when Jake left the ranch and returned home alone, Shea wanted him to remember how his whole body was made love to. And that Shea was the only man who could make him come alive.
“Oh, Shea, please.” Jake groaned and gripped himself, but Shea ignored him and instead lapped a wet circle around his belly button. He followed the trail of hair leading up his muscled abs to his strong chest. “Damn you.”
“Uh-huh, keep cursing me to the devil.” Shea nipped the rosy points of Jake’s nipples, then suckled away until he could barely keep Jake from writhing off the bed.
“I—you, come on, fuck me,” Jake panted out, his hand moving up and down his reddened shaft.
“I plan to if you’d shut up and let me kiss you first.”
Surprising him with a quick, sinuous move of his body, Jake grabbed him around the neck and crushed their mouth together. Their tongues warred, and Shea felt his control slip. His cock bumped Jake’s thigh, and he pulled away from Jake with a grunt.
“If you don’t let me get the condom, I’m gonna fuck you raw. And I ain’t never done that with nobody.”
Wild-eyed and gasping, Jake held his gaze, and for a crazy moment he thought Jake would be okay with it. “In the drawer,” he said and tipped his head.
Shea scrambled over and found what he needed. He watched his normally steady fingers tremble as he poured the lube over them, and closed his eyes.Get a grip.
Steady once again, Shea approached Jake and kissed him, but this time slow and gentle. He pressed soft kisses to his lips as his finger breached Jake’s opening and delved inside his heat. Jake gripped his arm and sighed, relaxing enough so Shea could slip a second finger inside him.
“You feel so right. So hot and perfect andright,” Shea whispered against Jake’s neck.
So mine.
He twisted his fingers, feeling Jake squirm under him while his passage clenched tight. Their lips met again, tongues stroking and tangling, and Shea lost himself in Jake’s stuttering breath and firm, demanding mouth. Jake lifted his hips and pushed into his hand, swallowing him up, and Shea was a minute away from losing the little self-control still within his grip.
Jake grabbed his arm. “I can’t wait anymore. All day I’ve been thinking of this. Having you in my bed. Inside me.”
He withdrew and rubbed his cheek to Jake’s. “I wasn’t sure how you’d feel after this afternoon. You had a scare, and then with Stacey talkin’…it was a hell of a day.”
Jake curved a hand around his bicep. “It was. And I’m still in shock, to be honest, but it doesn’t have anything to do with how you make me feel.”
“How?” He’d never had this kind of conversation—there’d been no need. Sex had always been hot, fun, and no strings. No talk of permanency, and when the door closed behind the man, it was rare to see him again. No shame in his game. Even the time spent with Toby faded to nothingness.
“I’m not willing to say good-bye to you.” Jake kissed him. Shea’s hand shook when he picked up the condom, and he sneaked a look at Jake, who watched him with a smile in his eyes as he placed a hand over his. “I feel it too.”
Stunned, Shea allowed Jake to take the condom from his nerveless hand and open it up. With nimble, sure fingers, he rolled it down Shea’s aching shaft, then cupped Shea’s face. “Come into me.”
Recovered, Shea pushed Jake’s legs open, and undeniably tense, slipped the head of his dick into Jake’s waiting, open body. As it had from that first time, it felt right. Real. He sank all the way in, and Jake lifted his hips, sending Shea even deeper.
“Never…” Jake moaned. “Never been like this.”
Those words struck Shea in his heart, and he gathered Jake to his chest and drove into him hard, touching that tender spot inside that sent Jake into a frenzy. He clawed at Shea’s back, but he barely registered the sting of Jake’s nails.
“Shea, don’t stop. Hold me. Hold me.” Jake met his thrusts, and Shea didn’t care that the bed banged against the wall. He didn’t care if anyone heard Jake howling and him moaning. This was more than lust. Way more than simply sex. He didn’t want to let go of Jake after this night. He wanted to see him again and again. Wanted to kiss him good morning and make love to him every night.
He wanted Jake. Only Jake.
His mouth hit Jake’s as he rolled his hips, sending Jake into the mattress. “Love makin’ love to you. There’s no one else. No one but you.”
Their lips nibbled and sucked as they rocked together, their movements turning slow and languid, drawing out each moment of pleasure until he bit his lip to keep from sobbing out loud. Despite the air conditioning on full blast, sweat dripped down his face and onto Jake, their skin turning heated and slick.
When his orgasm hit, it was almost a relief from the electrifying buzz running through him. His skin felt raw to the touch, his body throbbing. He stiffened, and with one final push into Jake, he came, groaning out his climax. Wetness spread between them, and Jake expelled awhooshof breath, digging his fingers into Shea’s shoulders, then sliding his arms around his neck to hold him tight. Skin to skin.
“Dear God,” Jake murmured. “What the hell was that?”
Shea shook his head, clearing his vision of the dancing spots before his eyes. “I don’t have a clue, but sign me up for sure.” He nipped at Jake’s sweaty neck and sucked at his skin. “You’re incredible.” He continued to lick and nibble along his collarbone.
