Chapter 6 #2
“Do you?” Jason pulled him in then pushed him up against the door with a thud.
“Fuck, yes. You make me nuts.” They were catching up on all that lost time. That was the only explanation for the constant fire Jason lit in his belly.
“Good. I want you to ache for it.”
“Feel.” He pressed up against Jason, arching so that Jase felt him through their jeans, hard and ready.
“Man…” Jason knelt, just slid along his body, easy as pie. “Gimme.”
“Okay.” Bax undid his buckle and button, then eased open his zipper.
He stared down, his eyes burning in his skull as those lips popped open for him. Jason took him in, licking at the head of his cock, making his toes curl inside his boots.
“Jesus, Mini.”
“Love how you taste.” The soft, maddening licks kept on and on, making his ass cheeks clench.
“Mmm. God, you feel good, Mini. So good.”
He’d never believed he’d have this, that he’d know it. He’d give it up in a second for Jason to see again, but that wasn’t a thing, so he was taking hold with both hands.
He stroked Jason’s short hair, loving how soft it felt under his fingers. His damn hair was like a bristle brush, but Jase’s was just sweet as could be. Jase moaned for him, sliding his tongue on his shaft as Jason took him in, nice and slow and sweet.
Bax panted, his belly pulling in tight. This man had an incredible effect on him. His cock was framed by his jeans, pushing out and between Jason’s pink, wet lips.
That sight was enough to make a man groan. Bax shifted back and forth, his thighs like rocks. “Want you bad. I cain’t… I’m fixin’ to…”
Jason took him down to the root, no question. He was pretty sure Mini wasn’t breathing. He arched, his back pressed to the door for leverage.
“Fuck!” He let himself scream, slamming his head back against the wood.
Jason swallowed around him, the tip of his cock pressing at the back of Jason’s throat.
He was gonna lose it any damn second, and when Mini rolled his ballsac, nudging it firm enough that he swallowed, it was all over but the crying.
Bax rocked, amazed at how he’d gone from zero to sixty in just a few minutes. He was on fire, his whole body tingling. Jason’s face was a study in pleasure, his eyes closed. “Hey, Mini. Come on. Bed.”
“Uh-huh. You gonna love up on me?”
“I am. Make you crazy, I promise.” He tugged Jason to his feet, pressing them together as they rubbed, all the way up.
“Okay. Now.” Jason wrapped both arms around his neck.
“Now, Mini. Swear to God. Come to bed.”
They danced, kinda. Long, short-short, all the way to the bed. Nice and easy. He kissed Jason’s neck, then right up under his ear.
Jason stilled, then he shuddered. Oh, Bax loved that little hot spot. It got Mini all revved up every time. Every single time. It had taken Bax forever to find it, but now he used it with impunity.
He bit at Jason’s ear, then focused back on that spot, hunting a cry.
That sound came right away. Boom. Jason called for him, swaying, and Bax’s spent cock throbbed, wanting to go again. How could he be so damn happy and getting hard all over?
“Bax.”
“I got you.” He did. He would make his lover happy.
“I don’t doubt you a bit.” No. No, Jase believed in him like no one else, and he was fixin’ to prove Jason right.
Bax took one kiss, then another, barely letting Mini breathe. He wanted Jason dazed, moaning.
He spread Jase out on the bed, arms and legs wide so he could see every inch. That lean, strong little body was way more brown now, way more like Mini. After the hospital, Jase had been pale, kind of shrunken.
Now he was hard everywhere and so fine, a line of blond hair from his belly button down led the way to glory. Bax explored, getting rid of clothes and really going to town, touching all that skin. Hoo-yeah. And kissing. And licking.
His need was taken care of, so he could focus on his Mini. The guy was his whole damn world. Jason was his one and only. He breathed deep, resting his cheek on Jason’s belly.
“We got this, Bax. Swear to God.”
“I know we do.” Bax licked at Jason’s skin, tasting salt.
He needed Jase to stop worrying and feel. They could obsess over everything else later. Now was for them to touch and need.
Jason reached for him, finding his head unerringly. This was where Jason was confident, knowing. He never missed.
Never.
“This is better than riding, Bax. So much better.”
“Is it? I never got to tell you to keep your eyes open, do I?” No, Jase always kept them open, saying he might see Bax in his dreams. Nothing on earth had ever been so hot in the history of time.
He moaned, then licked the tip of Jase’s cock, slapping it with his tongue.
“Damn! Please!” Jason sounded surprised at himself.
He chuckled, letting air flow over that hot flesh. Yeah, now he was cooking with oil. He didn’t do this much—his cowboy liked sucking, liked his hand—but the cries that he was earning made him ache. Bax licked and lapped, then sucked a bit, varying the motion.
“Bax!”
He cupped Jason’s balls and rolled them, and damn, but he loved that low moan. He knew his hands were rough, but Jase seemed to like it, to crave his touch, so he gave it up, no question.
“Fixin’ to…” The soft warning made him smile.
“Mmmhmmm.” He could take it. Hell, he was getting to be an expert. Like tapping his finger against Jason’s little hole, making promises he didn’t have to worry about.
He could sure enough keep them anytime with this man in his bed.
“I need…more, Bax. Please.” Jase bore down, taking his finger in to the second knuckle.
“Damn. Hell, yeah. Mini. So hot inside.” Bax was blown away by how Jase needed him.
Jason nodded, lips parted, tongue flicking out to wet them. He had no idea how goddamn sexy he was, but Andy Baxter knew. He was no fool. This was it for him, all the way to the bone.
This was his only thing.
He leaned forward and took a kiss, needing Mini to come on, to shoot for him, to prove how good it was.
Jason humped his hands, rocking back and forth, and devoured his mouth, really giving him what for. When he slid his finger all the way in, curling it inside Jason’s body, that was all she wrote. Jason came apart in his hands, spraying his seed.
Oh fuck, that was hot. He groaned and licked at Jase’s flat belly.
“Bax! Lord have mercy.” Jason clutched at him, but his hair was kinda too short to grab. “You’re gonna make me… Damn.”
Oh, he did like making Jase need.
He chuckled, then licked again. He wanted Jason crazy for him. Jase had started it, after all.
“You’re— Damn, Bax. Come up here, you.”
He climbed up Jason’s body, ready for some kissing and stroking of his own. Afterglow was the best part, which he wouldn’t ever have said.
Now he knew, though. Loving someone was damn cool.
Jason cradled him, dancing fingers over his skin, loving on him.
“Mmm. You feel so good, Mini.”
“I feel like yours.”
“You are. I got you. I keep telling you that.”
Jason pinched him, not too hard, but it wasn’t sweet either. “You do. Thank God for small favors. You ever—? Did you ever think on where we ought to light, after all this shit is done?”
“Huh?” He gave that the thought it deserved. “Well, Texas, broadly.”
“I know that, doof.” Jason sighed loud. “I was thinking about the beach, maybe. Somewhere on the Gulf.”
“Yeah? I wouldn’t mind the beach. I wouldn’t mind that at all.”
“I mean, what kind of a spread? I want a little land, you know? Room for some toys, some animals.” He was grinning so hard that Jason could probably feel it.
“Sure. I can’t imagine living in a condo or nothing.” Jason stretched as tall as his little body allowed. “We’re cowboys. We need critters and space to roam. But I want to run on the beach too.”
“Sounds good. I mean, I’ve seen ranch-type places in Galveston.” He had, right? He would google it.
Really, how hard could it be to find what they wanted? They had enough money for some acreage.
“Cool. You know I got enough to throw in with you. We could have a nice spread, some critters, dogs.” Jason’s smile was…blissful, like someone had given him everything he’d ever fucking wanted.
“We could.” Man, his heart was just pounding suddenly. Him and Jase, they were talking forever. Oh, he knew Jase was his ‘always thing’, but to have it out there? “I want that.”
Jase tilted his head, one hand landing like a lead balloon on his chest. “You sure, buddy? I wouldn’t make you.”
“Jesus, Jason. I want you, full stop. The thought of getting old with you, of getting to wake up with you every day? I couldn’t ask for no more than that in any life.”
He put his hand over Jase’s, needing him to feel the truth.
“I’m gonna do it, Bax. I’m gonna ride in the big show and win us enough money to retire. I swear to God, I’ll do it.” Jase burned for him, the passion flashing in those sightless eyes.
“I believe you.” It scared him to death, when Jason fell or ran the wrong way, but on sheer riding talent, he was confident that Jason could do it.
“Good, ‘cause I need that. I need you, and I need to know there’s something real on the other side—critters, ocean, sand, dogs, home.” Jason was open to him, not blustering or hiding a bit.
“I swear it. I ain’t gonna just leave.”
“Me either, so we’re stuck like glue.”
“I love that. Love you.” It still felt weird to be able to say it out loud.
Jason’s face lit up in a smile, and he didn’t have to hear it to know that Mini felt the same goddamn way.
Andy Baxter could see it, and he was a fucking lucky man.
Now he needed to pray that Jason was just as lucky.