Chapter Seven
Jackson took Henry’s hand as they entered the upscale restaurant for Justin’s birthday dinner then walked up to the hostess. “Good evening, gentlemen,” she greeted.
“Hi, we’re with the Harper party,” Henry told her.
“Very good, sir. Right this way.”
Around the corner, two women were taking off their coats at a table Jackson assumed was theirs.
He noticed Justin and William when they got closer.
Henry hugged his friends then introduced him to the people he hadn’t met yet.
Justin’s mother and sisters were in attendance, as were William’s parents.
“Sorry we’re late.” Maddox and his husband walked up behind them as soon as they were seated.
Dinner was fun. It had been two hours of jokes and stories. By the end of the evening, even he was convinced that Justin was some kind of superhero.
“I would like to propose a toast,” the man who had been introduced as William’s father said when dinner seemed to be coming to an end.
“Justin, there aren’t enough good things I can say about you.
You’ve been hardworking and ambitious since you were a child.
You’re even more so today. You’ve done a remarkable job replacing me. I knew I made the right decision.”
“Thank you, Isaac.” The pride shown on Justin’s face.
“Be that as it may, William and I were thinking that it would be better for S&H to be run by a member of the Harper family.” There were stunned gasps all around, and everyone turned to look at the man.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jackson saw a quick movement. He turned to see William, who looked pale and faint, and his action caused him to smile.
“What do you mean?” Justin sounded confused and hurt. “What the hell, William? I—” Justin’s question stopped suddenly. His eyes widening at the sight of his boyfriend down on one knee.
Henry squeezed his knee tightly, causing Jackson to look over at the man. He found his delighted surprise to be nothing short of adorable. But then Henry caught him staring, and suddenly adorable was definitely not the word for him.
“Will you marry me, Justin?” Williams’s question drew his attention back to the pair.
The entire table fell silent, waiting for Justin’s answer. “Yes,” he whispered.
The color returned to William’s face as he rose to embrace his fiancé. Jackson glanced again at Henry. He was watching his friends. As soon as the hug ended, he ran around to hug Justin.
“I guess there’s no getting rid of you now,” Henry said with a smile, draping one arm around William’s shoulders.
“Guess not.” William was grinning from ear to ear as he leaned into Henry. Jackson wasn’t sure he’d ever seen a happier man. It kind of made him a little jealous.
Henry returned to his side, that dazzling smile still in place. Jackson wanted so badly to kiss him. “Wow.” Henry shook his head. “This is so amazing. They really are perfect for one another.”
Jackson watched Henry while the merriment and congratulations went on around them. He put his arm around Henry, and the man leaned into him. “How much longer do you want to stay?” Jackson whispered.
“That depends.” Henry’s tone was seductive while still being sassy. “Can you make me a better offer?”
“I still have that strawberry swirl ice cream you like so much.” Jackson chuckled.
Henry looked up at him, seeming to ponder the option. “Throw in some nudity and you’ve got yourself a deal.”
“That can definitely be arranged.”
“Let’s say goodbye quickly, then.” Henry stood then pulled him up. “Congrats, guys. We’re going to take off now,” he told the group.
“Congratulations,” Jackson echoed, following Henry out to his Jeep. Jackson got in then looked over at Henry. The man was illuminated by the Jeep’s interior lights which were just beginning to fade. His eyes held joy and excitement. And that smile took his breath away. Fuck, he’s gorgeous.
Then Henry’s mood shifted, and the look he gave him was full of lust. “You keep staring. If you think I look good now, wait until I get undressed,” he teased with a wink.
Jackson put the car in gear then pulled out onto the street.
Henry put his hand on Jackson’s thigh, slowly moving it closer to his rapidly swelling member.
“I have a surprise for you at my house.”
“Do you?” Jackson moaned when Henry cupped his now rock-hard cock.
“Yup.” Henry unbuckled his seat belt to lean over to him. He slid his tongue up his neck to his ear where he lightly sucked the lobe. “And you are going to love it,” he whispered.
Jackson moaned again when Henry placed a soft kiss below his ear. “I hate whoever invented speed limits. We really need to be going about ninety.” They were still fifteen minutes from their houses.
Henry chuckled, and Jackson could feel his warm breath on his neck. “Would you like a little sneak peek?”
“What did you have in mind?”
“You’re a good driver, right?” Henry asked.
“Yeah.” The hand on his cock moved up to the button on his slacks and popped it open then made short work of the zipper. Before he could comprehend what was happening, Henry was stroking him. “Fuck, Henry.”
“Wait, it gets better,” Henry said as he wiggled around in his seat until he found the position he wanted. He leaned over the console and took Jackson into his mouth.
“Fuck,” Jackson gasped, moaning as Henry took him all the way down.
It was incredible, like it always was. He’d never had a better blow job than the ones Henry gave.
“Henry,” he groaned as the man increased the pressure of his suction.
Jackson took one hand off the wheel to sift through Henry’s velvety-soft hair.
“That feels so good.” Henry sucked harder and faster, reaching the rhythm that had him clutching the steering wheel.
“You’re going to make me come,” he said through heavy breaths.
“That’s the plan.” Henry lifted his head to reply before returning to his mission.
Jackson had already passed the point of no return.
He’d never fooled around in a car before, and the novelty of it was adding fuel to an already flaming fire.
He tangled his hand in Henry’s hair and thrust his hips.
Henry moaned his approval with his lips still around him.
“I’m gonna come, Henry,” Jackson said as he pulled into his driveway.
“Uh-huh,” Henry mumbled.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jackson chanted as he came.
Henry sat up, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. “How was that for a warmup?”
“That was amazing.” Jackson leaned over for a kiss. “I’m not sure I can even move right now.”
“That’s too bad.” Henry shook his head and shrugged one shoulder. “What I have in mind is going to require a lot of movement.” He winked.
“And suddenly moving seems like the most important thing in the world.” Jackson heard Henry chuckle as he got out.
He quickly did the same. He came around to Henry’s side to grab his hand and walk over to his house.
As Henry fished his keys from his pocket, Jackson heard Angel whine.
She came to them as soon as they entered.
“Hello, beautiful.” Jackson scratched behind her ears.
“Would you mind a solo walk? Just you and Angel?” Henry asked. “I have a few things to get ready.”
“Of course.”
Henry smiled seductively as he handed him the leash. “You can put her in her room when you get back.”
Jackson clipped the leash to Angel’s collar then jerked Henry against him to claim his mouth in a hungry kiss. “Be right back,” he promised as he led Angel to the door.
Jackson and Angel went down the pathway to the sidewalk, taking a right toward his house.
Angel trotted in front of him while he wondered what Henry had in store for him.
The unknown caused his pulse to race. “Come on, sweet girl. I really want to get back to Daddy, so you and I are going to jog tonight.” Soon she and Jackson had completed their two laps and were walking back through the door.
Angel snuggled against his leg as he unclipped the leash.
“Time for bed, baby girl.” Angel let out a low pitiful sounding whine before racing off to find her pink stuffed bunny and bringing it to him.
“I said it was bedtime.” With a huff, she dropped the toy then headed slowly to her room.
Jackson chuckled at the heavy sigh she let out while she plopped down onto her bed.
“We can play tomorrow,” he told her. “Good night, sweetheart.”
Jackson walked across the hall to Henry’s bedroom.
Anticipation sizzled through his veins. He opened the door and froze at the sight in front of him.
Henry was lounging on the bed, naked except for a mesh thong that barely covered his thick cock.
As sexy as Henry looked, it was what was beside him that caused a rapid increase in Jackson’s breathing.
Right there on the bed were two pairs of leather restraints, a spreader bar, and a blindfold.
Just the thought of Henry in that position had his satisfied cock ready to get back in the game.
“Are you sure about this, baby?” he felt the need to ask.
Henry chuckled. “I wouldn’t have bought it if I wasn’t.”
“Fuck, Henry.” Every breath felt labored.
“That’s the plan.” Henry laughed.
Jackson stepped forward, stopping when he reached the bed.
“Have you ever been blindfolded?” he asked, picking it up.
Henry shook his head. “Come here.” Henry got up to stand in front of him.
Jackson slowly ran his finger up and down Henry’s lace-covered cock, causing the man to moan.
Henry’s breath stuttered when Jackson walked up behind him.
He kissed Henry’s neck before tying the black mask over his eyes.
He kissed up Henry’s neck to his ear. “You good, baby?”
“Yes,” Henry breathed out.