Chapter 20 DUSTY
Chapter twenty
DUSTY
I could tell that Jacob had done a lot of thinking when he fled from me this morning.
It had triggered memories from our past when he would run away from his emotions.
If he got in trouble at school, or he wasn’t sure how to resolve a problem, he would try to run from it, but every time he would come back to me.
I didn’t doubt he would come back this time, too, and when he returned and gave me that wicked smile, I knew he had sorted out his thoughts.
“You bought enough food for five people.” He put a piece of steak in his mouth and nodded.
When he finished chewing, he smiled at me. “I wanted to give you choices, and we already addressed the possible need for energy, through the night.” That smile turned to a smirk that was naughty.
The evening was relaxed. While we sat there, he picked up his phone and sent a text. I wondered if it was to Joe, and in some ways, I hoped it was. Knowing that Joe had been with Jacob excited me, but that needed to be examined another time.
Between my thoughts of being with Jacob again and the thoughts of him being with Joe, I was throbbing in my jeans. When I started to clean up, he grabbed me around the waist, and we stood together.
“I’m going to shower because I am sweaty from my run. I’d like to spend the evening focusing on what it means to be back in each other’s lives.”
He leaned down and kissed me gently. It was the first time we had kissed with intention, not out of excitement to see each other.
I smiled against his lips. “Sounds good to me.”
Before he left, I gave him another quick kiss and smacked his ass. He laughed, and every part of me tingled. The sound of his laughter was something I had missed all these years, and it made me feel so many wonderful things.
While he was in the shower, I made sure my bedroom was tidy.
I lit a couple of vanilla-scented candles, and they cast a glow throughout the room.
Jacob had implied we might be physical with each other, and in truth, I needed that connection after all these years.
Jacob was the one I had loved, and this would settle that years-old restlessness.
What about Joe was still a whisper in the back of my mind, and it wasn’t something I was willing to dismiss.
Before I turned down the lights and turned off my phone, I sent a quick text.
DUSTY
I’d love to get together this week.
I’ll bring dinner? Maybe we can talk?
I held my breath because I desperately wanted to hear back from him. Even though I was with Jacob, there was a part of me that longed for Joe. How did I get myself in the position of having feelings for two men at the same time?
When the bathroom door closed, I looked at my phone one more time and then turned it off.
Now I needed to focus on Jacob. His footsteps were soft, and my heart started to pound.
God, I loved the man coming down the hall.
Immediately, I was transported to those times we were together so many years ago—we were kids.
The ache in me for that connection still pulled hard, and when I saw him in front of me, I was pretty certain my heart stopped.
He stood in front of me, a few water drops slid down his bare chest, and his wet hair shone.
The look he gave me went straight to my cock.
Jacob was country-strong, with an incredibly developed upper body, and my gaze got stuck on his deep V.
That was something he didn’t have when we were kids.
His adult body was an upgrade. It was impossible not to think about licking every inch of his skin, and my tongue wanted to explore every defined muscle.
He had tattoos that you couldn’t see when he had clothes on, including a portrait of Dusty the horse.
“Shit.”
He looked at me, and I could see he was hard in his sweats. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one not wearing underwear tonight. He moved over, curled one leg under him, and sat down facing me on the couch.
I swallowed hard. “In case you haven’t been told. You grew up really well.”
He laughed. “Well, thank you. The grown-up Dusty is also hot.” He moved a lock of hair off my forehead, his fingers ran down the side of my face, then over my jaw.
The smile he gave me brought those butterflies back.
Even though I had been with men before, with Jacob, it felt new and scary, which was unexpected since he had been my first.
His thumb ran over my lips. “I can’t believe you are here in my life. All of that time, I never stopped loving you. And I still love you, Dusty.”
It made me catch my breath, and I could feel the tears sting behind my eyes.
I nodded. “I still love you, too.”
He kissed me gently, and I immediately melted into him. It felt like going home, memory took over, and my body responded because I knew him.
“God, I missed you,” I said against his lips.
His teeth pulled on my lower lip, then went back in, and I opened for him willingly. The way his mouth moved against mine, our tongues tangled, which made me moan. There were only two men who ever made me feel like this from a kiss. The simple act conveyed passion, desire, and a natural connection.
Jacob made sweet noises which drove me crazy, my arousal proud and needing attention. He pulled me against him, our bodies flush. I could feel him steel solid on my belly; my need for him ramped up even more.
I kissed up his neck, over his jaw, and sucked gently until I was at his ear. “I want you.”
His hand wrapped around the nape of my neck, and he guided me back to his mouth. He kissed me deeply, desperately, his hands touched my body, which made me shiver, and my toes tingle.
“Jesus,” I said under my breath.
Tugging me back, he looked me in the eyes. “I need you.”
My tongue licked over his throat and down his collarbone.
His skin was warm under my tongue, and the taste of him pulled a memory from years ago.
I kissed the muscles on his chest, then sucked a nipple into my mouth, biting it firmly.
Jacob arched into me, and I wanted to do it a thousand more times.
I scraped my teeth against his ribs and licked a warm, wet stripe down his stomach.
As I sucked softly on his warm skin, my lips followed his treasure trail, excited about seeing what was under those sweats because he wasn’t an eighteen-year-old anymore.
He was a man, his entire body had become more, perfectly more, and I was sure his cock had only gotten better.
I couldn’t help but kiss that deep V that he had gotten from hard work on a cattle ranch.
I looked up at him. “You are fucking gorgeous.”
He smiled and brought me up to his lips, disappointment at not getting my mouth on his thick member rushed through me.
He lay on top of me, his hips moved, and he rutted against me.
Our cocks were painfully hard as they rubbed against each other.
He rolled his hips again, and the feeling sent electricity through my body; the air sparked around us.
“Can I take you to your bed?” He smirked at me.
“Yes.”
He hauled me up against him and walked me backwards up the hall, our kisses desperate. He pushed me hard against the wall.
“Oomph.”
He laughed. “Sorry. You bring out the devil in me.”
The comment made me smile, but I went after his mouth, not wanting to talk. “Come here.”
He grabbed my ass and boosted me so my legs went around his waist. It was an amazing perk not being a huge man, and Jacob was strong. He held me close as he carried me easily to bed, where he lay me down, his body over mine.
“I need you naked.” He looked at me, his eyes dark, and without hesitation, he grabbed the side of my shorts and pulled them down. “Fucking hell. You are gorgeous.”
Throwing my shorts on the ground, he placed soft kisses on my thighs. Using one of my moves, he scraped his teeth over my hips, then licked and kissed my stomach. When he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, I groaned.
“You naked.”
“Great idea.” He removed his shirt, and I could feel the energy double between us.
As he lay on top of me, the fire turned into an inferno when our skin touched. I tried not to be overly eager, because I’d wanted this for years, and it would be easy for my body to take it to an end too quickly.
We slotted together, his cock against mine, and he moved. The crowns rubbed over each other, and when the shafts touched, it was one of the most erotic things I had experienced. My eyes rolled back.
“Holy shit, Jacob.”
Our kisses became hungrier. Both of us leaked steadily, making our movements slippery as our bodies created that much-needed lubricant. If we kept this up, I wouldn’t last long.
We stopped kissing, and he looked at me, his eyes dark. He swallowed hard. “Could we. Would you? Can.” He was suddenly shy. “Dusty, I want to. Not that what we are doing isn’t, but—”
“Jacob, deep breath, you can ask me anything.”
He took a deep breath. “I want to make love to you. I need to be completely connected to you.”
I nodded. I needed him to know one important thing. “I haven’t been with someone in that way in years. None of the men I was with before felt right because it wasn’t you.”
Burying his face in my neck, he kissed me softly. He continued to roll his hips against my throbbing cock. Bolts of pleasure ran through me, making me want him more. My body longed to have him slide inside me, a desire I hadn’t had until Joe.
Quietly, he spoke to me. “It’s been four years for me. It was never good for me.”
He took the lube and moved between my legs, and I let my knees open to the sides.
His lips were soft on the inside of my knee, then up my thigh.
I took a pillow and propped it under my head to see him.
My cock flexed. I already missed the contact of us rubbing together.
Even though I knew what was coming, it was hard to be patient.