“Sorry,” Jamie said, nuzzling my nose. “That was mean.”
“Very mean,” I agreed.
“I actually adore you.”
I cupped Jamie’s jaw, holding him in place for a deeper kiss, then moved my lips to his creamy throat. “Better.”
Jamie craned his head with a small gasp and I took advantage, kissing and nibbling until I could feel his hard cock stabbing into my thigh.
I raised my head. “So, how was work?”
He laughed and slapped my shoulder. “I don’t want to talk about work right now!”
“Oh? Did you have something else in mind?”
He pushed his hips up, grinding his hard cock against my thigh. “Take me to bed, Hank.”
“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather have Henry?”
He groaned. “No, I want you. Only you.”
I hopped up and grabbed his hand to tug him from his place on the couch. Jamie’s hair was messy, his eyes were glazed, and his neck already sported red marks from my mouth.
Hell yes, tonight, I was going to make sure he never thought about another guy twice.
I led him to the bedroom, shutting the door in Tramp’s face when he trotted after us. Poor guy. He looked so disappointed.
Jamie went to his knees, tugging open my jeans and dragging them down my legs. That was the last thought I had for any of the dogs. I pulled off my T-shirt while Jamie finished stripping my bottom half, gasping and reaching out for the wall to brace myself as Jamie’s hot mouth closed around my dick.
I closed my eyes as pleasure shot through me. My hips moved on instinct, rocking into Jamie’s mouth and throat. God, his tongue was incredibly flexible, and he used it to make me gasp and moan.
I forced myself to pull out of his heavenly mouth and grabbed his bicep to pull him up. I pinned him to the wall, kissing him hard, while I unbuttoned his shirt and jeans.
My hands found his ass, and I cupped it and raised him up in my arms. “Want to fuck you tonight,” I murmured.
Jamie’s legs went around my waist and he clutched at my shoulders as I stumbled the few steps to his bed and dropped him. He bounced on the bed, a picture of innocence and debauchery all in one.
His eyes wide with surprise, his lips parted, his shirtspread open to reveal his chest and the red blush spreading across it. His jeans undone, with his cock just peeking out of the opening. It was pink, delicate.
“Jamie?” I checked. “Did you hear me?”
He licked his lips. “Are you sure you’re ready?”
“Yeah.” I grasped my dick, thick and aching, and gave it a couple of strokes. “But I think I should be asking you that. You’re small, and I’m…not. I want inside you, but not if?—”
Jamie laughed suddenly, cutting me short.
“Hank, you’re notthatbig.”
I glanced down at the sizeable dick in my hand. “Shh. Don’t listen to him.”
Jamie snickered. “No, sorry, I mean youarebig. Bigger than a lot of guys. But nothing I can’t handle. I was more so asking if you were ready because…well, this will be your first time inside a guy.”
“I’m ready, Jamie. I’m not in denial or something. We’ve already had sex. Whether I’m coming in your hand or your mouth or your ass, it’s all sex.”
He blushed brighter. “I know. I just don’t want to rush anything. It’s a lot of change.”
I climbed on the bed, bending over to press a wet kiss to the center of his chest. “All good change.”
