agreed.
Everyone had different needs in a relationship. As long as Sin and Callum were happy, he wasn’t going to be too critical.
Kai slid a hand across Jonathan’s back, settling at the base of his spine. “Let’s go home. I need to do some thinking about who might be trying to kill me.”
Jonathan nodded. “Sounds good.”
Words formed and left his mouth, but his mind flashed to images of Kai spread naked across the back of his couch and prepared for Jonathan. He bit back a groan. No getting a hard-on with his boss in the room.
“I’ll see you two later.” The amused glint in Patrick’s eyes told Jonathan his boss had an idea what was going through his head. Patrick turned to Kai. “Call us if you think of anything that might help.”
“Will do.” Kai shook hands with Patrick.
Jonathan opened the door and, after making sure the coast was clear, he led Kai back to where he’d parked the car.
Fifteen minutes later, they were entering Jonathan’s town house. Jonathan barely remembered to lock the door before he slammed Kai against it. Their kisses went from soft and sensual to flaming hot.
“Gotta have you,” Kai muttered. He quickly unzipped their pants and wrapped a long-fingered hand around both their erections, squeezing them together. Jonathan whimpered. His toes damn near curled from the passion in Kai’s eyes.
He’d never met anyone who craved him as much as Kai did, and not only for sex. He was always touching Jonathan, and his eyes always went to him when he was in the room. That sort of heady attention could drive a guy to want to keep someone.
“Bed,” Jonathan gasped. “I don’t want to come until you’re inside me.”
Kai pumped their cocks slowly one more time before letting go. “I need you.” His voice, low and needy, settled in Jonathan’s balls. Damn, he really liked this guy. He hoped it lasted past the ‘someone is trying to kill me’ stage. Relationships started under powerful circumstances didn’t always survive.
Jonathan desperately wanted this to last.
“Let’s go to the bedroom. My bed is way more comfortable than the wall,” Jonathan said, taking a step back then another step as Kai followed. Without warning, Jonathan spun around and ran.
Laughing, Kai followed.
Jonathan couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed with a lover. Kai brought out a lighter side of him he had thought abandoned a long time ago—about the time his parents had kicked him out for being gay and unwilling to go through conversion therapy.
“Hey, none of that.” Kai’s gentle touch on his face snapped Jonathan out of his darkening thoughts.
“Sorry. Bad flashback.”
“Battle?” Kai asked, concern touching his face.
“No. Childhood,” Jonathan said. “But I don’t want to talk about that.”
He pulled Kai close again, reigniting their fire with a kiss.
“More skin,” he muttered against Kai’s lips.
“Yes,” Kai agreed.
Several more kisses followed, neither man willing to let go long enough to make the necessary space to remove clothing. After several aborted attempts, Jonathan growled. Taking a deep breath, he stepped back from Kai.
“Hey,” Kai reached out to pull him back. Jonathan almost gave in.
“No,” he said firmly. “We need to get naked before any more kissing.”
The dramatic whimper Kai gave had him laughing again.
Kai’s shirt flew across the room followed by his shoes, pants and underwear. The boxers dangled on the bottom right post of Jonathan’s four-poster bed.
“Nice shot.” He admired the Tabasco bottles decorating the material. “Is that supposed to mean you’re hot or that I should suck with care?”
Kai laughed. “I’m definitely hot. Not as hot as you, but I do all right.”
Jonathan didn’t bother arguing. They both looked for different things in a man. If he fell within Kai’s range of the ideal guy, who was he to complain?
With Kai’s heated gaze watching his every move, Jonathan stripped down to
Everyone had different needs in a relationship. As long as Sin and Callum were happy, he wasn’t going to be too critical.
Kai slid a hand across Jonathan’s back, settling at the base of his spine. “Let’s go home. I need to do some thinking about who might be trying to kill me.”
Jonathan nodded. “Sounds good.”
Words formed and left his mouth, but his mind flashed to images of Kai spread naked across the back of his couch and prepared for Jonathan. He bit back a groan. No getting a hard-on with his boss in the room.
“I’ll see you two later.” The amused glint in Patrick’s eyes told Jonathan his boss had an idea what was going through his head. Patrick turned to Kai. “Call us if you think of anything that might help.”
“Will do.” Kai shook hands with Patrick.
Jonathan opened the door and, after making sure the coast was clear, he led Kai back to where he’d parked the car.
Fifteen minutes later, they were entering Jonathan’s town house. Jonathan barely remembered to lock the door before he slammed Kai against it. Their kisses went from soft and sensual to flaming hot.
“Gotta have you,” Kai muttered. He quickly unzipped their pants and wrapped a long-fingered hand around both their erections, squeezing them together. Jonathan whimpered. His toes damn near curled from the passion in Kai’s eyes.
He’d never met anyone who craved him as much as Kai did, and not only for sex. He was always touching Jonathan, and his eyes always went to him when he was in the room. That sort of heady attention could drive a guy to want to keep someone.
“Bed,” Jonathan gasped. “I don’t want to come until you’re inside me.”
Kai pumped their cocks slowly one more time before letting go. “I need you.” His voice, low and needy, settled in Jonathan’s balls. Damn, he really liked this guy. He hoped it lasted past the ‘someone is trying to kill me’ stage. Relationships started under powerful circumstances didn’t always survive.
Jonathan desperately wanted this to last.
“Let’s go to the bedroom. My bed is way more comfortable than the wall,” Jonathan said, taking a step back then another step as Kai followed. Without warning, Jonathan spun around and ran.
Laughing, Kai followed.
Jonathan couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed with a lover. Kai brought out a lighter side of him he had thought abandoned a long time ago—about the time his parents had kicked him out for being gay and unwilling to go through conversion therapy.
“Hey, none of that.” Kai’s gentle touch on his face snapped Jonathan out of his darkening thoughts.
“Sorry. Bad flashback.”
“Battle?” Kai asked, concern touching his face.
“No. Childhood,” Jonathan said. “But I don’t want to talk about that.”
He pulled Kai close again, reigniting their fire with a kiss.
“More skin,” he muttered against Kai’s lips.
“Yes,” Kai agreed.
Several more kisses followed, neither man willing to let go long enough to make the necessary space to remove clothing. After several aborted attempts, Jonathan growled. Taking a deep breath, he stepped back from Kai.
“Hey,” Kai reached out to pull him back. Jonathan almost gave in.
“No,” he said firmly. “We need to get naked before any more kissing.”
The dramatic whimper Kai gave had him laughing again.
Kai’s shirt flew across the room followed by his shoes, pants and underwear. The boxers dangled on the bottom right post of Jonathan’s four-poster bed.
“Nice shot.” He admired the Tabasco bottles decorating the material. “Is that supposed to mean you’re hot or that I should suck with care?”
Kai laughed. “I’m definitely hot. Not as hot as you, but I do all right.”
Jonathan didn’t bother arguing. They both looked for different things in a man. If he fell within Kai’s range of the ideal guy, who was he to complain?
With Kai’s heated gaze watching his every move, Jonathan stripped down to
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