Page 87 of Forget Me Not


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Jake smiled and kissed Shea’s ear, his jaw, and came to rest on his lips. “And you’re mine. And I get to finally say what I’ve wanted to since I first met you.”

Shea, his bright blue eyes peering out from under messy strands of hair, stopped unbuttoning his shirt. “What’s that?”

Jake swooped in for a kiss, amazed to have this incredibly gorgeous, sexy, kind, and sweet man for his own.

“Ride me, cowboy.”

Groaning, Shea pinned him to the wall and devoured his mouth with a kiss Jake knew he’d feel into the next week. As Shea expertly stripped him of his clothes, their tongues played havoc with each other, and Jake’s legs trembled so badly, he couldn’t make it to the bed without Shea holding him up.

Shea pushed him onto the bed, and again, looking like a conquering warrior, tore off his own clothes and joined him, his growl sending thrills along Jake’s spine.

“I want to keep you like this. All hot and naked in my bed so when you aren’t here, all I need to do is hold my pillow and it’ll smell like you.” His tongue licked everywhere on Jake’s body, setting it singing, and Jake thrashed and gripped the sheets until Shea held him down and took him apart, kiss by kiss, leaving not a single inch of skin untouched by his lips and tongue.

“Shea, Shea. Oh God,” Jake moaned. “Fuck me. I need you.”

“Gonna make sure you remember who you want.” Shea pulled out a condom and lube from the nightstand drawer. “Who you need.”

Hardly breathing, Jake watched as he slicked his fingers, and he trembled, not wanting it gentle and sweet. Shea shoved one finger inside him followed by a second, as if making sure Jake would feel his touch long after it was gone.

“Yeah, come on.” Jake worked himself on Shea’s fingers. “More, give me more.”

Shea pulled out and turned Jake over. “Up.” He patted his ass.

Jake shuddered and braced himself on his elbows and knees, imagining Shea pushing him into the mattress. Scruff rubbed against his ass cheeks, and Jake twitched underneath Shea’s touch.

“So perfect.” Shea’s work-roughened palm slid up the curve of his spine, coming to rest on his nape. His lips teased along Jake’s shoulder, then licked up to suck on his ear.

“I love you,” Shea whispered, pushing inside him, and Jake groaned at the heavy fullness of Shea breaching him. Every nerve ending flared to life with each shallow thrust.

“Me too, oh God.” He arched his spine, and Shea covered him with his body and sank into him fully. He grabbed Jake’s hard cock and began to stroke its length, and Jake shivered and tightened around Shea’s thickness, the friction of the push and drag inside him driving him crazy. Jake wanted it to last forever, craving all that hard power so deep within him, he’d feel Shea long after he was gone. He lost all sense of place and time, becoming a mass of swirling-hot pleasure.

“Shea, fuck, oh, oh fuck.”

Crying out, Jake clawed at the bed as his climax hit, splintering him apart. His cock sent streams of come over Shea’s grasping hand. Shea nipped his neck, the sting only adding to the incredible pleasure wrenched from his sensitized body.

“That’s it. You feel me?”

Shea sucked and nipped wherever his mouth and teeth touched Jake’s skin. Overstimulated and losing control, Jake grabbed hold of a pillow and buried his face in it as Shea drove into him hard, sending him deep into the bed.

“Fuck, oh fuck me.” Body vibrating, his hands twisting the sheets, he screamed as Shea thrust deep. Sweating and trembling, Jake collapsed, unable to move.

Shea’s cock swelled and he came, resting his body over Jake’s. His lips played a lazy wet path around Jake’s neck.

“Mmm. That was pretty damn amazing.” He sighed, and Shea slid out, got rid of the condom, then came back to bed. Jake rolled to his side to face Shea, and they held each other. Words weren’t always necessary. Sometimes a touch was all that was needed.

And Jake needed Shea’s touch.

“What time’s your flight again?” Shea kissed his cheek, and Jake already felt the pain of loss, knowing the next time he’d fall asleep, he’d be alone.

“Noon. I’d better get to sleep.”

“You’re not leaving here tonight.” Shea’s arms tightened around him.

“Is that an order?” Jake snuggled closer. “And I didn’t plan on it. I packed up everything but my toothbrush before dinner.”

“Good. Now get a little shut-eye, ’cause once isn’t gonna be enough for me. You’re gonna need your strength.” He closed his eyes, and Jake gazed into his face.

He would need all the strength in the world to leave Shea behind.