Chapter Four #3
“Oh fuck.” Just the thought of being completely at Jackson’s mercy while he teased his body got Henry right to the edge.
“You’re gonna look so fucking hot tied to my bed.”
Henry’s leaking shaft twitched against his stomach. “Jackson,” he moaned.
“Gonna come for me, baby?” Jackson’s pace never faltered.
“I can’t…” Henry stopped as his entire body tightened, and his balls started to tingle.
Fuck, he really was going to come. No sooner than he’d had the thought, he exploded.
Pleasure like nothing he’d ever known shot through him as come coated his stomach and chest. Jackson came in a fierce rush moments later.
Slowly he let go of Henry and disposed of the condom.
Henry grabbed his T-shirt off the floor to clean himself off.
“Wow.” Henry lay down next to Jackson to catch his breath and get his bearings.
“Yeah.” Jackson pulled him close, kissing him while rubbing his wrists. When the kiss broke, he moved to knead Henry’s shoulders. “Are you okay?”
“Me? I’m fanfuckingtastic.” Henry grinned.
“Good, because we need to have a serious talk.”
“About what?” Henry wondered.
“I broke a few things in my garage last night,” Jackson confessed.
“What happened?” Henry looked up at him.
“I don’t deal with jealousy well.” Jackson ran a finger down his cheek.
“What made you jealous?” Henry’s heart pounded.
“I don’t do relationships, Henry; I told you that.” Jackson let out a heavy breath. “But imaging you going home with someone…” he trailed off, shaking his head. “I didn’t like it.”
“I didn’t, you know.” Henry felt that he needed to clarify.
“Watching you come home alone was the only reason I could sleep last night,” Jackson admitted.
“What do you suggest we do about that?” Henry asked, feeling a little anxious.
“I can’t offer you anything more than a fling, and I don’t want you getting hurt, but I’m not sure I can watch you date.” Jackson seemed to be staring into his soul. He hadn’t asked a question, but even still, he seemed to be waiting for an answer.
“Are you asking me not to hook up with anyone else?” Henry raised an eyebrow.
“That’s part of it.” Jackson pulled him a little closer. “But I don’t want to think this is just a hookup though. I like spending time with you.”
Henry smiled. “I like hanging out with you too.”
“Good.” Jackson stroked his cheek.
“I just want to make sure that I’m clear on things.” Henry looked up into Jackson’s eyes. “You want a committed monogamous relationship that ends when you have to leave.”
“That’s probably the best way to describe what I want.” Jackson’s gaze never wavered from his.
Henry’s breath was a little heavier than usual. “That sounds an awful lot like a boyfriend.”
“Yeah, it does.” Jackson still stared at him.
Henry thought about it for a moment. Was a temporary boyfriend something that he wanted?
He couldn’t imagine he’d be okay watching men come and go from Jackson’s house.
He was pretty sure relationships weren’t right for him, but this one came with an expiration date.
It might be a good trial run to see if he was even capable of something long term.
Besides, he really liked Jackson. “I’m in.
” Jackson leaned down to lightly kiss him.
“Do you have any rules or deal breakers that I should be aware of?” Jackson asked.
“I don’t do sleepovers,” he answered.
“Fair enough.” Jackson nodded. “Can I ask why?”
Henry shrugged one shoulder. “It seems too intimate to do when things are just casual.”
“I can understand not wanting to wake up next to someone you don’t really know.” Jackson’s fingers danced up and down Henry’s upper arm. “Anything else?”
Henry shook his head. “I don’t think so. Do you have any?”
“I don’t take my shirt off,” Jackson said quietly yet firmly.
Henry couldn’t help but wonder why the man was always partially dressed when they were together. Even at this moment, Jackson’s gray shirt was unbuttoned, but on. “Is there a reason?”
“That’s not something I want to get into.” Henry felt Jackson’s body tense.
“Then we won’t.” As badly as he wanted to know, Jackson’s comfort was more important.
“Thanks.” Jackson smiled at him before stroking his cheek. “I don’t want to hurt you in any way Henry. I need you to remember that I could leave at any time.”
“I understand what I’m signing up for. As long as we’re upfront and honest with each other, there won’t be any problems.” Henry kissed Jackson softly then sat up. “I guess I should get going. I have to be up early.”
“What’s tomorrow?” Jackson asked.
“I have a tennis match.” Henry grabbed his boxer briefs then stood to put them and his jeans on.
Jackson got out of bed, dressing as well. “And if I wanted to watch you play?”
Henry smiled. “You would be at Mansfield Park by eight. I’d say we could ride together, but I have lunch plans with my friends after.” He looked over at Jackson. What would it hurt to ask? “Unless you want to come with us.”
“I’ll drive. Come over in the morning and I’ll go on Angel’s walk with you.” Jackson took him into his arms and kissed him deeply.