I rolled out of bed and grabbed his hand. “Let’s go.”
CHAPTER 24
Jamie
I wokewith the heavy weight of Hank’s arm over my waist. My heart jolted.
So thatwasn’ta dream.
My hunky, off-limits,straightmatch had decided he was into men. Or at least, one man.
I turned my face into my pillow to muffle my squeal.
“Jamie?”
His voice rasped over my skin, making it pebble with anticipation. He rocked forward, his dick prodding my ass. Damn, he wasreallyinto me even though I was a guy, apparently.
Hank’s large hand slid down my front and wrapped around my morning wood. “Morning, beautiful.”
My face heated. No one had ever called methatbefore.
“Hi,” I said, voice breathy.
I was too turned on to be embarrassed, though. I pressed my ass back against him, making him groan.
“Lube?” he asked.
I scrambled to get it and squirted some into his hand. He reached down and grasped my cock, stroking firmly.
I came in an embarrassingly short time, but Hank didn’t seem to mind. He rolled me onto my back and kissed me thoroughly.
“Use my mouth,” I invited.
I’d given Hank a little taste of what I could do last night in the shower, and he eagerly swung a leg over my shoulders to push his cock between my lips.
He was thick and heavy on my tongue as he carefully rocked his hips, never going deep enough to gag me. I grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper, encouraging him, until he was pumping a release down my throat with a harsh cry.
The dogs started howling in response. We’d left the door open for them to come and go, and they weren’t sure what to make ofthisspectacle.
I nearly choked as I laughed, and Hank hastily withdrew.
“Ah god, sorry. I didn’t mean to set off the dogs by being so loud.”
I grinned and swiped my hand over my wet lips. “I’ll take it as a compliment.”
“You should,” Hank said fervently. “You’re very good at that.” He frowned, forehead creasing. “I don’t want to think about how you got so good.”
“Aw, is someone jealous?” I teased.
He pouted. “Don’t make fun of me.”
I sat up and slung my arms around his shoulders, ridiculously happy. “Never. You’re my Prince Charming, Hank. I even put you in my phone that way. From the very start.”
He turned his head, looking at me over his shoulder. “Really?”
“My perfect match. Even if I wasn’t yours.”
“But you were, Jamie. It just took me longer to figure it out.”
