James snarled. “I don’t share either, Professor. You want to Daddy someone? It will only be me.” He’d never been possessive over a lover before. Possessive? No, it was more than that. Jacob was his.
Jacob smirked before surging up. He rose then turned to slam James’s back into the mattress.
Fuck! This was progress. Good progress. James strained to push his cock against Jacob’s again.
“You can push me,” he said. “I want you to. And, baby, I’m going to push you right back.”
James grinned. “Promise, Daddy?”
Jacob slammed his mouth down on his. Yes, he knew just how to push all his Daddy’s buttons. It seemed unbelievable that Jacob had wanted him this entire time. Jacob hadn’t hated him. No, Jacob wanted James too.
Grabbing two fistfuls of Jacob’s ass, James forced the professor to rock against him. It would be better if they were naked. At this point James just wanted to get off. He really wanted to come.
Jacob pushed James’s legs wider before ripping his mouth away. “I want to fuck you.”
The professor cussed! Holy shit!
“We can wait if you’re not ready,” Jacob told him. “I can suck you or—”
“Fuck me,” James panted out. “I want you to!”
Jacob backed off until he was standing beside the bed.
“No!” James reached for him. “Come back!”
“We need a condom and lube, baby,” Jacob said with a smirk. “And I want you in my bed.”
Oh. James glanced around the room. The guest room. It was nice. Perfectly put together. But yeah, he wanted to be in Jacob’s bed too. “Then I guess you need to take me to your bed, Daddy.”
“Brat.” Jacob’s smile was beautiful. He held out his hand.
James flipped over before climbing to his knees then his feet. Standing on the mattress, he shuffled forward.
“Careful.” Jacob’s hands came to hold James at his waist. Then he shocked James by yanking him forward to lay over his shoulder.
“Jacob!” James yelled.
Jacob smacked his ass before carrying James out of the room, still over his shoulder.
James knew he was heavier than he looked. “Put me down. You’re going to hurt yourself.”
“Shh,” Jacob taunted. “Daddy is in charge now, boy. Just be good.”
He huffed. James was honestly shocked by this playful side of his man.
Jacob carried him down the hall and into the room at the end. The only room that James hadn’t seen at this point. Once Jacob reached the big bed, he grunted and tossed James.
“Hey!” James squeaked out as he bounced. He got his elbows under him to peer around as Jacob moved to the nightstand.
It was a nice room. Light blue walls and filled with dark cherrywood furniture and more books. Also blankets. So many blankets. What was up with that? Before James could voice hisquestion, Jacob tossed a condom and bottle of lube onto the mattress beside James’s hip.
Who cared about blankets?
Not him. Not when Jacob dragged his sweatshirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor.
Look at his Daddy being messy.
James grinned.
