“I want to taste you.” Lee broke from the kiss and moved to his chest again. He couldn’t get enough of this big, beautiful chest. He went for Jacob’s pants. When he pulled Jacob’s healthy erection free, they both released a guttural groan.
“Jesus.” Jacob fisted the couch cushions when Lee swiped his tongue across the tip, lapping up the salty drops. “Ah, sweet Jesus.”
He ran his tongue along the engorged vein on the bottom of the shaft before slowly making his way up and pulling the head between his lips.
Jacob caressed Lee’s head, moaning in his pleasure, rocking his hips as he slid his flesh deeper into Lee’s mouth. Those sounds would be the death of him. He sucked harder, faster, just to draw more of those throaty groans from his lover.
“Lee. Oh, sweet Lee. Ah hell. Yeah.”
Lee cupped his balls, caressing them as he ran his middle finger up and down the sensitive trail between his dick and back entrance.
“This hardly seems fair,” he rasped, his voice thick with arousal. “You keep this up I’m going to come, and I want to be inside you when I do that.”
Lee moaned against Jacob’s flesh at the sound of his words and the meaning behind them. Running his tongue up and down the vein, he then looked up into Jacob’s eyes. He loved eye contact, and Lee wanted to do anything and everything Jacob loved.
“Tab A into slot B, remember?” His gaze flashed and then darkened as his pupils dilated with a deep hunger that prompted Lee to pull his own cock out and stroke. When his nostrils flared, Lee almost lost it. He hurried to his bag to retrieve the lube and a condom. When he returned, Lee removed his pants. He had to feel Jacob against him before he took his next breath.
“Come here, baby. Let me stretch you.” Jacob rolled the condom over his cock and Lee set his glasses aside before placing a knee on either side of his hips. With the help of the lube, Jacob played with his hole before slowly sinking a finger inside.
Lee shuddered and rocked his hips, working the finger in deeper. He shuddered again when Jacob replaced it with two. “If you stick anything else in me, I swear to God I’ll come.”
“Is that so?” His beautiful eyes danced as he grinned. He loved this man’s smile. “Maybe that’s what I want.”
“This is what I want.” He wiggled his ass over Jacob’s erection until the head of his cock nudged against his puckered hole, pressing against him, slowly easing in. It stretched him, filled him, completed him. He closed his eyes as he sank down, not slowing until they fell hip to hip.
“Don’t move,” Jacob growled and delivered a heated nip to Lee’s chin. He jerked and cried out. Jacob dug his fingers into Lee’s hips. “I said don’t move.”
“Then stop driving me crazy. Oh, Jacob. Oh, yes. I need to move.”
“You do and I’m going to lose it.” He fisted Lee’s cock. When Lee jerked, they both sucked in a breath.
“I’m not going to last long,” Lee confessed in a strangled cry as he rolled his hips, riding Jacob’s hard flesh.
“This is just a little taste.” He kissed Lee as they rocked their hips in unison. “Just a little taste, baby.”
“Oh, Jacob.” He moved faster. Jacob stroked Lee’s cock, drawing him that much closer. He arched and twisted, desperate in his release as Jacob thrust hard, burying his flesh deep into Lee’s body. The sensation tore through his senses, and he cried out, rocking faster and faster as the first of his orgasm hovered just out of reach.
The hard, plunging strokes of Jacob’s cock fired off a sweet tango of pleasure mixed with pain. He’d never had such strong sensations whip through him.
“Look at me. Goddamn it, Lee, look at me. Please, baby. Look right here.”
He did and couldn’t even take a breath to scream in the instant he shattered, crying out as his orgasm tore through him, destroying him, consuming him. “Jacob! Oh, Jacob! Yes!”
“Lee!” He stiffened as he filled the condom with his release, those beautiful, haunted eyes never leaving his. Only when they both came down from their joint climax did he close his eyes and break the connection. Jacob had tissues at the ready and caught most of Lee’s release.
Lee fell to him and pressed to his body, feeling the warmth of their skin together.
Jacob wrapped his arms around him and held them together. “That was over too fast.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” And it was. He didn’t want this moment to end. Once they went back to reality, the sweet, sweet peace would be gone.
“I think my ass is asleep.”
Lee laughed and wiggled his, Jacob still buried deep inside him. “Mine isn’t.”
They both chuckled, and Jacob looked deep into Lee’s eyes, brushing the sweat off his forehead. “You’re an amazing man. Beautiful both inside and out.”
Lee tried to stop his lower lip from quivering and had to look away before he regained any sense of control over his emotions. He slowly pulled himself from Jacob and reached for his pants. They were soaked, so he opted for underwear only and slipped into the wet material.
“Are you okay?” He stood and righted his jeans before touching Lee’s shoulder.
“You called me beautiful.”
“I know. You are.”
He spun to face him. “No one’s ever said that to me before.”
“Seriously?”
“Look at me. I’m bald and forget to shave half the time. My glasses aren’t doing me any favors.” He motioned at them on the couch.
Jacob snagged them, placing them on his face. “I happen to love your glasses. I love your bald head. I love that two-day growth of whiskers.”
“Three,” he corrected with a grin.
“I wish you could see you the way I see you.” Jacob held Lee’s gaze. It glimmered peacefully. Talk about beautiful. “Then maybe you’d believe me when I tell you how beautiful you are.”
“Maybe.” At that moment, he truly believed him.
15
“I confirmed it was Chris McKoy who put him onto TREX… Yeah, I wasn’t exactly happy about it, either.”
Lee woke to the sound of Jacob growling into his phone while he paced the length of the living room. After spending the rest of Saturday exploring each other, ordering room service to keep up their strength, then exploring each other more, they’d both collapsed and fell asleep in each other’s arms. It was one of the best sleeps of his life.
Jacob kept thrusting his fingers through that thick dark copper mane. Lee couldn’t pull his attention away from the gesture. God, how he loved that man’s hair. He grabbed his glasses off the nightstand to get a better view.
“We can’t stay here forever, Walsh. We’re safer at the Farm. There are too many vantage points in the city. Send a car for us. No, not those two. Because I’ll end up throwing that bitch out the window five minutes in. Send Malone. I’ll text the address.”
He ended the call just as Lee grabbed a robe and tied it closed as he walked down the stairs into the living room. “Good morning.”
Grinning, he pulled Lee into his arms and gave him the good morning kiss of his life. Soft. Warm. Amazing. It lingered on his lips long after Jacob pulled away. “Hungry?”
Lee laughed. “I am now. Is there coffee?”
“On the table.” His phone buzzed, drawing a scowl. He made that face a lot. “I have to take this.” He stepped out onto the private patio. “Burns.”
“Okay,” Lee sang under his breath. It was far too much activity before caffeine. He shuffled over to the table, yawning as he took a seat and reached for the carafe. He couldn’t even function until he had at least two cups in him.
Eyeing the silver covers, he lifted one and inhaled deeply when the scent of bacon, eggs, and potatoes wafted up. He peeked under another cover and spotted pastries. Nope. After all the energy he expended yesterday, he deserved the calories and dragged the first plate in front of him.
He consumed the entire plate, but left a single piece of meat for Jacob. The man loved his bacon. Lee grabbed the paper and poured
himself another cup of coffee before turning to the business section.
He was still on his second cup when Jacob came back inside. “Everything okay?”
“No.”
Lee shook his head and folded the paper before dropping it on the table. “You know, most would lie and say yes to that question.”
“Why would I want to do that?”
“No reason.” He finish the coffee and set the empty mug next to the paper. “What’s going on?”
“Let me worry about that.”
“No.”
Jacob frowned. “No?”
“You don’t get to say things aren’t okay and then not tell me why.” He poured himself more coffee. Today required a third cup. Maybe even a shot of whiskey to soothe his now rattled nerves. He recalled a question Jacob had asked yesterday. “Is this about Sergio?”
He stiffened and curled his hands into tight fists as his scowl deepened. “How do you know that name?”
“You asked me about it yesterday.”
“I did?” He muttered a curse and nodded gruffly. “I did.”
“Who is he? Is he after me?” Now there was a sentence he never imagined he’d ever hear himself say. When Jacob didn’t answer, Lee pushed away from the table and stood. “Look, if you won’t talk to me, tell me what’s really going on, you’re only making matters worse.”
“I’m protecting you. How is that making matters worse?”
“Because the truth can’t be nearly as horrific as the theories I’ve conjured up in my head.”
Jacob snarled. “Don’t be so sure about that.”
That definitely didn’t make him feel any better. “Is this about my prototype? Did this Sergio guy steal it?”
“No.”
Lee studied him. There was more to the story. He’d bet his latest patent on it. “You know where it is, don’t you?”
He nodded as his answer.
“Who has it?”
“McKoy.”
“The PI?”
“The TREX agent,” he corrected.
“How would he…” It clicked. Lee blinked as his jaw fell. “TREX already found my prototype?”
“They always had it,” he corrected again.
This time his jaw fell so far it practically unhinged. “I hired an agency to find a prototype they already had? I’m so stopping payment on that check.” Lee was close to throwing the coffee mug across the room. He set it on the table before he did exactly that. “Why is this all happening now? I’ve been searching for that prototype for a year. Why is there a sudden spike in chatter? Or whatever. Why was there a break-in at my office?”
He eyed him, waiting for Lee to make the connection. When he did, he slapped his hand over his mouth. “Inferno?”
Jacob nodded again. “Chatter picked up right before the break-in.” He groaned and thrust his fingers through his hair, holding it off his face. “We’re right back to where we were a year ago.”
“This time you’re by my side.” It made him feel better knowing he had someone like Jacob, skilled in all the things Lee wasn’t, protecting him. It helped ease the blow of knowing there were more like him out there.
“You know what I don’t get? Why the break-in? You already released Inferno. It’s out there, free for anyone to download.”
“Not the source code.”
“I don’t understand.”
“When a product releases to market, it’s just the GUI—graphical user interface—that’s released. The code behind it is where the magic really happens. That’s why it’s under lock and key. If a competitor got its hands on that code, it could be disastrous. I guess that explains the break-in.”
“Guess so.” Jacob looked at him, that stern glower seeping into Lee’s brain.
The reality of the situation hit hard, sending the breath in his lungs whistling out. “You don’t believe that’s all they’re after.”
“It doesn’t matter what I believe. I meant what I said. You’re safe with me, Lee. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”
He knew better than to press for more detail. It would just push Jacob away and, right now, Lee needed him by his side. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared.”
They embraced. “Me too.”
Lee pulled back, searching his eyes. “You’re scared?”
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t think you were scared of anything.”
“I’m scared of letting you down. Of failing you. I’ve already failed so many people.”
Lee took his hand and led him to the couch. Since they were in a sharing mood, the time had come for Jacob to open up, tell him everything. He needed to unleash the demons that had him tossing and turning, whimpering in his sleep. “Talk.”
“Lee, I’m not in the mood.”
“Tough shit.” He grabbed Jacob’s shoulder and forced him back down when he tried to stand. “Tell me what happened to make you think you’ve failed so many people.”
“I’m not going to talk.”
“To me?”
“To anyone!” When he tried to get up again, Lee climbed on top of him to hold him down. In an instant, Jacob had him on the floor, his arm around his neck, his other hand on the back of his head. “I don’t talk about my past.”
Lee brought up his hands, conceding. Jacob released him and climbed off, storming up the stairs and into the bedroom. Panting, both from shock and fear, he pulled himself to the couch. The shower came on, drawing his attention.
He had an idea. A stupid idea that would more than likely get his ass kicked. He stood, set his glasses on the table, and dropped the robe. Ascending the stairs before reason overtook this sudden bout of insanity, he didn’t slow until he stepped into the shower with him.
“What are you doing?” Jacob asked, scowling.
“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m taking a shower.”
“I was here first.”
“So kick me out.” He moved in, trapping Jacob in the stream. Jesus, he must have a death wish. Inching closer, he placed his hands out, blocking him from leaving. “Come on, Jacob. Since you don’t want to talk, how about we fuck instead?”
“Goddamn it, Lee. What are you trying to prove by doing this?”
“That you’re not the only one here. You’re not the only one affected by this shit show, so stop being a selfish asshole.”
He tightened his fists as his nostrils flared. His shoulders rose and lowered with his labored breathing. They stood there, panting in anger, heated glares burning into each other.
Cautiously, Lee reached for the soap. Jacob honed in on the movement, stilling as if face-to-face with a snake about to strike. Lee knew the feeling. He lathered the soap, covering his hands, arms, and chest in thick suds. He created more lather and drew in a breath, dropping his gaze to Jacob’s chest.
The slight shake of his head drew Lee’s attention. He wouldn’t touch his front, not until he stopped looking at him like he deliberated which bone to break first. He carefully placed the soap in Jacob’s hand and placed his back to him, submitting. The man was on the cusp of losing control. Lee sensed it more than saw it. He had to regain that control, if not over himself, then over someone else.
Lee was more than happy to serve his Master.
When Jacob touched his back, sliding the soap along his shoulders, he closed his eyes, thankful. With a deep breath, he settled into his role. “The sub wishes to play.”
“Lee.”
He glared over his shoulder, silencing Jacob’s protest. “Does the Master wish to disappoint his sub?”
Reluctantly, he shook his head.
“The sub will keep his eyes straight ahead. He will not turn around, nor will he speak without permission, or he will receive one slap across the ass. Does the sub understand?”
Oh, shit. He was in serious trouble. He loved being spanked. “Yes, Master.”
Jacob moved in closer, pressing their bodies together. Flesh touching sweet flesh slid against each other, due to
the slippery water. He covered them in soap, spending extra time teasing Lee’s hole. He stretched him, using the soap as perfect lubrication, sinking his fingers deep inside.
Lost in the pleasure, Lee glanced over his shoulder, snagging Jacob’s determined gaze. A swift smack had him inhaling sharply. Jacob then rubbed the soap across the stinging ass cheek. “I told you not to turn around.”
Lee bit his lip to stop from saying something, even though he wouldn’t mind another.
“You shouldn’t push me.”
“I like to push you.”
Whack!
Lee jumped. Ouch. That one hurt. The water only added to the bite. Without warning, a giggle bubbled out.
Whack!
Goddamn it. He grit his teeth. Staying quiet was never his strong suit. Maybe they both needed this. He squeezed his semi-hard cock, stroking it erect. A groan fell past his lips.
Whack!
Shit. He hadn’t expected that one. Gripping his cock, he squeezed harder, stroked faster.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Lee hissed and arched his back when the head of Jacob’s cock nudged up against his hole. “Oh, Jacob. Yes.”
“Yes,” he repeated as he popped beyond the tight barrier and slowly sank his flesh to the hilt. Lee shuddered from the intensity, the feeling of being so full. Jacob grabbed his hips and drove into him faster, harder, stroking across nerve endings that had him breathing out moan after moan. He rocked his hips faster.
“Jacob,” he whimpered. “Call my name when you come.”
He grunted and jerked Lee’s ass up against his hips, burying his dick deep. “You’re giving me an order?”
“Call my name,” he repeated. “Shout my name.”
“Say it again.”
He ignored the command and gave one of his own. “You may come.”
The permission sent Jacob into a frenzy. He grabbed Lee’s hips and drove hard, thrusting over and over. “Lee!” Jacob stiffened and dug his fingers into Lee’s flesh. He hissed from the pain. Jacob pumped his hips until he had nothing left. Only then did he pull out and rest up against the wall next to Lee.
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