12
Jake
Ifollowed Reyes back to the inn, which took all of seven minutes, and was relieved to see Amelia had the night off. The last thing I needed was for Beckett to hear through the grapevine I’d spent yet another night with the guy. He’d love to rib me for that one.
When we entered Rey’s room, I was unusually nervous. I rarely spent a second night with anyone, yet here I was eager for a third with Rey.
Reyes tossed his shirt in a pile on the floor, glancing back over his shoulder in my direction. “I’m jumping into the shower. Feel free to join me.”
I was out of my clothes and following him to the bathroom in two seconds flat. The spray of the hot water felt great against my skin, but Reyes’s naked body felt about a million times better. Every time I touched him or felt his soft kisses against my skin, a thousand tiny fireworks exploded inside me. I couldn’t get enough of the man.
Rey, on the other hand, didn’t seem as into it as I was. He wasn’t looking me in the eye and his body language wasn’t as relaxed either. I didn’t know what could have changed after our time together at the park, but Rey was completely lost in his own thoughts now, barely registering that I was here with him. The sudden change worried me, so I stopped and held him, waiting for him to notice me again.
Since when was I content to just hold someone?
“Hey, you okay?” I asked after a minute.
Reyes gave me a small smile and licked up my neck to my ear, gently tugging my earlobe, but he still seemed a million miles away. I wasn’t sure how to reach him, so I went to my knees, knowing pleasure would be the quickest way to get him out of his head. His uncut cock was thicker than mine and so damn beautiful. I pulled the foreskin back as I swirled my tongue around the head, which earned me a satisfied curse. Reyes put a hand on the tile above me to support himself as I sucked him deep while his other hand landed on the back of my head. I knew I’d finally reached him when his fingers threaded through my hair and his hips began to pump in rhythm to my movements, gently thrusting in and out of my mouth. I started to play with his balls as I sucked, but Reyes stopped me before I could reach around to finger his hole.
“Want you in me when I blow,” he said in a hoarse, almost needy voice.
We dried off quickly, then stumbled across the room to his bed, tripping over the pile of clothes and smacking our heads together as we fell onto the bed. We both winced in pain, then burst out laughing the moment our eyes met. That was one of the things I liked most about Rey. From that first night together, it had been so easy to laugh with him. Even now, as taken with lust as we were, we were still not too far gone that we couldn’t enjoy the humor of our situation. I liked that. I liked it a lot.
Rey’s lips found mine as we crawled onto the bed, but when he rolled over so I could prepare his body, I didn’t miss the way his strong, lean body tensed up.
I leaned over his shoulder. “You sure you want me?”
He nodded. “Sí,I need you to fuck me.”
I tried to distract him with my touches, but when I was still met with resistance the second time I tried, I knew something was deeply troubling him. Instead of pushing on, I lay down next to him, leaning in until my face was only inches from his. His dark hair slipped from behind his ear and fanned out across the pile. I longed to run my hands through it again, recalling how it felt against my skin. I’d never been into long hair on guys before, but on Rey? Fuck, I’d lost count how many times I wanted to thread my fingers through it. There was absolutely nothing about Reyes Ididn’tfind attractive.
I slipped a hand through his dark locks and held his face, waiting for him to come back to me. Slowly, his lips found mine, and our passion ignited once more. Reyes dominated the kiss, taking what he needed, exactly as I wanted him to. I needed him to trust me, to enjoy this, or I wasn’t having it. I’d been with men who forced it on themselves before and hated the look of regret in their eyes when we were done. I didn’t want that for Rey or myself.
The more we kissed, the more in tune we became to one another, on an even deeper level than we already were. Every move, every twitch of his solid muscles beneath my fingers was incredible, encouraging me not to rush this. Maybe for the first time in my life, I didn’twantto rush it. I wanted to memorize the contours and ridges of his sculpted muscles and I couldn’t get enough of his sweet, musky taste. Reyes melted into it, finally relaxing under my touch.
He tried to roll over again when he was ready for more, but the moment he put weight on his knee, I heard him curse under his breath. I froze.
“Rey?”
He tried to hide his face in the sheets, but I hooked a finger under his chin and turned his face in my direction, paling as soon as I saw how much pain he was in.
“Rey, baby, what’s wrong?” I inwardly cursed at the slip of the endearment, but he didn’t seem to notice. “Where does it hurt?”
His face crumpled in agony. “My knee,” he complained, falling to his side.
I looked down, but he didn’t appear to be injured, at least at first glance.
“It’s… fuck, it hurts.”
Worry bloomed in my chest. “Did I do something today?” He didn’t look at me, which amplified my fear. Desperate to see him, I started to get off the bed to turn on more lights, but he gripped my arm.
“Jake, I… I really need you.”
“Yeah, I know. I’m right here,” I said, confused.
His sapphire eyes pierced me with an intense kind of honesty that I didn’t dare ignore. “No, Ineedyou… take it away. Please.”
I was about to argue, to tell him no way in hell would I fuck him when he was hurting so much, but something in his expression caught my attention. Rey wasn’t asking me to take away the physical pain, but something more, something I didn’t understand. And I didn’t need to. Even without knowing his demons, I understood that kind of need for peace all too well. I’d been there myself.
