“You’re gonna make me shoot right down your throat, Jarrett,” Thayne groaned.
Thayne’s breath huffed out of his lungs in a gasp and Jarrett fucking loved that he was able to have that effect on him. He loved that he could do as he liked with the hottest man on two legs and that Thayne was all his for the taking. Beauty, brains, and brawn all together in one blue-eyed package, his personal walking wet dream. Jarrett was crazed for him with an animal lust he’d never experienced with anyone else.
Jarrett nodded at Thayne’s words, pulling him even closer against him as he worked his throat muscles and swallowed around Thayne’s shaft, sucking hard and tasting the precome as it leaked onto his tongue. He groaned as Thayne began a slow rhythm, fucking into his mouth, tugging his hair, and letting out panting gasps as he face-fucked him with his thick cock. Thayne began to move faster as Jarrett sucked harder. Jarrett glanced up, meeting eyes that were glazed with lust as he swallowed around Thayne. Each time he did it, Thayne shuddered under his hands which still gripped his hips, holding his body close to give him what he needed. The corded muscles on Thayne’s neck stood out as he threw his head back and cried out.
“Ah, God… can’t… hold back, Jarrett!”
Jarrett felt Thayne begin to shudder, changing his rhythm, curling his fingers against Jarrett’s scalp. He began taking quick short strokes into his mouth, grunting each time he sank inside. Jarrett let go of one ass cheek using that hand to reach around under Thayne’s cock and grab his sac. His balls were already up tight against his body as he prepared for orgasm but Jarrett squeezed them roughly. Thayne instantly let out a howl and folded in on himself as he began to come. Jarrett had to chase his cock as it threatened to drop from his mouth just as he was going to receive his prize. He yanked Thayne’s hips forward, gagging himself in the process and then his mouth was filled with thick spurts of come. He swallowed hard to make ready for the second wave and then pulled off, holding his tongue at the tip of Thayne’s cock. Come spurted over his tongue and ran over his lips and down the sides of his chin as he stared up into Thayne’s eyes.
“Jesus Christ, Jarrett! You’re so fucking hot!” Thayne groaned. His whole body convulsed as come poured down Jarrett’s stubbled chin, running onto his neck and into the neckline of his T-shirt in front.
A knock suddenly sounded at the door and Jarrett leaned back, smiling at his lover. Thayne was flushed with the aftermath of his orgasm and Jarrett stood, pulled him forward, and smashed his mouth against Thayne’s, not caring that his was covered with spunk. Thayne started laughing against his mouth and Jarrett pulled back.
“What the fuck, Jarrett,” he chuckled, swiping his lips with the back of his hand.
Jarrett watched him with utter amusement as he reached for the hem of his T-shirt. He pulled it up and wiped the come away from his lips and throat. “Pull up your jeans or get in the bathroom while I get the door,” Jarrett growled.
He watched Thayne head for the bathroom and he walked out of the bedroom toward the door, absently wiping across his lips and throat to make sure there was no come on them before yanking open the door. The kid from the front desk stood in the hallway, holding a tray with a bottle of Jack Daniels and an ice bucket on it.
“Here’s your room service, sir,” the young man said, stepping into the room. Jarrett glanced at the bedroom, to find the door closed. Thayne was out of sight.
“Just put it on the table, please,” Jarrett said.
The desk clerk walked over to the large table in the suite’s dining room, setting it down while Jarrett fished in his pocket for a tip. He managed to pull out a five, holding it out for the kid as he walked over. The young man didn’t take it immediately and Jarrett noticed the kid’s gaze was fixed on his T-shirt, not meeting his face. Dreading what he would find, Jarrett glanced down and sure enough, a massive drop of Thayne’s milky-white come was sliding down his T-shirt right between his pecs. There was no mistaking what it was.
Jarrett growled and then swiped at it with his right hand; he didn’t realize until too late, he still held the folded five-dollar bill in that hand. The kid took three steps back and gasped as Jarrett glanced up to meet his eyes. To say that the clerk’s eyes were round would have been an understatement. He looked like one of those rubber toys whose eyeballs pop out when you squeeze their belly. His mottled face was flushed bright red all the way from his blond hairline down to his pimply chin and his mouth had fallen completely open.
Jarrett held out his hand with the money in it, shrugging as he bit back a laugh, and met the kid’s comically-wide gaze.
“That’s not necessary, sir,” he squeaked with a voice that had risen nearly a full octave.
Jarrett was afraid to look down and find out the kid had wet himself. The clerk backed up and made no move to reach for the five in Jarrett’s hand, instead pivoting on his heels and making a beeline for the hotel room door.
“Have a great night!” He yanked open the door and bolted outside the room, letting the door slam shut behind him.
Thayne walked out of the bedroom just then. He was wearing only a towel and his hair was damp where he’d run wet hands through it. He stared at the door and then at Jarrett, dropping his gaze to the wet spot on his T-shirt. Thayne’s eyes narrowed, zeroing in on the spot as he came forward. He bent and examined it as Jarrett held back a laugh.
“No… noooooo, Jarrett…” He glanced up meeting Jarrett’s gaze.
Jarrett took one look at him and howled with laughter.
Thayne lowered his head and sniffed at the wet spot on Jarrett’s shirt before looking up again. “Please tell me you wiped it before answering the damned door.”
Jarrett shook his head as Thayne’s faced morphed into an expression of horror. “I didn’t see it until it was too late.”
He took a step closer and kissed Jarrett. His eyes were dancing when he stepped back. “We are so fucked now. This is gonna get all around town,” Thayne said, smirking at him.
Jarrett reached out and pulled him close, staring into his eyes as he sobered. “I don’t want to hide it anymore. I don’t want to deny you or what you mean to me, darlin’. I’m tired of it.”
Thayne’s expression softened and relaxed as he stared at him, letting his gaze slide over his features, glancing back and forth between his eyes. His gorgeous blue eyes were suddenly bright with unshed tears and Jarrett watched him swallow hard as he shook his head.
“I don’t want to deny how I feel about you either, Jarrett.” He lifted both arms and wrapped them around his neck as he moved even closer.
Jarrett bent his head and kissed Thayne softly, letting his lips convey the feelings he didn’t share out loud, afraid if he spoke them the moment would be lost forever. Instead, he deepened his kiss, filling it with hunger, desire, and unspoken love. This he could do. This he was good at.
Hiding his true feelings was becoming harder and harder the closer he got to Thayne but not admitting them out loud… that he could do like no one else. Somehow, Jarrett had mastered that, just like anything he’d ever set his mind to… and he would keep on doing it because deep in his heart, Jarrett knew loving him would poison Thayne. It was already bad enough that he’d allowed Thayne to have deeper feelings for him. He should have distanced himself but he was only a man. He couldn’t wipe his emotions off his face and he refused to hold Thayne at arm’s length anymore. He needed his love to survive, but how selfish was that? What have I done?
****
Thayne recognized the love and devotion in Jarrett’s eyes. He was feeling much the same way but his lover wouldn’t speak them out loud. Thayne understood why. He’d been doing much the same for quite a while now. Instead of opening his lips to speak, he kissed Jarrett back, returning his passion and responding to his lover in the only way Jarrett would allow. Thayne wanted so much more but he was willing to wait and follow his lover�
�s lead in all of this. He stripped off Jarrett’s clothes, not letting go of his mouth until it was absolutely necessary to take off his shirt and when he was naked the way Thayne was, he took his hand and drew Jarrett into their bedroom, down onto the bed to lie over him. He groaned into Jarrett’s mouth as his lover settled his weight on him, pressing Thayne into the clean bed covers. Jarrett’s cock was hot and hard against his groin, grinding slowly against his own recently spent dick with an unrelenting pressure that had him growing hard again, faster than he would have imagined he could recover.
Jarrett ripped his mouth from his and gazed down at him, framing his face with both hands. “I want you, darlin’.”
“I need you inside me, Jarrett,” Thayne whispered. He dropped his gaze to Jarrett’s full lips. “Make love to me, baby.”
Jarrett kissed him again and then sat up, straddling Thayne as he reached for the lube they’d left in the bedside table after the last time they’d used it. He came back over him, straddling Thayne’s thighs, not looking away from his face, giving him that sexy look of desperation he got whenever he needed him badly. He reached down and began to stroke his dick, just to give Jarrett a little show as he squeezed lube into his hand and tossed the bottle away. It landed with a clunk on the floor and Thayne smiled. He could sense the urgency in his partner as Jarrett scooted off him, moving backward.
“Pull your legs up and open wide for me, darlin’. I can’t wait no more.” Jarrett practically growled at him and it resonated somewhere deep inside Thayne, lodging there like a slow-burning fire in his belly. He let go of his cock and did as his lover ordered, wrapping both knees with the palms of his hands and pulling them back as he watched Jarrett lube himself, stroking over his long cock and squeezing until he groaned out loud.
Thayne stared at his hand as he worked his cock, watching him slide it up over the head all the way to the weeping slit, and then down his long thick shaft. He remembered how it felt to have Jarrett plunge inside him, thrusting hard and then pulling out, dragging his cock against the smooth insides of his body, lighting up every single nerve ending along the way. There was nothing else like it and as he stared at him, slowly stroking his cock, Thayne whimpered.
Jarrett met his gaze and then leaned over him, touching his tight entrance with the head of his wide cock and kissing him until Thayne relaxed beneath him. He’d fucked Jarrett twice without condoms but Jarrett hadn’t returned the favor yet; just the thought of having his lover spill deep inside his body the way no one ever had before was turning him on more than he would have admitted.
“Jesus, Jarrett, just fuck me already,” he whispered when Jarrett finally pulled his mouth away.
Jarrett chuckled. “Want me that bad, huh?”
Thayne let go of his knees and reached out to grab Jarrett’s hips and bring him forward until Jarrett’s cock was pressing into him. He gasped and let go of Jarrett, returning his hands to his own knees as he spread them wider, forcing himself to relax. Jarrett locked his gaze with him as he rocked slowly into him, breaching his body and giving Thayne exactly what he’d asked for.
“Yesss…,” he hissed as Jarrett sank into him, stretching him with only the lube easing the way for him. He slid slowly, deeply, filling Thayne until he groaned.
“That’s it, darlin’. Take it all for me. I’ll make it so good for you.”
Thayne let go of his knees and reached for Jarrett’s neck, wrapping it with both hands and drawing him down so their lips could touch, as Jarrett thrust into him slowly, driving ever deeper before dragging slowly out again. Their mouths met in a frantic kiss and Thayne plundered his mouth, mimicking Jarrett’s cock with his tongue as he remembered the way he’d face-fucked him and come into his mouth and all over his own chin. Jarrett was so hot, all hard Marine and skilled lover. Jarrett took what he wanted and gave back, meeting Thayne’s movements as he fucked him harder, their bodies meeting in a slow harmonious dance of love. Jarrett’s cock was hard and thick, unrelenting as he sped up, stroking into him harder, shaking the bed, and driving the headboard against the wall with a loud bang. Thayne wrapped his legs around Jarrett, digging his heels into his lower back to change the angle and give him more room.
“That’s right. Hold on to me. Love ya like that,” Jarrett gasped.
He began to increase his speed little by little, each time forcing the headboard to bang against the wall as he began to pound him. Bang! Bang! Bang! Thayne bit off a laugh because he knew they were making noise with each of Jarrett’s relentless thrusts… but the fuck if Thayne truly cared. They weren’t about to stop banging until someone broke the door down.
“Fuck!” Jarrett moaned, hanging his head as he continued his slow and relentless pounding, speeding up even more as he found his rhythm.
“Yeah, baby…” Thayne encouraged, breathless as he held on to Jarrett’s biceps for dear life. He arched his back, lifting his hips as Jarrett pulled out and then dropping them as Jarrett impaled him with each slow and relentless stroke. Fuck if this doesn’t feel amazing.
“Jesus, Thayne,” Jarrett gasped. His breath came out in a rush as he fucked into Thayne’s ass, then pulled out as Thayne moved again, planting his feet on the bed and lifting almost off Jarrett’s dick. “Can’t… hold… on… much… longer…” Jarrett panted between each hard thrust. Suddenly, Jarrett’s cock was scraping over his prostate, and all the breath was forced out of Thayne’s lungs in a whoosh.
“Jarrett!” he screamed as his orgasm erupted, spraying up and over his abs as come landed in hot white spats.
“So fuckin’ hot, Thayne,” Jarrett groaned, watching Thayne’s show as he continued his relentless pounding in and out of his body. “Gonna come, darlin’,” he groaned.
Thayne suddenly remembered there was no condom to stop the feeling of Jarrett spurting inside his body and he braced himself for it, even as his own climax shuddered through him.
“Come on, baby… take what you need. Let me feel you come inside me. Give it all to me, Jarrett,” he encouraged on a groan. He knew how much Jarrett loved it when he used dirty talk right before his climax.
Jarrett stared at him for just a second, his ice-blue eyes seeming to lose focus as he shut his lids and then dropped his head, bracing himself for a second before he slammed into Thayne one last time and then held still.
“Christ!” Jarrett cursed through gritted teeth as the pulsations began deep inside Thayne’s body.
The first wash of his release, felt surprising inside Thayne but as Jarrett began to empty himself into his body in great hot spurts, he relished each and every one. Jarrett was coming inside him, filling his ass with his semen, the very essence of his lover’s body and it nearly overwhelmed Thayne. He clung to Jarrett’s wide shoulders as he filled him, so deep and so intimately, Thayne knew without a shadow of a doubt, he’d never experience anything like it again.
****
The trill of Jarrett’s phone began early in their darkened hotel room the next morning. Jarrett grunted as Thayne rolled away from the curl of his arm so he could sit up and reach for it. He glared at the digital clock, noting the time as 6:45 a.m. as he picked up the phone, staring down at the unknown caller ID. He swiped it and put it to his ear as he rolled to his back and lifted a hand to run his fingers through his short hair.
“Evans,” he croaked.
“Evans, it’s Bud Sales,” the ATF agent drawled. “Sorry to wake you but something’s come up.”
“What?” Jarrett’s words came out sounding like a frog and he cleared his throat, staring at Thayne who was nudging his elbow as he held out a glass of water. Jarrett sent him a half smile and took a sip. “What’s come up, Bud?”
“Clint just called me.”
“Lafford?” Jarrett tried to remember if that was Bud Sales’s partner’s first name. His brain was fuzzy from the night before.
“Yeah, so listen
to this. His brother-in-law is a Pocahontas County sheriff and he called Clint first thing this morning because he knew we were assigned to work the mining explosion.”
Jarrett sat up straight, handing the glass back to Thayne who’d risen from bed and was standing there looking down at him, naked as a jaybird. He waggled his eyebrows and grinned cheekily at Thayne before turning back to the phone as his partner slid on his boxer briefs and padded away from the bed with bare feet. Watching his ass was a hell of a lot more interesting than listening to Sales at the moment. “So what did the sheriff want?”
“You ain’t gonna believe this.”
“Bud, it’s early for guessin’ games, man.” Jarrett scrubbed his hand over his face and then scratched his chest.
“Jeffrey Boggs was found dead in his home this morning.”
Jarrett stopped scratching and sat straight up in the bed, gripping the phone hard. “What?” His voice had risen and he looked up as Thayne came rushing back into the bedroom. He was holding a coffee can and filters and his face reflected his worry.
“What?” he mouthed.
Jarrett frowned. “Jeffrey Boggs is dead.” He turned back to the phone. “Sorry, apparently I just woke Thayne up in the other room,” he said into the phone.
He shrugged at the dirty look Thayne sent him and then said, “Let me put you on speaker.” He fumbled with the phone, pressing the speaker phone before holding it out so they could both hear. “Okay, Wolfe’s here. Finish telling me what you started saying.”
“Jeffrey Boggs was found in his home study by his wife this morning. It looks like he’s been shot in the chest but my partner hasn’t heard a whole lot more about it,” Sales said. “He wasn’t the responding officer but he’s on his way to the scene now so we should have more details later.”
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