Chapter 13 #2
Eyes wide, Jack took in a few shaky breaths. He looked nervous, but he straightened his shoulders, cleared his throat, and said, “Gray, you’re my person. It took me way too long to realize that, but now I do, and I hate being away from you. Do you want to live with me?”
A pang of joy went through him. “I thought you’d never ask.”
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Curled together on the couch, Jack rested his head on Gray’s chest and played with his shirt.
“The other day you said you haven’t bottomed in a long time. But when you bottomed, you seemed to enjoy it. Right?”
“What gave me away?” Gray smiled at him. “Was it the screaming or the shaking or the hardest orgasm I can remember having?”
Jack’s belly heated. He had made Gray feel good, satisfied him. There was nothing Jack wanted to do more. “Then why don’t you do it?”
“I’ll do it now, with you,” Gray said emphatically. “But with hookups, it’s different.” He hesitated. “Are you sure you want me to talk about this?”
Jack considered how he’d feel hearing about Gray with other men. Not great, if he was being honest with himself, but this was the one gap in information he had about Gray’s past and he wanted to understand him completely. “Maybe you can keep it general?” he suggested. “Gloss over the details?”
“I can do that.” He combed his fingers through Jack’s hair.
“None of it meant enough for me to keep track of details anyway.” He tickled his fingertips across Jack’s jaw and rubbed his chin.
“When I was hooking up, if we fucked, guys usually wanted me to top. That was better for me too because I have to be really turned on to bottom and, honestly, nobody gets me going like that.” He held Jack’s chin and bent down until their lips almost touched. “Except you.”
Heart racing, Jack locked his gaze with Gray’s. “So you won’t miss it?”
“Miss what?” He tilted his head to the side. “Hooking up?”
Jack nodded.
“No. I only did it because I couldn’t have you.
” He caressed Jack’s cheek and kissed his forehead.
“What I missed, was this, with you.” He leaned in and pressed his lips to Jack’s.
“I’ve wanted you for so long.” He curled his hands around Jack’s shoulders, skimmed them across his back and up his nape, and then cradled his face.
All the while, he continued kissing him, tugging his lips between his own, darting his tongue into his mouth, and sharing his air.
“Does that mean you like topping?” Jack asked breathlessly.
“Uh huh.” He brushed his hands through Jack’s hair. “How about you?”
“I, uh.” Jack gulped. “I don't have nearly as much experience as you. You know that. But I like both.”
“Do you want me to top you tonight?” Gray’s voice was even, unbothered, and Jack was grateful that he was completely comfortable talking about the physical aspect of their relationship. It enabled Jack to express himself freely.
“I do.” He tipped his head back and looked into Gray’s eyes.
“Let’s take this into the bedroom,” Gray rasped.
Jack nodded, but before he could get up, Gray pushed up into him again, mouth against his, left arm around his back, hand gripping his waist, and right arm around his shoulder, hand buried in his hair.
“I love you so much,” Gray whispered into his ear. He traced the perimeter of it with his lips and then sucked on his lobe. “So much.” He wrapped his arms around Jack and held him close, giving them both a chance to catch their breaths.
After a few minutes, he sat up, pushing Jack up with him, and then stood and led them into the bedroom. As soon as they entered the room, Gray’s lips were on his again, the passion flaring even hotter. Walking Jack backward, he deftly unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders.
“I’m going to make you feel really good, Jack.”
“You already do.”
Nodding, Gray returned to his task, tasting, licking, and nibbling Jack’s mouth, jaw, and ears while he removed the rest of his clothes. Once Jack was completely bare, he skated his hands across his shoulders and down his arms. “Lie down, sweetheart.”
Only then did Jack notice the mattress pressed against the back of his thighs. He dropped to the bed and scooted backward onto it, remaining on his back the entire time so he could enjoy the view of Gray taking off his clothes.
Tall frame, defined muscles, stunning green eyes, soft dark hair. Jack had never seen a more gorgeous man.
Once Gray was fully undressed, he climbed onto the bed and crawled over Jack. “Beautiful.” He combed his fingers through Jack’s hair and gazed down at him, gorgeous eyes warm and adoring.
“You make me feel that way,” Jack confessed.
When Gray started lowering his face, Jack surged up, tilted his head to the side, and parted his lips to take him in.
Gray darted his tongue into Jack’s mouth, kissing him again and again.
Propping himself on his elbows, he moved his hands to Jack’s face, cupped his cheeks, massaged his temples, and traced his jaw, all while keeping their lips and tongues connected.
“I’m already obscenely hard.” Gray sounded pained. He rocked his hips, dragging his erection against Jack. “Feel what you do to me.”
“Gray,” Jack moaned. His heart raced and his mind swam, intense arousal overwhelming all of his senses.
“Gorgeous.” Gray smoothed his hand over Jack’s chest and then leaned down and swiped his tongue over his nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking.
Back bowing up, Jack gasped for air. “Ah!” he shouted, burying his hands in Gray’s hair and holding him close.
Gray kept on task, suckling and licking one nipple before turning his attention to the other. At some point, he must have moved his arm, because Jack suddenly felt Gray’s fingers trailing over his cock, down his balls, and then into his channel.
“Gray,” he breathed into Gray’s mouth and reached between them for Gray’s cock. “I want you.” He caressed the hot skin and then wrapped his hand around it and slowly stroked.
“Soon.” Gray reached down and cupped Jack’s balls. He brushed his lips over Jack’s and then moved down and bent over his lap.
Before Jack could catch up to the change in position, Gray was lying between his legs and licking his erection.
“Oh!”
Jack’s balls still in one hand, he curled the other around his shaft, and dropped his mouth over it, taking him into his throat.
“Oh God,” Jack cried out. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the pleasure of Gray’s wet mouth and soft tongue.
Eventually, Gray pulled back. “Doing alright?” He grinned up at Jack, eyes sparkling.
Jack could only stare at him in response.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Gray slid his hands under Jack’s thighs and pushed them up and to the sides. “Keep them here for me, okay?”
Feet planted on the bed and legs spread, Jack sucked in air and tried to nod.
“Perfect,” Gray mumbled and then spread his cheeks, dropped his face forward, and buried it in Jack’s ass.
“Gray!”
He licked his way from the end of Jack’s crease up to his balls and back down again. When Jack was breathless and trembling, he pressed his mouth against his hole and pushed his tongue inside.
“Oh!” Jack shouted as he arched his back. “I’ve never…I’ve never…”
Staying on task, Gray held his cheeks apart and kept laving, sucking, and expertly tongue-fucking his ass.
“Please,” he whimpered. “I’m going to come and… Oh, God. Please, I want you inside me.”
After a few more licks and sucks, Gray sat up on his haunches and leaned over the edge of the bed.
He fumbled with something from the nightstand before resuming his position, a condom and lube in his hand.
With more finesse than Jack could imagine, he coated his fingers and returned to Jack’s ass.
Slick digits penetrated him, careful but steady.
“Good?” Gray asked, his eyes focused on Jack’s face.
Throat dry, he could only nod. He licked his lips, and Gray immediately dipped down, swiping his tongue across Jack’s and then kissing him deeply.
All the while, his talented fingers kept working, sliding into him, stretching him, and dragging across his prostate.
Gray tasted fantastic, smelled incredible, and touched him just right. Jack had never felt better.
“Yes,” Jack groaned and raised his hips.
Taking advantage of the extra room, Gray pushed his hand down, grinding it through Jack’s channel and across his rosebud. “Are you ready for me?” he whispered into Jack’s ear.
“Yes.” Jack nodded. “Please.”
He draped Jack’s thighs over his own and then leaned forward, folding his torso up. Seconds later, Gray’s crown pressed against his pucker.
“I love you.” Gray gazed into his eyes, held onto his hip, and firmly pushed forward until he penetrated Jack’s body.
“Me too.” Jack’s chest heaved. He gripped Gray’s biceps, anchoring himself. “Me too.” Heat and pressure filled his channel, friction lighting up his nerve endings. “You feel so good.” Trembling, Jack cupped Gray’s cheeks. “Gray, you feel so good inside me.”
“Perfect.” Gray slowly slid out and back in. “You are completely perfect.”
They moved toward each other, mouths meeting again and again as their bodies worked in concert, rocking and touching.
“Gray. God, Gray.” Jack rocked his hips up, meeting Gray’s thrusts. “More, harder, please.”
Nostrils flared and eyes wide, Gray pushed his lips to Jack’s again, taking a long deep kiss.
He planted his forearms next to Jack’s neck and cradled his head in both hands.
With his eyes locked on Jack’s, he slowly dragged his cock back until only the tip was pressed inside. “I love you so damn much.”
Body bent in half, skin slick from exertion, and heart full, Jack stared up at him. No fantasy he had ever allowed himself to consider compared to what Gray gave him. Enchanted, he smiled and trailed his fingertips over Gray’s handsome face.
Gray’s lips curved into a smile and then he opened his mouth and closed it over Jack’s finger, sucking him while he watched Jack’s face and slowly penetrated Jack’s core.
“Please,” Jack begged. “I need it.” His voice broke. “Need you.”
Gaze heated, Gray snapped forward, impaling him to the root.
“Ah!” Jack’s shoulders flew up, his hands clasping Gray’s shoulders. “Yes!”
Mouth on his again, Gray slid in and out, plundering his hole and stealing his breath.
“Ungh!” He had never felt that owned, body and soul.
“Ah!” Tears sprang to his eyes, the emotion and pleasure overwhelming.
“Oh!” He didn’t think to touch himself; he didn’t need it.
Not with Gray’s stomach rubbing against his erection with every deep, hard thrust into his hole. “I’m going to come.”
Attention locked on Jack, Gray moved faster, his movements rough and nearly frantic but his expression warm and adoring.
“Gray!” Jack shouted as he fell over the edge, pleasure swamping him as he pulsed his release between them. “Yes!”
“Jack,” Gray rasped. He buried his face in Jack’s neck and pressed forward, holding himself deep inside Jack’s body as his muscles stiffened, and he came.
Raising his trembling hands, Jack brushed them through Gray’s hair. “I love you,” he rasped, voice wrecked.
Gray turned his head and kissed the underside of Jack’s chin. “I love you too.”