“I wanna taste you… it’s been too long.” Colt dropped to his knees and sampled that small potent drop of need. His own cock twitched at the salty tang that was uniquely Jace, and he shoved his hand in his shorts to ease his ache. A small gasp from Jace caught his attention. A sweet sound that Colt wanted to hear more. He needed more.
Colt opened his mouth, sliding Jace’s rigid prick against his tongue. He licked the bulbous head and traced the large veins running along its length. Jace’s fingers tangled in his hair and his nails dug into his scalp, but he didn’t care, he savored the sting. He loved Jace and everything about him. Jace let out another approving groan as he sealed his lips tightly around him, sucking him down the back of his throat.
“God, yes, Colt,” Jace panted and used short measured thrusts to fuck his mouth. He teased Jace’s balls and felt them draw up in his palm as a burst of pre-come hit his tongue. There was no doubt Jace was close. With one last swipe of his tongue, he pulled Jace from his mouth. The need to have Jace come unglued while buried deep inside his body overwhelmed him. Colt kissed his way up Jace’s chest. He licked across his collarbone and ground his body against Jace’s while going in for another kiss. Jace rewarded him with a moan.
Instinctively, they lowered together onto the bed and feasted on each other’s mouths. Colt tugged his T-shirt up, only breaking from the kiss to get the shirt completely over his head. He toed off his shoes while urging Jace up farther onto the bed. Jace worked Colt’s shorts down. He kicked them off and relaxed between Jace’s parted thighs. He rested his chest against his lover’s, causing their heavy cocks to rub together as he settled into position.
Most of his weight was held by his forearms as he kissed up Jace’s chest and neck, making him squirm. Colt anchored his body as Jace wrapped around him. Their legs tangled together. Jace slid his arms tightly around Colt’s back, opening for another kiss. Colt ran his fingers through Jace’s long strands, before roughly palming the back of his head, his fingers tangling in the silkiness as he deepened the kiss. Thrusting his tongue deep, Colt made love to Jace’s mouth, rolling his hips forward, pushing his cock between their bodies.
“I want you in me,” Jace gasped, and rolled his dick hard against Colt’s. He pulled back from the kiss, fighting Colt’s hold on his head, and sucked in a deep breath. “Please. The condoms are in the nightstand.”
Jace arched forward and met Colt, thrust for rolling thrust, clear in both word and action that he wanted to move this along. Colt leaned over, reaching for the drawer. When his arms weren’t quite long enough, he tried to push up to his knees, but Jace went with him, keeping a tight hold of Colt’s chest. The awkward move surprised Colt, and he looked down at Jace’s face, confused.
Jace smiled up at him.
“I’m not letting you go. I don’t want you to vanish,” he whispered and began sucking on Colt’s neck. The sweet words and Jace’s mouth on him had Colt on his knees and scooting faster toward the drawer. He hurriedly pulled the condoms and lube out. Colt didn’t bother to move them back to the middle of the bed. He stayed right there and took Jace’s mouth hard and fast, driving his tongue forward. Jace took over, devouring his mouth, turning the kiss into a mind-blowing mouth-fuck as Colt tried to work his hands between their bodies.
He couldn’t make it work. Jace held him too tight.
“Babe, let up some. I can’t reach.” Jace responded by driving his tongue into Colt’s ear. His hand slid down to Colt’s ass, teasing along his crack. He felt Jace’s fingers knead his ass, spread his cheeks, and a warm fingertip ran over his rim. Colt shivered. It felt so good, too damn good. He wanted to push back against Jace’s fingers and feel them open his ass. He fought his need to have Jace fill him… that would be happening soon, but not right now. Colt bucked his hips until he wrenched himself from Jace’s hold and sat up. Jace followed right behind; his hands running along every inch of Colt’s skin. The touch turned possessive, Jace’s hands proclaimed their ownership. He craved Jace’s insistent touch, even though it took longer to condom up.
“I need to get you ready,” Colt said softly. He sat back with his legs folded under him, Jace’s thighs laying over his. Jace had somehow managed to straddle him. Jace’s arms were still wrapped tightly around him and he was busy placing kisses eagerly along Colt’s shoulder and chest.
“I’m very ready,” Jace whispered, his tongue leaving a wet path up Colt’s neck to his jaw.
“We have time. I’m not going anywhere,” Colt said, lifting Jace’s face to look at him.
“You’ve said that before.” The honest, uncensored response got both their attention. Jace stopped the rub his hands were giving along Colt’s ass and released his grip as he lay back against the bed, never breaking eye contact. His thighs remained spread over Colt’s.
The position was right, but not the reason.
“I deserve that. I was such a coward. I hurt us both, and I’m very sorry.” Jace lay there for a moment, unblinking. A wanton smile grew on his lips as he walked his fingertips up Colt’s inner thigh.
“I don’t wanna talk about it right now. Just want to feel you.”
The words touched Colt’s heart like a tender caress. Jace’s heavy gaze filled with lust. Colt loved this man. He ran a finger over Jace’s rim, circling his tight pucker before he lightly dipped into Jace’s warmth. He found he wanted Jace back up there with him, all in his way. “Lift back up, babe. Help me with the lube.”
Jace pushed up on his elbows. Colt added the condom, and Jace poured the slick liquid onto his fingers. Jace’s body tensed and he let out a long groan as Colt added a second finger. Only a moment passed before he was writhing on Colt’s fingers. Colt watched, mesmerized at the sight of his fingers working Jace open, pressing and scissoring inside his ass. Jace’s eyes widened, his breath hitched and his hips arched off the bed when Colt’s fingers brushed over his gland, letting Colt know he was hitting the spot just right.
“Yeah, that’s right, fuck my fingers, Jace.” Jace angled his hips, ground his feet into the mattress, and let out a loud moan as he rode Colt’s fingers. Fuck! He was so turned on, and his dick jerked at the sight. Jace was so hot working against his fingers that he could come from that sight alone. Colt didn’t add the third finger, but reached for the bottle and poured the contents directly on his dick, stroking his length a few times to spread the lubricant.
“I’m gonna fuck you so good.” Colt peered down at Jace, withdrawing his fingers slowly.
“Please…” Jace whimpered. Colt gripped his cock and teased Jace’s hole, circling the rim, before slightly pressing in till the resistance gave way. When he pushed deep into Jace’s ass, they both gasped.
“Oh fuck!” Jace’s ass tightened around him, threatening to send him over the edge before they even started. Colt closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and dropped forward into Jace’s waiting arms.
“It’s so perfect,” Jace whispered into his ear. His hot breath sent chills down Colt’s already overly sensitized body. Colt couldn’t speak. He barely managed a nod. He wasn’t sure how long they stayed like that, but they both let out a breath at the same time. Colt melted as Jace’s breath slid across his skin. Jace recovered first and tilted his ass up, forcing Colt to bottom out.
“Yesss!” Colt ground out as Jace began moving and working himself on Colt’s cock. Colt rolled his hips to the rhythm Jace set. Their eyes locked as he slid in and out of Jace’s body. The moment was too much; emotion flooded Colt. He’d dreamed of this for so long, yet the experience was somehow so much sweeter than he’d ever hoped. Colt wrapped his arms around Jace and took over the thrusts. Colt slowly began to push deeper and faster, building a delicious momentum until his hips were pistoning, slamming into Jace.
“Ah, harder… need to feel you,” Jace panted. Colt drove himself in and out of Jace’s ass. He barely got his hand between their bodies, sliding his palm up and down Jace’s hard length.
“Yes, Colt… yes!” Jace yelled out his name, and he f
elt the hot, warm burst of Jace’s seed shooting between their bodies. Colt moaned and sunk his fingers into Jace’s shoulder, holding him in place while he bucked his hips with purpose, driving himself deep into Jace’s clenching ass. His balls churned with the need to come, the feeling grew in his spine.
“Gonna come, baby… you’re so good.” It didn’t take long until his world exploded and he came on a shudder of ecstasy, filling the condom in Jace’s ass.
Jace lay underneath him, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. Colt’s arms gave out and he collapsed on top of him. It took several minutes for the world to settle back, and Colt smiled into Jace’s sweat-covered skin, breathing in his scent. Colt pushed up on his forearms and placed a soft kiss in Jace’s hair. Jace lifted his face, turning to capture Colt’s mouth to deepen the kiss, enfolding Colt tighter in his arms.
“I love you,” Colt declared against Jace’s lips. He truly meant those three little words. There had never been any doubt in his mind Jace was the only man for him.
“I love you, too.” Jace made Colt smile. He’d waited so long to hear those words from this man. Too long.
“Thank you for taking me back.” Colt kissed the tip of Jace’s nose. He held the end of the rubber as he slid from Jace’s body before rising. Jace made a little sound of protest, but rolled to his side.
“Thank you for finding me,” Jace mumbled into the pillow on a deep yawn. “I need to sleep. Be here when I wake up.”
“I’m here for as long as you want me.” Colt swore he heard Jace snoring before he finished the sentence. A smile touched his lips as he glanced down and found a soundly sleeping Jace.
“I promise I’ll be here when you wake, Jace,” he whispered and pressed a kiss to Jace’s furrowed brow. “Every day… for the rest of our lives.”
Chapter 21
Colt rose from the bed and padded to the bathroom, disposing of the used condom. As he turned toward the sink, he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror. His dark hair stood out in every direction, and the sight made him laugh. To say he was happy would be an understatement. He was giddy. Giddy? Did guys even get giddy?
The faucet squeaked when turned on. That was something else they would have to see to, something else to fix together. Colt always dreamed they could be together again, and now here they were in the same tropical island paradise with Jace’s scent all over his skin. This run down bungalow was quite possibly the best house in the entire world.
Opening the cabinet door, first his eyes, and then his heart connected with the red and white stripped washcloths along with a soft terry towel. Funny the things he remembered. Jace used these towels to clean him the first time he’d ever bottomed. The tender love and care Jace used when wiping him off had stayed with Colt all these years. No one ever came close to caring for him like Jace had. How had he ever let him go?
Colt grabbed two washcloths and sat the towel on the cabinet. He ran the washcloth under the now warm water. Colt used one of the cloths to clean the drying come off his chest. He ran the other under the hot spray, before picking up the towel. Colt made his way back to Jace, gently climbing on the bed and tenderly washing his lover. He took care not to wake him, but to be as gentle as Jace had once been with him.
Finishing, he dropped everything to the side of the bed and moved in behind Jace, pulling the covers across them. After a while, the sound of his phone vibrating in his shorts pocket pulled him from his blissful state. He ignored the call, refusing to allow the anxiety of whoever was on the other end to get to him anymore. Whoever called could wait. The only person he wanted to talk to lay right here in his arms.
Colt tugged Jace across him, wanting Jace as close to him as possible. He’d lost too many moments like this. Jace woke briefly as Colt hauled him up, and he gave the sweetest crooked smile.
“You’re still here,” Jace whispered in a sleepy voice.
“I’m here until you don’t want me anymore.” Colt pressed a kiss to Jace’s forehead. Jace made a sound of approval and wrapped himself around Colt, finally settling on his chest. Nothing else was said as Jace fell back asleep. These few hours with Jace were the most perfect moments of his life. Way better than spending his honeymoon with a drugged up, drunken wife. His phone began the insistent vibration again, and he rolled his eyes.
Colt laid there for what seemed like hours, lightly stroking his fingers up and down Jace’s back, taking in the scent and warmth of his lover. Jace slept soundly. Colt never knew he snored or drooled until now. Colt kept Jace lulled into deep sleep with the light massage on his back. Slumber never came for Colt.
As daylight began to peek through the curtains, Colt’s stomach let out a loud rumble. The noise caused Jace to stir and drew Colt from his thoughts. He hadn’t slept now for twenty-four hours, but somehow he wasn’t tired. He also hadn’t eaten since breakfast yesterday morning. That looked like it might become a problem as a full blown growl erupted from his stomach.
After a short time, Colt very carefully slid from Jace’s hold. The process took several minutes to untangle himself, before tucking pillows in against Jace so he could manage leaving the bed without waking his sleeping beauty. The thought brought a smile to his lips. He stared down at Jace’s closed eyes and slightly parted full lips. He was so perfect. Jace was his and apparently always had been. Colt’s smile widened, turning into a grin as his heart filled with unbelievable pride.
He’d cook Jace breakfast in bed. His prince would be served breakfast by his hand. A perfect plan!
Colt grabbed his shorts and the T-shirt he’d worn yesterday and quietly made his way from the bedroom. On a thought, he turned back and looked over the door’s hinges, trying to decide if they would squeak if he closed the door. Taking a chance, Colt slowly shut the bedroom door, which moved without a sound. The goofy smile never left his face. His life was looking up. What a difference twenty-four hours made.
Colt pulled on his shorts and buttoned them as his phone went off again. He tugged on his T-shirt and pulled his phone out of his pocket, manning up enough to look down at the screen. Seventy-two missed calls. Damn! The secrecy of the trip had apparently ended; from the looks of things, his life actively searched for him.
With seventy-two missed calls, his phone must have rung all through the night. Yeah, he was certain everyone wondered where he’d disappeared to. Colt silenced his phone, turning off the vibration, and dropped the phone onto the turquoise painted cabinet—he remembered that from before, too. The calls could wait. He had other priorities now. First on his list, coffee. Colt looked around the way outdated kitchen. There wasn’t a coffee maker sitting out on the counter. Did that mean Jace didn’t drink coffee? Everyone drank coffee. Right?
Colt began quietly opening cabinets, going through drawers, and finally searched the refrigerator. He knew Jace was a health nut, but seriously? Carrot juice, guava juice, tofu, a huge bag of mixed nuts, whole wheat pasta, and celery… What the hell? Who ate that?
And what kind of man didn’t drink coffee? Running his fingers through his hair, Colt decided a trip to the grocery store wouldn’t qualify as not being here when Jace woke up, especially if he hurried. Colt felt around in his pockets. He had his rental key and his wallet. Swiping his phone from the cabinet, he dropped it back inside his pocket before going to the drawer where he remembered seeing a pen. Colt searched for paper and finally opted to write on a paper towel, just in case Jace woke while he was gone.
He also needed to grow some balls and call his coach and doctor to let him know he was okay. If his spine held, he might even call his dad on his way to the grocery store. Anxiety immediately hit. He might wait making that call to his old man.
Colt turned on his GPS and picked the closest grocery store he could find. He carefully drove the back roads, following the directions into town. Before yesterday, Colt hadn’t driven a lot in the past few years, especially not after his last DUI charge. He hired a driver to take care of those things. As Colt got his bearings and the road
s slowly came back to him, he palmed his phone and dialed Dr. Knox.
“Son, you sure know how to stir a pot, don’t you? You all right?” Dr. Knox bypassed the standard greeting and cut straight to the point.
“I’m great. Better than great actually. I haven’t heard anything, but my phone’s lighting up. What’re you hearing?” Colt asked.
“First, how are you holding up?” Colt knew exactly what the doctor asked and didn’t try to hide from it. It was the reason he’d chosen Dr. Knox to talk to first.
“I haven’t had a drink.” The truth was he hadn’t even thought about having a drink since he boarded the plane.
“Good! That’s real good. Do you need a meeting wherever you are?” The concern in the doctor’s voice came across loud and clear.
“I might, but right now I’m fine. I haven’t even wanted a drink since I left New York.” Jace made him stronger, made him want to be a better man.
“That says a lot, Colt.” The words were said quietly.
“It’s due to the person I’m with,” Colt confessed just as quietly.
“Son, I’m here for you, no matter what. Off the record, I’m glad you’ve made the decision to stay sober, for whatever the reason.”
“At the time I made that decision, I was protecting someone. I’d give my life to protect him. I’m glad it didn’t come to that…” Colt stopped in midsentence, realizing what he’d just said. Even through all their days of rehab, of the support groups, of Dr. Knox being Colt’s sponsor, he’d never brought up Jace’s identity.
“I’ve been worried about you keeping your secret. I hoped you’d make the right decision, but you were still hiding. To recover fully, you can’t hide. But just so you know, until you’re ready to go public, your secret’s safe with me.”
Colt actually got emotional. He let out the pent up breath he held and stayed quiet for several long moments. Dr. Knox accepted him. Damn, it felt good.
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