33. Jamie
Chapter 33
Jamie
I wore Chaz out.
He sprawled half on top of me, breathing heavy, limbs all tangled with mine exactly as I’d hoped to find when I woke up. His face pressed against my pit, and thank fuck I wasn’t as ticklish as he was. The man had a thing for my underarms. Whatever made him happy. I wouldn’t complain as long as he continued to octopus the fuck outta me each and every day.
My clock shone five a.m. in bold red numbers, and I wondered if Chaz planned on going to work.
A huff exited my nose.
Stupid thought. Of course he did. The man was married?—
Fuck that shit.
He was available for the taking, which I’d already done. Twice. While I might be a greedy son of a bitch when it came to Chaz and his body, I’d had crumbs for so goddamned long, any tiny slice of his time and presence was pure heaven in my mind. Didn’t need the man with me twenty-four-seven, but I would be thankful for every minute he gifted me.
But this morning?
He was mine, and I wasn’t sharing. I would chain him to my bed if he even considered leaving me for grease-stained coveralls and cars that could wait another day or three. Besides, he’d hired Josh who, according to Chaz last night, was exactly who he didn’t know he’d needed to keep shit running smoothly. And Josh had just enough experience starting out that Chaz had trusted him yesterday alone in the shop after a mere month of employment.
The kid was responsible and a hard worker. Henderson Auto was in good hands.
I closed my eyes again and hugged my best friend tight, my heart set on waking up with him like this every morning from here on out. No excuses. And the best way to make that happen was to be proactive whether he was ready or not.
It’s go time—I’ve got this.
Reaching blindly to my right, I located my cell on the bed stand. One-handed, I attempted to type out a couple of emails without too many grammatical errors. Probably should have waited until Chaz and I discussed our future, but there was no question in my mind of where I would be spending the next fifty years. We’d both lived through enough traumatic shit—nothing else could possibly come between us.
No distance, no more hellish secrets, and sure as fuck no more women.
My man was stubborn and didn’t quit, so once I made him see the truth of where our path headed together, he would be on board one hundred percent. He would always be in my corner, or better yet, fighting on the front line alongside me for the future I had envisioned since middle school.
While my heart hurt for what he’d secretly endured with Shelly, her affair lessened some of my own guilt. Right, wrong, or whatever, the truth eased my own shame and made him finally being with me that much sweeter.
These choices I went with, typing with my thumb to put them into black letters across my screen, seemed to settle everything inside me once and for all. I breathed easier. Muscles relaxed. Mind rested in knowing he was mine in every way that mattered.
Dream come true.
“Whatryoudoin’?” Chaz mumbled into my armpit as I hit a final “send” on a life-changing decision.
I set my cell aside. “Stay here with me,” I said, ignoring his question. “The whole weekend. From now through Monday morning.”
“I gotta?—”
“Don’t even ,” I barked, cutting him off. I rolled into him, gathering his sleepy warmth up in my arms, throwing my leg over his so he couldn’t escape me.
Chaz sighed and nuzzled my neck, snaking a lazy arm over my back to hold me just as tightly as I did him. “M’kay.”
“Yeah?” I double-checked to make sure we were on the same page already.
“Yeah.”
“Love this,” I whispered against his hair, my heart light and every part of my body relaxed except for my morning wood pressing against his. “Waking up with you. Want to do it every day.”
“Same.”
I mentally raised a fist in victory that felt sweeter than every time I had run into the end zone with a ball clutched to my chest. “So, I just gave my two weeks’ notice and told my landlord I’m breaking the lease early.”
“What the…” Chaz pulled away from my neck and blinked bleary hazel eyes until he could focus on my face. “Huh?”
“I’m quitting my job and moving back to Pippen Creek because I hate Berlin and sitting at a desk nine-to-five.” I grinned when he stared over my spewed explanation. “How’s your hole?”
“Huh?”
“Your ass.” I tried again to make sense through his fuzzy brain that couldn’t keep up with my wired one. “Is it sore? Or are you ready for another pounding?”
His brow furrowed slightly, gaze going glazed like his sleepy mind turned inward to check. “Uh…yeah, I think there’s gonna be an exit only sign for another day at least.”
“Blow jobs are always fun in the morning.” I waggled my eyebrows.
Chaz huffed a laugh. “Since when are you a morning person?”
“Since opening my eyes to your fine self all up in my space and not trying to escape unnoticed like you’ve done when I’ve woken up beside you in the past.”
His eye widened slightly.
“So I was right.” I grinned, expecting I looked a bit manic but couldn’t help myself. I was happy, goddamnit. “We’ll be talking about that in the near future, but for now…” I grabbed hold of his ass and squeezed.
“Mmm.” He rubbed his body on me, his cock the same state of granite as mine. “This is kinda nice.”
Time to change the subject yet again because my greediness for Chaz would never be sated. “Never had a dick in your mouth, right?”
“No, but I want yours.” The tiredness seemed to have faded, heat now kindling in his eyes.
“Then get this peach of an ass over here in my face and show me how easily I can make you gag.” I slapped the flesh I’d been kneading.
“Wait…what? How does that?—”
“Sixty-nine, baby,” I whispered against his lips, foul morning breath be damned. “Think you can handle my cock down your throat?” My dick throbbed against his at the image in my head.
“Might have practiced a little for that too.”
I drew back, eyes wide. “The fuck—seriously?”
Red flushed Chaz’s cheeks. “I, uh, wanted to be sure I could satisfy you since I couldn’t…”
“Hey.” I pressed my fingers over his mouth to keep him from bring up how nothing he ever did had been good enough for the last person he’d been in a relationship with. I was not her. Didn’t have any big dreams other than spending my life with him, so there was zero chance he’d ever fail. “It’ll be awesome no matter what because it’s you, and you’re already perfect in my eyes. Always have been.”
Chaz released a heavy exhale as though relieved.
I allowed my mind to wander back to his admission. “So you blew some toys?”
“Dildos.”
“Fuck—dildos—while imagining it was my dick?”
His lips twitched as though he tried to hold in a smile. “Think I got decent at it too.”
“Shit.” My eyes rolled back inside my head, and I grabbed hold of my junk to keep from nutting untouched at the idea of Chaz sucking on something and fantasizing it was my cock. “Still got those toys in a drawer somewhere?
“Yeah.”
“Sweet. Cuz we’re gonna enjoy the shit outta them once we’re home.”
“Home—meaning you’re moving in with me?
I studied Chaz’s face, the past leaking into our newfound bubble. Did he desire that as much as I did? Was there any sacredness of the ranch house he would rather not see disturbed? Or would he prefer to stay where he felt the past and present could live in peace? “Or we can get our own house. Something new?” I suggested my own hope.
Chaz ran his hand up my spine to my nape and leaned in to give me a lingering forehead kiss that curled my toes. “That what you want?”
“A fresh start would be kinda nice,” I gave him my honesty as I’d decided from here on out that I would always do. “A place that’s all our own. No memories attached to walls or furniture.”
“I can barely afford what I already have,” Chaz admitted. “Won’t get approved for a loan either. Don’t have much equity…yeah. I’m kind of in a tight spot.”
“I’m not. Well, my dick would like to be.”
Chaz pinched me, and I laughed, squeezing him.
“I have a little nest egg still in the bank thanks to that partial rookie season,” I explained, more than happy to be able to take care of him.
He pulled back, eyes searching. “You’d hand over your hard-earned money to make my life easier?”
“Shit.” I stilled as something from the recent past rang like a bell in my head.
“What?” he asked, his brow furrowing deeply.
“Um…another secret?”
“Goddamn you, Jamie Forester. Now what?”
“I kinda already spent a decent amount of money on you,” I said quietly, hating that my stomach clenched with the admission.
He stared, and I knew the second he figured it out. Wetness coated his eyes. “Was your generosity out of guilt or love?”
“Both, and I wouldn’t hesitate to do it again. Anything for you.” I rubbed my foot over his thigh since he didn’t seem upset I’d paid all of Shelly’s hospital bills.
“Thank you,” he whispered. “I feared when they would start showing up.”
I kissed his soft lips, and we lingered in the connection but without tongue.
Chaz seemed to come to a conclusion that required speaking because he pecked me twice before pulling away. “How about this. I ditch the shop today and tomorrow, and we fuck the hours away. Monday morning I head to work same as you, then after, you drive back to Pippen Creek. We fuck all night long, fall asleep on the new bed I bought, wake up like this?—”
“Suck each other off,” I interjected.
“—rinse, repeat, over and over again until we find a place to call our own. Wait. What about your job? You said you put in a two-week’s notice?”
“I’ll commute until my last day.”
“Then what?”
“Dad said he needs to hire another officer,” I told Chaz what I had already planned out in my head while he had slept. Even sent Dad a notification that I would be applying next week.
Chaz stilled, a slow grin lighting his face. “I can’t fucking wait to see you in uniform.”
“Gonna rip it off me and fuck me up against a wall?”
“Yes. Fuck yes.”
I kissed him hard, ready to be done with words for a while. A slap to his ass, and I muscled him around atop me, burying my nose against his balls as his thighs came to rest on either side of my head.
“Oh fuck,” he croaked, and I chuckled before suckling his soft flesh into my mouth. “Jesus, you’re good at that.”
I popped off. “Name’s Jamie,” I teased since I’d noticed he tended to use the wrong one whenever I was hell-bent on showing him pleasure.
“Asshole,” he muttered.
I spread my legs wide so he had easy access. “Have at it.”
He barked a laugh, jolting his body atop mine. “I’ve never seen you like this. So uninhibited.”
“It’s because I’m finally right where I’m supposed to be. Under you. And I’m happy as hell.”
Chaz chuckled again. “Goddamn, do I love you.”
“Love you too, baby. Now suck on my dick and see how far you can take me before you gag.” I slurped him into my mouth and grinned around his girth.
Loving Chaz Henderson for the rest of my life was going to be fulfilling as fuck.