Catching Blue Jay (Oklahoma Hearts Book 1)
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Without thinking, I raise the hand that’s covered in a brace to his cheek. The cool fabric instead of the warm flesh of my hand greets his skin and drags his attention from my face. He turns his head towards my hand and frowns. Releasing my face, he reaches up to take hold of my hand before meeting my eyes once again. “What the hell happened to your hand?”
Oh. That. I forgot about the brace on my hand. Dammit. He’s going to think I’m a fool, not like he’d be wrong about that. I look sheepishly from my hand to his face. I want to make a corny joke as a lie to cover up what I’d done, but truth is what he needs right now. “Um… While upset, I slammed my fist into my wall.”
For a moment, he only stares at me. Before he can badger me about injuring myself, I continue to speak, “It’s bruised and sprained, no real damage that won’t heal up in a few days. I don’t even need painkillers.”
He sighs with a shake of his head at me. Those blue eyes meeting mine as he speaks, “Oh, Aidan, what am I going to do with you?”
I think back to my vow about his laughter just moments ago, letting my hand slide back down to his waist. I’m thinking about how I can make him laugh when I’m yanked from those thoughts as his lips come down hard upon mine. The sweet pressure of his warm tongue forces my lips to part and allow him to slip inside. His tongue delves inside my mouth like he’s starving for me. I curl my fingers tighter into his ass as I drag him even closer. Fuck, he tastes so damn good, and I want more as my tongue tangles with his.
Our cocks harden as we press against each other’s hips. Moans mingle within that kiss as his fingers clench my dark curls. I didn’t know that delicious tug of my hair would turn me on like it did, but fuck, do I enjoy that tight feeling. Skin on skin, that’s what we need.
I reach down to the hem of his shirt. Yanking it out of his pants with my fingers, I rip his shirt over his head. The move separates our lips as we breathe in deeply. Dropping his shirt to wrap my hands around his neck in a soft hold, my thumbs brush along his pulse points on both sides. I let my dark eyes roam down the sleekness of his chest before my fingertips gently follow the path with barely-there touches. Damn, he’s gorgeous… and all fucking mine.
Chapter 28
Jayson
Shivers race along my skin as his fingertips graze my skin. Imagining how the full pressure of those fingers will feel along my chest is torture. Meeting those brown eyes of his, how much he wants me is clearly visible. There’s such heat in those eyes that I feel my body as if it’s alive like it never has been before.
My hands tear from his hair as he rips my shirt from my body, so I sink them back into those locks to tug his mouth back to my own. My tongue lays into his mouth again, twisting with his tongue. Shit, there just isn’t enough of that taste to last a lifetime. Groans leave my throat as those fingers tug on my nipples before rolling them through his fingers. This man has a way with me and can play me like a fiddle. A sharp tug on them has me gasping into his mouth as I tug on his hair within my grasp. The pressure on my hardening cock is nearly unbearable. Fuck these clothes.
Pushing away from Aidan to get to my feet, I back away from the couch. Surprise fills his eyes as he leans forward to grab and pull me back to him, but I push his hands away. Giving him a look that says not yet, I wiggle my index finger toward him. Before the look of disappointment can settle on his face, I trail my hands along my abs to the button on my jeans. With a quick flick of my nimble fingers, the button unsnaps, and a sneak peek of red fabric shows past the blue denim. His eyes drop down my body and his tongue slips out to glide along his lips. His body gets more comfortable as he sits back to watch the scene unfold before him, almost bringing a grin to my face.
The zipper slides down with the soft rasp of metal on metal before I move my hands to my waist. My narrow hips sway slightly in a tease before I push the top of my pants down to reveal the red briefs below. The head of my dick makes an appearance above the waistband with a pearly drop of pre-cum hovering at the tip, showing how he has me raring to go. Before I can do much else, that dark head leans forward to lap the drop off the head causing me to shudder at the warmth that flickers through me.
It’s mere seconds before I notice he’s shoved my briefs down with my pants. A gasp of shock slips from me as he buries my dick in his throat and swallows me down on one try with a deep growl. That growl vibrates along the sensitive skin of my cock and has me crying out, “Aidan, fuck.”
Did I think I was in control? Ha. Yeah, that’s apparently not happening, but that’s cool with me. I mean, why not? That man is sucking me down like he’ll never get to taste me again. I thrust my hands once again into the softness of his curls as my lashes meet my cheeks with the closing of my eyes. My chest rises and falls with shuddering breaths as his head slides up and down my length. The drag of his tongue along the vein on the bottom to the crown is driving me out of my mind. His talented mouth has me so close already, but that’s not how I want this to go… not this time. With my hands gripping his hair, I tug his head back until it hits the couch with me leaning forward to taste myself on his mouth.
His hands try to pull me back against him, but I resist. My lips trail along his jaw to his ear for me to whisper, “Not just yet.”
I hit the floor on my knees with a soft thud while I reach to flip open his shorts. My mouth waters at the thought of getting him in my mouth. So many ideas filter through my mind as I draw his long cock out of his own briefs. Flushed pink and throbbing, I’m so ready to taste it.
I swirl my tongue around the crown before slowly sliding my lips down the entire length to the base of his cock. Using my tongue, I pull one of his balls into my mouth, sucking softly on it before doing the same to the other, eliciting a deep groan from my lover. With his skin flushed, he’s so beautiful, making me want him to take full control.
Lifting back up, I open my mouth wide to allow that thick dick to slip inside. Allowing myself to relax lets his length slip all the way down before I swallow around the head. Drawing back up, his hips twitch with a slight movement, making me grin around his cock. I grab his hips to encourage his movement.
The desperate look in my eyes may have clued him in to what I want as he grabs hold of my hair and thrusts that cock inside my mouth. He tries not going so deep at first, but I force even more of my mouth onto his cock as he thrusts up. Fire flares to life within his eyes as he ravages my mouth. Fingers tighten their grip in my hair as he pulls my face down into his lap fully, letting me take the entirety of his length inside my mouth and throat.
He’s getting close and hell, how I want that cum to fill my mouth. I want to taste him for the rest of the day, so I double my efforts to draw his release from him. He tries to pull me off and deny me what I want, but I tighten my hold on him with a tight suction of my lips. I draw harder on that dick until his cum floods my mouth and glides down my throat. My name sounds like heaven as he cries out. As he comes, I commit the look to my memory. It’s the best look I’ve ever seen.
As his cock softens in my mouth, I slowly draw back while licking him clean. I run my tongue along my lips to gather any cum that may have slipped from my mouth, not wanting to waste a single drop of him. Sitting back on my feet to look at him, he tries to draw a deep breath to calm the ones racking his body. Those dark pools lock on me. “Fuck… I didn’t want to come like that, but that was intense.”
A low laugh slips from me as my lips curve to give that man of mine a smile. His hands reach out to draw me onto his lap as his head raises to mine for a kiss. “Maybe I should return the favor for you.”
With a shake of my head, I latch onto his earlobe with a sharp nip before lowering my voice into a purr next to his ear, “You think I can’t get you hard again, baby? You underestimate me.”
His hands get busy pushing my pants and briefs off my ankles where they had gotten hooked. He doesn’t give me much warning before I suddenly find myself prone on the couch looking up at his mischievous grin. “It’s my turn to play now.”
Fingertips skim so lightly along my skin, starting at my ankles. Goosebumps follow those tips in their wake as he barely touches my skin. Shivers rack me as I want the full pressure of those hands on me, driving me out of my mind. He’s still driving me out of my mind that’s for sure, especially as that grazing touch completely bypasses my naughty bits to slide over my hips. It’s enough to draw a whimper from me as my cock twitches in protest. Pre-cum dribbles from the head, and he chuckles at me as those fingers toy with my nipples.
His hands cover my pecs, and I finally feel the full effect of those hands on me, just not how I thought. He leans down toward me to brush a barely-there kiss over my lips, his dick which is still somewhat soft brushing against the steel pipe I’m sporting. Lips trail and nibble along my jaw to my neck and down to my pulse, sending shudders to slip through me.
The tip of his nose brushes along the hollow behind my ear, and my sigh is one of sweet surrender. Feeling his nipping kisses along my neck, I tilt my head back to give him all the room he needs. He’s already making me putty in his divine hands, mouth, whatever he has on me.
I can’t get enough of that warmth as it moves along my collarbone to my chest. Breathing has my chest rising and falling rapidly while pleading, rambling words falls from my lips. He’s rapidly driving me to becoming a withering puddle of mush on that couch. As his lips latch onto one of my nipples to suck hard, I arch my back again as a cry falls from my mouth. Fuck that’s painful… but it’s the sweetest pain imaginable. This man owns me, pure and simple.
He laves attention to both nipples equally, driving me out of my mind with lust. Pre-cum pools on my stomach as it weeps from my cock. It’s flushed so red it looks like it’s nearing purple. His tongue traces the lines of my abs as he continues moving down my chest. “Oh, God… baby please. I can’t take much more.”
His chuckle reverberates against my skin, causing me to suck in another deep breath that comes out on a whoosh as his tongue laps up the pool on my stomach. His scruffy chin lightly scrapes the skin of my dick and makes me cry out again. “Please, yes, oh God, yes, please!”
His mouth is so close I know, I just know he’s about to put that mouth on my dick, and I can’t wait to thrust deep into his throat like he had mine. I can almost feel it. Now we’re finally getting somewhere.
He pulls away to sit back on his heels. Feeling him pulling away has my eyes flying open as I look up at the man smiling wickedly at me. Oh, son of a bitch, he didn’t just do that. Gah, I’m in love with a fucking tease, and he’s going to drive me into the insane asylum. Padded walls, here I come. “Um... aren’t you… forgetting something here?”
He grabs my hands and pulls me up to him. Leaning close to my ear, he whispers that low rumble directly into my ear, “Nope, not a damn thing. Patience, sweet Blue Jay. It’ll be worth it.”
As long as he keeps making that sound in my ear, he can do whatever he damn well pleases. Fuck, his sexy voice gets to me so bad. Every string on my heart thrums and causes me to melt into him, nuzzling my face into his neck to take in the salty smell of his skin. He places a kiss where my shoulder meets my neck and lifts me from him. Protests rise to my lips once again as he turns me to face the back of the couch and confusion fills my eyes. Before I can turn my head to look at him over my shoulder, lips meet the nape of my neck and follow the trail of my spine. Moans leave my lips as my movement stops completely. Okay, we can try this.
His tongue laps at the dip of my back before he trails those kisses even further to the top of my ass. How that man can make me fly with just the touch of his lips. He places two nipping kisses on both cheeks before those fingers trail down my crease to circle around my hole making me whimper. I push my ass back toward him in instinct. If he doesn’t get inside me soon, I’m going to have a serious case of blue balls happening.
His fingers drift away once again leaving me wanting and biting down on my bottom lip. The wait isn’t long before the head of his dick bumps my hole before sliding up into the crease. I rock my hips back into him as he slides back and forth. I need him so badly right now. “Please baby, I can’t take much more.”
The crinkling of wrappers reaches my ears, and it sounds like pure pleasure. Only a few moments pass before his cock moves and cool, slick fingers replace it. He circles my rim before applying slight pressure. Forcing my body to relax, that finger slides inside me. Shivers rack me as my back arches into his hand. I draw a deep breath into my lungs as he places his other hand on the middle of my lower back to keep me from rocking back into those delightful fingers. As he halts my movements, a disappointed groan falls from me.
He continues to toy with my hole with his finger, doing his best not to brush against my prostate no matter how much wriggling I try to do. After what feels like hours, a second finger joins the first and draws me deeper into the madness he’s driving me to. I want more of what he’s giving to me, and I want it now, “Now… please, God, now.”
His fingers brush against my prostate sending a shudder to rack my body with another groan. His fingers slip out and the head of his cock takes their place at my entrance. As he pushes into me, I sigh with relief at the feel of the sweet sting as he opens me up fully. He thrusts slowly back and forth as he works deeper into me until he’s fully seated, his hips pressing tight against my cheeks. His lips find the curve of my ear before nibbling down to my neck where he places soft kisses while he waits for my body to relax for him.
It’s not long before he pulls from within me. I whimper at the feeling before he thrusts slowly and surely back just as deeply as he’d been. As he rocks into me, his hands roam along my arms to my hands. he laces our fingers together, and it hits me like a ton of bricks. He isn’t just fucking me… he’s making love to me.
Chapter 29
Aidan
Jayson’s ass wraps so sweetly around my dick it’s driving me mad. Keeping myself in check, I slowly slide in and out of that man of mine. I want to savor this moment as I claim him, this time forever. The only thing that would make this better would be feeling nothing but his warmth against my skin. One day soon that’ll happen.
I lace my fingers with his as my hips bump against his butt slowly but firmly. My body instinctively wants to go balls to the wall hard, but not yet. We need this special time and I won’t hurry it for anything in this world, even my own orgasm, spectacular as it’ll be. His head turns to face mine as I nibble on his neck. His lips are a beacon for mine, making me lift my head so that our lips can meet. Mouths part to allow tongues to come out and play, dueling and twisting with each other as the rhythm picks up. His hips are doing the best they can to push back into me, and the sweetest little mewling sound leaves his mouth. He doesn’t even have to voice what he wants since I know how far I’d teased him.
I wrap my arms around him to haul him back hard against my chest. The movement elicits a groan from him as I slide my other hand down his stomach to the purple-flushed cock down below. He cries out at the first contact of my hand on him as I thrust my cock even harder into his ass. I move my body faster, in and out of his sweet hole while I maintain the same smooth rhythm on his cock. Holding off my need to come, I tear my lips from his to bite at his earlobe. My growling tone is low in his ear, “Come for me, Blue Jay.”
It’s probably a good thing the couch is leather. Jayson unleashes a torrent of cum all over the back of the couch. His eyes scrunch up tight as he calls out my name repeatedly. My bod
y trembles as my own release pulses beneath my skin. Holding myself back, I continue to push in and out of him, drawing every drop of ecstasy out of his body until neither of us can take anymore, making me explode deep inside him. I bite down on his shoulder, marking him as mine as my entire body shakes from the force of my orgasm. We remain facing the wall as we come down from our orgasm until my cock softens and slips from within him. Darkness settles in and I fall to my side on the couch and pull him into me. Sleep takes me with him curling into my arms.
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Crickets sing outside as I come back to reality. The first thing I notice is that my arms are empty, making me want to cry with longing. Had I dreamed that whole encounter? That’s the cruelest joke life can play on me. Then it registers that I’m covered by a blanket, and I’m nude under it. I know I was dressed that morning when I crashed on the couch. Flying into a sitting position, the best sound in my life hits my ears. “Whoa there, baby. You almost fell off the couch.”
I lift my eyes to look over to the fireplace where my boyfriend is curled up in one of the wingback chairs next to it. It wasn’t a dream. Jayson had come after me. Relief surges through me as I throw off the blanket and nearly hop over the coffee table trying to get to him. Ignoring that I’m bare-assed, I fall to my knees on the hardwood floor before his chair. I cup his cheeks as my dark eyes take in his shining blue ones and his adoring face. Against my will, words leave me in a whisper, “Please, God, tell me this isn’t a dream.”
His face pushes against my hands until his soft lips brush against mine. His hand brushes a few of the curls from my forehead. “You’re not dreaming. I’m really here.”
Lashes meet my cheeks as I close my eyes to savor his light touch. He’s here. He’s mine. Life can get no better than this. I reopen my eyes to see his smile laughing at me, making me return it with a soft laugh at myself. Okay, so it’s a tad hilarious how I’m acting, but it’d been so close. I’d almost lost him. It’s a moment I’ll never forget. “You done? Cause there’s no food in the house to go with the Arbuckle Mountain Fried Pies I nabbed before they closed.”