Jodi’s heart ached. Rupert didn’t give much away, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out the scars he carried from his old life, both back home in Ireland, and here, with Indie and Jen. Some days, Jodi couldn’t bear to think about it, but others, curiosity burned in his chest, and he wanted to know it all, no matter how painful it was to hear.
Today was a curious day. A thousand questions fought for dominance in Jodi’s mind, but Rupert clearly had other ideas. He lunged at Jodi, catching him off guard, and covered him with kisses before Jodi could take a breath to speak.
Jodi fell back on the couch, but he’d barely touched the cushions before he found himself up in the air and bent double over Rupert’s shoulder in a seamless fireman’s lift. “Motherfucker!”
Rupert laughed, a sound Jodi was becoming gloriously used to. “Yup. Watcha gonna do about it?”
Nothing, obviously.Rupert was lean, but, damn, the bloke was strong. Jodi knew better than to waste his energy wrestling him. Besides, as Rupert carried him through the flat and dumped him on the bed, he had little desire to resist whatever Rupert had in mind. They’d fucked many times since that first time a month ago, and Rupert had grown in confidence with each heady night that passed. Jodi was a bossy lover by nature, but sometimes—just sometimes—it was fun to let Rupert have his way.
Rupert stripped Jodi of the jogging bottoms and T-shirt he’d fallen asleep in, then he drew his own zipper down slowly, revealing that he’d made the journey to Jodi’s place sans underwear.
“Commando?” Jodi raised an eyebrow.
Rupert grinned. “Didn’t know I was coming over till I was halfway here. Too late by then.”
Jodi wondered what Rupert had been doing at home without his boxers on, but was quickly distracted by the cock pressing against his lips. He opened up and met Rupert’s gaze as Rupert slid his dick into Jodi’s mouth. Rupert licked his lips and shuddered with obvious pleasure, a far cry from the nervous wreck he’d been when they’d started messing around like this.
Not that either of them was messing around right now. Jodi craned his neck and drew Rupert closer, relaxing his throat and taking him as far down as he could manage.
Rupert groaned and gripped Jodi’s hair. “I was thinking about this on the way over. Think about it all the time. You’re fucking amazing, boyo.”
Despite the context, the words seemed heartfelt, and they surged through Jodi. He sucked harder, clawing at any part of Rupert he could reach, until Rupert pulled his dick away and shed his remaining clothes.
Naked, he covered Jodi with his body and kissed him deeply. “I mean it. You and Indie, you’re everything to me.”
He took his kiss down Jodi’s neck and chest without waiting for a reply. Jodi writhed as Rupert worked his way lower and lower, grasping the duvet, the sheets, searching blindly for something, anything, to hold on to. He found Rupert’s hair and dug his fingers in, scraping Rupert’s scalp with his nails. “The feeling’s mutual, you know— Fuck!”
Rupert held the base of Jodi’s cock and blew warm air over the head, a gentle warning, before he took him in his mouth.
Jodi arched his back and cried out as Rupert stroked and teased him with his tongue, moaning quietly, a low, vibrating hum that buzzed around Jodi’s cock.Jesus fucking Christ. Jodi fought release, biting his lip and twisting Rupert’s hair. Rupert was maddeningly good at driving him insane, coiling him tighter and tighter around an invisible string until he was so turned on he didn’t know which way was up. Didn’t know anything except that if he didn’t come soon, he was sure to combust.
A thousand terrible firefighter puns flashed in Jodi’s sex-fogged mind, but the coherency was fleeting. Rupert moved up the bed again. Jodi lunged for him and yanked him close, kissing him hard enough to clash their teeth. He wanted more. Needed more.
“Condom. Now.”
Rupert took the command and leaned over to rummage in the bedside table. A condom and a well-used bottle of lube were dropped onto the bed. Jodi sat up. His hands shook, but somehow he managed to roll the condom onto Rupert and squelch enough lube out of the nearly empty bottle.
He slathered the lube on Rupert’s cock, squeezing and releasing, until Rupert growled and batted his hands away.
“Get on your knees.”
That was a new one, but Jodi obeyed without hesitation, rolling over and dropping his chest to the mattress. Rupert came up behind him, his cock pressing against him, pushing gently as he aligned them.
“Ready?”
Jodi nodded. “Fuck yeah. Do it.”
Rupert placed a hand at the base of Jodi’s spine, warm and soothing, and a stark contrast to the coolness of the condom as he eased inside, slow and careful, pausing with every inch to mutter words of comfort Jodi rarely needed.
Jodi cursed softly, reeling at the exhilarating intensity of Rupert filling him, his senses on hyperalert. He’d always loved getting fucked, and with Rupert, he felteverything, from the feathery kisses on his back to the crazy-heat of Rupert’s dick sliding ever deeper.
Rupert wrapped his arms around Jodi and eased his hips into motion, setting a steady rhythm that electrified the building inferno in Jodi’s gut.
“Harder.” Jodi gasped and gripped the bed frame. “Harder, Rupe. Please.”
Rupert groaned. “Fucking love it when you say please.” He thrust harder and brought his hand down on Jodi’s thigh with a light smack, a blow that stung just enough to tip Jodi into an inescapable gauntlet of pleasure.
His legs shook, and he bit out another strangled curse. Rupert fucked him faster and used his weight to force Jodi’s hands from the bed frame, pushing him down into the mattress. “I’m gonna come.”
