Struggling a little, Bax tried to get into his jeans, gruntingevery time his thumb moved on that amazing skin. “Jason. Gonna explode. I swear to God. Been waiting so long.”
“I can… Shit, Bax. I can smell you. Makes my damn mouth water.” He couldn’t fucking catch his breath, couldn’t think, couldn’t do a damn thing but touch and feel right now.
“Fuck, Jase. I need.” Yeah. Yeah, he could feel it in the desperate touch, the way Bax’s body moved restlessly against him.
It was easy, to just grab hold and work that heavy cock, jack Bax off, give the man what he needed. The muscles of Bax’s belly quivered against his arm, the one good leg moving heavily against his hip as Bax moaned and thrashed. Andy was on fire for him.
“Come on. Come on now, I got you.” Right now. He had the fine son of a bitch.
“Jason!” That was it. He thought he could smell Bax before? When the fine son of a bitch came over his hand it was pure overload. His whole body shuddered and he squeezed his eyes shut tight. Fuck, he’d waited. It was so fucking hot. So good.
“Kiss me, Mini.” Bax’s nose banged right into his, but they got it going, got the kiss hard and deep just about the time Bax got a hold of his dick.
Oh. Oh, fuck. Yes. Please. He… Right fucking there.
There wasn’t anything wrong with his body and he scrambled closer, hips fucking Bax’s hand like there was no tomorrow.
“Christ. Jason. You… Hot.” Looked like Bax was all babbling, too. Andy got him in a firm grip, rubbing up and down, squeezing top to bottom.
He could feel his orgasm crawling right up his spine, settling in the base of his skull, lights firing off in his eyes.Oh. Oh, fuck. Yes. His teeth rattled, he shot so hard, the release of pressure almost painful.
“Sweet. Jesus, Jase, you’re so fucking good.” Bax kissed him again, sloppier than ever, almost lazy. Uncoordinated.
“I.” He didn’t know what to say, so he didn’t. He just held on.
“Mmmhmm. Me too.” Bax wrapped right around him, grunting when his cast thumped against the bed. “Here, just turn here… Yeah.”
They got settled, sinking into the bed.
For the first time in weeks, Jason just smiled and slept, not scared of his dreams.
Chapter Fifteen
Bax left Jason sleeping.
That was harder than it sounded, considering the damned cast and all, but Bax did it, mainly so he could clear out all the whiskey bottles. He met Momma in the kitchen, smiling a little when she gave him the official worried look. “He’s sleeping.”
“Real sleep? Thank God. Did he tell you the truth, Andy?”
“He’ll tell you when he’s ready, Momma. Just give him time.” That might keep her from poking. “I’m starving.”
“Sure, son. You want burgers? I think I got the meat out.” Oh, Christ. She was fixin’ to just lose it and he couldn’t blame her, not with Jason like he’d been.
Bax teetered over and gave her a big old hug, squeezing tight “You know what? I think you ought to go have a shower and get Jack to take you out to supper.”
“That ain’t gonna get you and Coke fed, honey.” Momma holding on for a long minute. “I’m scared for him, Andy. I’m real scared. He… He’s given up. What’s he gonna do?”
“Ma’am, you don’t need to worry on that right thissecond, either the food or your son. Me and Andy, we’ll figure it.” Coke wandered in, headed straight for the fridge as if he lived there.
Bax stared at Gramps a moment, half smiling. Coke was like no one else he knew. “He’s got the right of it. Coke can cook a burger. What you need is a night out. Now, go get your man.”
“You. Y’all’ll watch him?” Man, Momma wasn’t as dumb as Jason thought.
Coke nodded, and Bax patted her back. “We will, Momma. I made him promise… Well, we made a deal. It’ll be okay.”
“Okay. Okay, me and Jack’ll go have bite, maybe a beer. There’s beers for y’all in the porch fridge. Burger fixins. Don’t go buy him any whiskey.”
“Nope. No whiskey.” Mini needed to sober up.
