Chapter Six #2
While Quince hadn’t jumped away from Jathan when Buck had shown up earlier, he also hadn’t truly acknowledged Jathan when he arrived until after they had been alone and out of sight.
Maybe he should put his clothes back on just in case Quince turned cold again.
The last thing he wanted was to need to get dressed while trying to storm out.
He threw back the covers and sat up. Quince appeared in the doorway. Jathan had left the light on in the bathroom and the door open, so Quince wouldn’t trip in the dark. The light highlighted Quince’s hungry features.
“Goddamn. When you said you’d be waiting, I didn’t picture this. That’s a lie. I immediately pictured this, but figured it wouldn’t happen.”
Jathan laughed. He didn’t bother covering his nudity. “I mean, apparently, I’m competing with an ex tonight.”
Quince padded toward him. “You absolutely aren’t.
There’s no comparing to this.” He pushed, urging Jathan onto his back before straddling him fully dressed.
“Unfortunately, a horrible thought hit on my way in here. I don’t have any lube here.
Like, we have plenty out and around the ranch for several reasons, but I’ve never really had a reason. ”
He was adorable. “That’s okay. I have other ways I can make you happy.”
“I’m already happy. In fact, before you, I couldn’t figure out why I was so fucking unhappy.
It was like I went with the flow, but nothing more.
I never went out of my way to get into anyone’s bed.
If I ended up there, then whatever, but I never tried.
It’s like you filled me with life or something.
I can’t really explain it. It’s like it’s not about sexual orientation or attraction or anything like that.
It’s just this.” He motioned between them.
Quince was so seen and he didn’t even know it.
Jathan wouldn’t let him think he was the odd one out.
“It sucks pretty hard when you don’t know that about yourself yet—when you don’t recognize you’re not really sexually attracted to anyone without there being something else there.
That feeling used to make me feel like more of an outsider than anything else about me and I’m pretty fucking awkward. ”
He took Quince’s hand and used it to stroke himself from his chest downward. “I very much want you to touch me, though. You’re all I think about.”
Quince licked his lips. He suddenly looked nervous as hell.
The steely eyes that were always filled with so much confidence looked unsure now.
“I really want to do everything with you, but I’m not sure how.
” An adorable blush covered his face as he made the confession, but Quince kept going.
“It’s crazy how badly I want to taste your dick, but I don’t want to fail you.
You’ve probably had a ton of sexy men on their knees with all the experience I’ll never have. ”
Jathan fought a snort. “Did we just meet or something?” He couldn’t hide the humor in his voice. “Surely you can’t really believe that about me.”
Quince shrugged. “I think you’re famous and people are probably lined up to do exactly what I want to do; except they actually know what the fuck they’re doing.”
He truly sounded upset. Jathan couldn’t have that.
“First things first. Even if I had a line of men around the block on their knees, I’m damn near seven feet tall.
Most men would be staring at my kneecaps.
” A smile exploded across Quince’s face.
Jathan kept going. “In second place, can you imagine me in that situation? I’d just be blushing and begging people to please stand up. ”
Jathan ran his hands up Quince’s thighs. “Lastly, I find you so fucking hot that I could probably blow just from having you breathe too hard on my dick. You’re the one who makes me want to talk dirty, pull hair, and bite. I don’t blush with you.”
His hand moved to the bulge in Quince’s pajama pants. He stroked. “You shouldn’t blush with me either. Whatever you want to try with me, I’m in. I’m always silently begging for you to touch me. It’s been that way since we met.”
Quince leaned forward and braced his weight on his hands on either side of Jathan’s head, boxing him in. He swiped his lips across Jathan’s. “Talk me through it.”
The muscles in his stomach cramped with need at Quince’s demand. “I promise I’ll love whatever you do.”
Quince kissed him. It turned heated fast. Jathan was already panting when Quince began his slow descent.
He dug his fingertips into Quince’s sexy shoulders, trying to cling to sanity.
Jathan kind of worried he might blow before Quince’s mouth ever touched him.
He couldn’t believe Quince thought there was any chance of Jathan not enjoying anything he did.
Jathan was just happy to be there. Finally, a hot tongue slid down his length.
Jathan’s entire body reacted. His toes curled. “Oh, God. You’re doing great.”
He felt Quince’s soft chuckle as he lightly sucked Jathan’s crown.
Jathan didn’t even care Quince laughed at him. “Yes. Like that.”
Quince took more of him and saliva rolled down his length.
“Jesus. You’ve got this.” Jathan focused on breathing as Quince worked his cock.
He felt the way Quince kept trying to go farther before backing off again.
The move reminded Jathan he was supposed to be helping.
He swiped his fingers through Quince’s dark hair.
It was so fucking soft. He fought the urge to pull.
“If you want to try to take more, just relax your throat. Don’t think about it too much.
Just—” The words died on a strangled cry as his cock hit the back of Quince's throat. Everything felt too good. He wasn’t going to make it.
Two more downward bobs and Jathan’s entire body seized.
Sounds escaped him. He didn’t try to hold them back.
Jathan also didn’t wait to see how Quince reacted to cum filling his mouth.
He sprang, flipping Quince onto his back.
With only the slightest tug, he had Quince’s dick out and in his mouth.
He didn’t bother pulling his pants down enough to do more than free his cock.
Jathan sucked, giving Quince the full treatment while his brain was still half trapped in the aftermath of his orgasm.
He bobbed on Quince’s erection, taking him down his throat.
Jathan squeezed and sucked. He licked while saliva poured down his hand when he pumped.
Quince sounded like a wild animal. Jathan didn’t let up even when he felt Quince’s body stiffen.
A shout cut through the air and hot cum coated his tongue.
Jathan swallowed and tried for more. He licked away every drop.
Quince wheezed like he had run a marathon. “Holy shit. Goddamn. I can’t think.”
Jathan kissed a path up Quince’s body. He stopped to pay homage to Quince’s nipples.
Quince lightly cupped the back of his head. His body still shook slightly, making Jathan proud. “Damn, Jathan. That was… fuck.”
Jathan captured his mouth, smothering the praise. That hadn’t been talent, practice, or skill. Jathan just craved Quince’s body in a way he never had before. It was them. They were explosive and Jathan would be goddamned if he ever willingly let go.