“I don’t want you to do that,” James said.
“Do what exactly?”
“Back off!” James said with a huff.
“I…” He still didn’t understand. What was James saying? What did the boy need from him that Jacob wasn’t providing.
“I want you to kiss me like you did that night in the apartment,” James told him.
Jacob stiffened. What the…
“I want you to take me to bed,” James continued. “I want you to rail me.”
And his body flamed to life. Jacob’s reaction was so fast that he grew light-headed. He shook his head, unable to believe the words James was saying.
“I want—”
“Woah!” Jacob finally managed to get one word out. “Hold on.”
James smirked while still sitting on his knee. “Do I have your attention now?”
“You always have my attention,” Jacob returned.
“No,” James drawled. “As more than a little that you’ve taken under your wing.” He grabbed Jacob’s face with both his hands. “Do you see me as the man that is sitting here on your kneecommunicatingwith you?”
Jacob nodded. “Yes.”
“And?” James flexed his fingers.
“I’ve wanted you since the day we met.” Jacob confessed the words coming from his soul. “I was such a dick to you. It was because I didn’t know how to talk to you. I respect you so much. You are such an amazing man.”
“You want me?” James asked.
“Yes.”
James beamed. He looked so happy. “Then what are you going to do about it? Daddy.”
Jacob laughed. “Give you everything you want.”
“Good answer.” Leaning forward, James teased his lips against Jacob’s. “Very good answer.”
Chapter Eleven
James
For one brief moment, James was totally in charge. As he brushed his lips against Jacob’s, he knew that he finally had the professor exactly where he wanted him. It had been brilliant of him to clearly state what he wanted.
Jacob grabbed the back of his head and kissed James harder. Jacob’s tongue pushing in when James gasped.
Their tongues stroked as Jacob’s fingers tightened in his hair.
James moaned, slipping his arms around Jacob’s neck.
Jacob drew back then blinked his eyes open. “Are you sure about this?”
Rocking, James made sure that Jacob could feel the erection pushing against the zipper of his jeans. “Do…do you really need to ask that?”
“Yes, I do.” With his right hand still holding on to James’s hair, Jacob slid his left hand down until he squeezed James’s ass. Oh! James liked that. “Because once I claim you as my boy, there’s no going back. You will be my boy. Only my boy. I don’t share.”
