Chapter Seven #10

His statement caused Jackson’s heart to race. “Turn around and bend over the couch.” Henry did it instantly. Jackson ran a hand down the man’s back, coming to rest on his ass. “I want you to stay still, understand?”

“Yes,” Henry breathed out, shivering.

Jackson spread his cheeks. He leaned down, running his tongue over Henry’s rim. Henry whimpered. He did it over and over, causing Henry to squirm. “Stay still.” Jackson raised his head to order.

“I’m trying,” Henry huffed.

“Try harder.” Jackson went back to what he’d been doing. He felt Henry tense as he struggled to follow the command. When Henry rocked his hips, Jackson stopped.

“Please, Jackson.” The man’s voice was wrecked.

Jackson hesitated, debating his next move.

He wasn’t sure how Henry would react. He ran his fingers down his back, and Henry moaned.

Jackson’s hand again landed on his ass. “I told you not to move. You should be punished.” Henry’s breathing stuttered.

Jackson caressed the skin under his hands.

“I think I should spank you.” Henry whimpered, breath coming in pants.

He lightly smacked the left side of his ass.

“Fuck,” Henry gasped, a shiver ran through his body.

Jackson slapped him again. His loud moan echoed through the room.

Jackson did it once more. “Please, Jackson, please. I can’t take any more.

” Jackson’s answer was another smack. “Jackson,” Henry cried out.

“I need to come so bad. Please, please, please, make me come.”

“Getting you to the point where you beg for me is my new favorite thing.” Jackson’s voice sounded husky even to him. “Tell me how you want to come, baby.”

“Need you to fuck me.” Henry was breathing incredibly fast.

Jackson walked around the couch so that he could see Henry’s face.

It was all need and desire. He tilted his chin up, kissing him deeply.

“Don’t move.” Jackson quickly made his way to the bedroom where Henry kept the condoms and lube then was back at Henry’s side.

Jackson ran his hands over the man’s heated skin.

He opened the lube, squirting some on his fingers then slowly slid one into Henry.

Henry moaned, and when he spoke, his words were stuttered.

“I can’t take any more teasing, Jackson.

I need you so bad.” He knew he had Henry way past the point of no return, so he quickened the prep, put on a condom, then slid into him.

He moaned when Jackson moved. He loved giving Henry what he needed, but it was a complete rush to know that if he had decided he wanted to continue to tease him, Henry would have let it happen.

“Need it faster.” Henry was still draped across the couch.

Jackson leaned over him, one hand on his shoulder, the other gripping the back of the couch.

He went with the pounding pace that Henry always liked when he was close, and the man cried out in pleasure. “Fuck, I’m so close.”

“Yeah, baby, me too.” And he was. He had been so focused on Henry that he hadn’t realized how close he was.

“Jackson.” Fuck, it was the desperation in Henry’s voice that shattered his control.

He fucked him harder than he normally did, but he really seemed to like it.

The man was going crazy beneath him. “Jackson,” he screamed as he came.

Jackson was seconds behind him, both of them collapsing onto the couch.

Jackson took several deep breaths, regaining enough of his composure to take care of the condom and bring Henry a towel.

Once they had cleaned off, they both slipped on their boxers.

Jackson sat next to Henry, pulling him close and caressing his back. “Can I still ask questions?” Henry nodded. “How did you get to a place where you can afford the things you do for your family?”

“That might be the most tactful way I’ve ever been asked how I got rich.” Henry laughed. “I’ve had some incredible success in the stock market. I have a knack for knowing when to buy and when to sell, and what’s a good investment. I own a good amount of stock in several major corporations.”

“That is incredibly impressive.”

“Thanks.”

“If you know the stock market so well, why not set your family up instead of giving them money?”

“I tried.” Henry sighed. “It was way too much work.”

“What do you mean?”

“I bought individual stock for all five of them. There were so many excuses. It was too complicated, or they didn’t have time, or they didn’t listen to me about when it was time to buy or sell.

Or, in Keith’s case, simply cashed it out.

It really is easier to just give them the money.

There’s no way I could run a successful business and manage six portfolios.

” He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“I can create one for you, but only if you promise to take care of it.” He chuckled then yawned.

“We can talk about that later. Right now, we should get you to bed.”

“Will you stay with me?”

“Of course.” Jackson stood to pull Henry to his feet so that they could go to his room.

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