Unbreakable Stories

by Jocelynn Drake

  He broke off the kiss, breathing hard. “Hey, General, I’m pretty damn close to dragging you into the nearest alley and you know that’s not my thing.”

  “It’s not?” Snow kissed him again. “I seem to remember differently. What’s wrong? Not cold and wet enough for you?”

  Jude thought about that first night, the freezing rain, Snow’s unbelievable grief and how later, they’d had sex for the first time. His skin heated with the memory. Every time with Snow was good, but that first time had been a complete revelation because he’d never connected with anyone like that before in his life. It was like they’d imprinted on each other’s soul.

  Shit. Maybe he’d had too much tequila…

  “Let’s grab a cab so we can get home and naked,” he suggested, unable to stop touching Snow.

  “Don’t need a cab. I borrowed Lucas’s driver for the night. I just called to let him know we were ready to leave.” Snow laughed, stepped back and withdrew his phone again, hitting a contact Jude was all too familiar with and he frowned, ready to tug Snow to the car pulling up to the curb himself.

  “Hey Lucas, you know more about the hotels around here. Which ones have great, big Jacuzzi tubs in the rooms?” Snow never took his gaze off Jude as he listened. “Got it. Thanks.”

  Before Jude could open his mouth, Snow was back on him, seemingly unaware that they still had an audience. Laughing, Jude shoved him off and yanked him toward the car. As they slid into the back seat of the luxurious Mercedes, Snow’s phone rang. He answered and listened, frowning.

  “I was going to call myself. No, it’s not a special occasion and what the hell? Of course I didn’t propo—Lucas, stop.” He sighed. “Thanks, fucker, but you gotta stop with this bossy shit. I’ll pay you back.” He hung up while Lucas was still talking, shaking his head.

  “The Cincinattian, but first go by this place.” Snow told the driver an address before he turned to Jude. “Feel like having an adventure?”

  He’d wanted to go home, but he was drunk enough and intrigued enough to see what Snow had planned. “Between that hot-as-hell frot on the dance floor, the kiss, and the tequila flowing through my veins, I’m up for anything.”

  “Good because Lucas booked us a suite with a whirlpool for two. I’d bitch about him overplaying his hand here, but he knows a lot of people and can more easily get us a better room on short notice.” Snow grabbed him and pulled him across the seat, close enough to bite his lip. “No arguing. This is the first weekend we’ve had in forever. Let’s do something fun.”

  Jude shivered. Most of the time he liked calling the shots, but he loved this side of Snow. “I’m not saying a thing, General. So tell me what you plan to do to me in that Jacuzzi tub.”

  “Spoilers. You’re going to have to wait and see.” Snow buried his nose in Jude’s neck. “But it’ll take a few minutes to get there, so hang on to something.” He then proceeded to push Jude down in the seat and kiss him until Jude forgot there was a driver a few feet away.

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  After stopping at a liquor store and Snow’s favorite sex toy shop—where he made Jude stay in the car—Snow walked into the Cincinattian knowing it was obvious they were there to fuck. Jude’s lips were red and swollen, and he had a fiery mark on his neck under that sexy, short beard he’d grown. Snow’s shirt was wrinkled from Jude’s fists, and he was sure his mouth looked a lot worse considering he’d been the one putting the marks on Jude. All he did was smirk at the clerk.

  “Shit, General,” Jude breathed when they were finally inside.

  Snow couldn’t care less about the luxury of the room with its navy chairs, balcony view, and gold-accented furniture. He cared only that the bed looked soft…and sturdy…and that the room had a nice, big tub. Jude liked water. A lot. They should get a house with a pool—and never invite that one uncle of Jude’s, but if not, a nice big tub and shower had been a necessity they’d agreed upon.

  He set the liquor down, pulled out the silicone lube he’d purchased from the store, and headed directly for the tub. He started the water and turned to narrow his eyes at Jude who had followed him into the bathroom. He tugged his shirt off over his head and walked back to the love of his life to tug his Henley off.

  Jude eyed the lube he’d set down next to the tub. “Got the extra waterproof kind, eh? What else is in the bag?”

  “You’ll see.” Snow pressed their chests together. He loved Jude’s hot skin and the silky black hair on his chest. He followed it down his abs and unsnapped the top of Jude’s jeans so he could keep his fingers on that happy trail. One or both of them was going to feel exactly what it was like to make love to someone without a barrier tonight. He didn’t really care who went first, he just wanted them naked and in that water for one hell of a foreplay session.

  Jude thrust his hands down the back of Snow’s jeans to cup his ass. “I love it when you wear these. They’re so damn soft. They better never fall apart.”

  Chuckling, Snow wiggled away. “You like them off better. Come on. Get rid of your clothes and get into the tub.” He looked over his shoulder to find Jude’s eyes narrowing, his nostrils flaring and he couldn’t stop the laugh that spilled from his throat. Once the clothes were off, his paramedic tended to turn on the top vibes without even realizing it.

  Snow kicked off his shoes and made sure to bend over as he pushed his jeans down and off, loving the growl that sounded behind him. Firm hands grabbed his hips and lips hit his back as Jude kissed down his spine and licked the small of his back. His beard rasped against Snow’s skin as he bit the top curve of Snow’s cheek, before he pulled away, grabbed Snow’s ass and kneaded, his thumbs splitting his crack open.

  “Holy shit, Jude,” Snow said as he instantly started to pant. He’d planned to grab the tequila and bring it in with them, but his brain had started to scramble. He turned and met that sexy-as-fuck mouth, sliding his tongue in deep as he worked Jude’s jeans all the way open and reached inside. His dick was hot and smooth in his palm.

  Jude moaned hard into his mouth and clutched him close even as he pumped his cock into Snow’s hand. Snow pushed him into the wall, kissing him over and over as he stroked him—working to pull more noises from Jude.

  When Jude pulled back to breathe, the back of his head thumped into the wall and he laughed. “General, back up so I can get these off. You might also want to stop that water.”

  Snow glanced at the tub and cursed. He’d forgotten it was even running. He stepped into the water that threatened to spill over the edges onto the black marble, then settled back to watch Jude finish undressing. His gaze caught on the flex of thigh muscles as he bent to pull off his boots. “I could look at you forever and never get bored.”

  Dark eyes flashed at him as Jude left the bathroom. He returned with the bottle of tequila, watching Snow as he opened it and tilted it back for a swallow.

  Chuckling, Snow held out his hand and grasped the bottle as Jude climbed into the tub. He settled between Snow’s legs, his back to Snow’s chest, and Snow had to close his eyes at the feel of wet skin against him. He swigged some tequila, loving the burn in his belly. He set the bottle to the side of the tub, closed his eyes and let all the worries from his week at work leave his mind. He focused on the heat of the water and Jude’s silky skin as he wrapped his arms around him. He stroked his hands up and down Jude’s chest before cupping his chin and turning him for another kiss.

  And like that, the frantic need was back.

  It hit Jude too because he suddenly turned and basically mauled Snow. Lips roved his face and sucked on his neck. Hands trailed over his body under the water. Snow sucked in a breath, loving it all. Jude sat back and ran his palms down the fronts of his legs, then back up the insides. He cupped Snow’s balls and the shot of pure desire that stabbed into Snow’s gut had him pulling Jude down into a raw kiss that made his dick so hard it hurt. He’d planned this whole seduction of Jude in the hot tub and that plan was fast flying out the window because he suddenly just wanted insid
e Jude.

  He pulled back, his breaths coming hard and fast as he blinked Jude into focus. “I want you. I want to fuck you right now. I’d planned to do it here in the tub, but fuck that.” He stood and pulled Jude to his feet.

  “Yeah, it’s hard on the knees,” Jude murmured as he trailed kisses over Snow’s shoulder. “Damn, I love your skin.” He ran his hands over Snow’s stomach and sides. “I love your skin wet, but I don’t want the first time we do this without condoms to be in water.”

  Neither did Snow. He wanted to feel his man underneath him without worrying about whether the side of the tub was digging into some part of his body.

  “Also, I hate that lube,” Jude muttered.

  Snow laughed. “I got some water-based stuff in the bag, too.”

  “Thank God.”

  Drying off turned into another round of wall kissing with hands roaming and stroking and cupping. Both were breathless by the time they made it to the bed. Snow grabbed the bag on the way, spilling the lube and the new prostate stimulator plug he’d bought. He held it up. “This is supposed to stay put no matter what you’re doing. New and improved for the taller man.” He winked.

  Jude’s slow grin nearly made Snow come right then and there. “Who is getting that?”

  Snow’s only answer was to leave the room to wash it. When he returned, he slowly coated the stainless steel, curved toy with lube and propped one hand on the bed as he inserted it into himself slowly.

  “Oh fuck,” Jude breathed as he grabbed his cock and squeezed the base. He didn’t take those dark eyes off what Snow was doing.

  Without prep, it wasn’t the easiest thing to do, but the cone-shaped head made it slide in easier than some others he’d tried. He started to close his eyes but couldn’t stop observing Jude watching him. Steam had made his hair curl, strands sticking to his forehead. He looked so dark with his skin, beard and hair, and those nearly black eyes. So sexy and really turned on because he wasn’t stroking himself—he was holding tight to ward off coming.

  When the plug was in all the way, Snow groaned and had to take a couple of deep breaths. “Yeah, definitely better than the last one we bought. It’s hitting the right spot.”

  He snatched up the lube and climbed over Jude to lie plastered to his side. The thing was heavy inside him and every movement sent a surge of pleasure through him. He was nearly dizzy at the thought of fucking Jude at the same time. He coated his fingers with lube and reached between Jude’s legs, watching his face because Jude was one who loved the beginning of anal sex. He loved the stretch. Sure enough, his long, black lashes came down over his eyes as he gasped and spread his legs more.

  “I’m not going to last,” Snow warned.

  “We got the room all night,” Jude said on a gasp. “Right?”

  “We got the room all fucking weekend.” Snow added a finger and bit Jude’s shoulder as the man writhed on his hand. “We don’t need to leave for anything—just order whatever we want.”

  “Right now, I need your dick in me. Now, General.” Jude did that effortless manhandling thing he liked to do and pulled Snow on top of him.

  Fuck, he loved that. And the new movement jostled the plug in the best way. Overcome, he moaned long and loud and dropped his face into Jude’s neck, pumping his hips against Jude.

  “Shit, General, now. Oh my...fuck!” Jude pulled his legs up and nudged him with his chin. “Fuck me with that thing in your ass. Do it. Holy fuck!”

  “I don’t know what I was thinking. Bareback for the first time and this.” Snow gasped and came up so he could better maneuver himself into Jude. He began pushing into him and he had to stop and grit his teeth. Just the knowledge alone that he was so close to Jude had him clenching his jaw so hard, pain shot through his ear.

  Jude kept cursing even as he let go of his legs, keeping them wide as he grabbed Snow’s ass and pulled him harder against him, sending his dick deep into Jude’s warm, silky body.

  He couldn’t speak, couldn’t think. He could only feel and hang on as hard as possible because he wanted their first time like this to be good for this man he loved so much, too. But Jude kept pushing his hips up and clenching his hands on the globes of Snow’s ass and Snow was seeing stars. Jude’s dick was so hard between them and he was rubbing it against Snow as he gasped and repeated enough four-letter words to make Snow smile against his skin. He reached up, threaded the fingers of his left hand in Jude’s hair and held on as he began pounding into him. Jude’s cursing got louder and he dug his fingers painfully into Snow’s ass and clenched around his dick.

  “Agh!” Snow yelled, propping back up on his hands to get a better angle. With every thrust, the plug in his own ass hit his prostate. He couldn’t believe how much better it was to feel Jude—just Jude—around him like this. “You gotta—” he broke off, panting. “You gotta feel it without the condom.” He sat back, pulled reluctantly from Jude’s body, snatched the heavy plug out of his ass and straddled him.

  Jude slid right inside him and yelled louder with every inch. He clutched Snow’s hips, slammed up into Snow’s prostate and the choked laugh that spilled from his mouth sent Snow right over the edge. “Holy hell, I had no idea it would feel like that!”

  Snow’s vision blacked out as his orgasm ripped through him. At the same time, he felt the warmth of Jude’s semen fill him and that only made him come harder. He shook and groaned and dropped down on top of Jude, who wrapped his arms tight around Snow’s back.

  “Shit, General,” he whispered, pressing kisses to his chest. “I love you so damn much. So much.”

  “We are never using condoms again,” Snow muttered.

  “Never,” Jude agreed. He squeezed his arms tighter, then maneuvered Snow down so their mouths were at the same height. He kissed him softly and Snow chuckled against his mouth because they’d kissed so hard and for so long, the beard burn around his lips actually hurt. He didn’t care. He didn’t care about anything but feeling this man’s heart beating against his chest and his breath on his face.

  “Do you really want to spend the whole weekend here?” Jude asked. “Without clothes?”

  “We could run home and pack a bag.”

  Jude stroked his hand down Snow’s back. “Or we could order some robes, put them on your busybody friend’s tab.”

  Snow pulled back and stared down at Jude, amusement making his eyes sparkle. “We can order lots of things and put them on the busybody’s tab.”

  “I suggest more tequila first, because damn, General.”

  Lunch

  Snow tightened his grip on his tray and took a deep breath. He felt like an idiot. His stomach muscles clenched and a cold sweat broke out across his back. This whole thing felt too much like school, and all his years of middle school and high school had been a fucking nightmare. Except for Lucas. He’d at least made it bearable.

  But Lucas wasn’t here now and this wasn’t school.

  Lifting his head, Snow took a step forward into the big, brightly lit dining hall, his eyes scanning the wide scattering of round and rectangular tables. It was just after one and the hospital cafeteria was crowded with patient families as well as hospital staff. A low murmur of conversation rippled through the room, but it still managed to be overwhelming. He’d passed through the cafeteria plenty of times over the years, grabbing a quick bite to eat on his way to checking on a patient or prepping for surgery. But he’d never actually sat down for a meal in this room. He preferred to eat on the go or sitting at his desk, catching up on paperwork.

  Of course, that’s what brought him to the cafeteria in the first place. Jude had been teasing him relentlessly about how unapproachable he was. Fucking dared him to come out of his office and have a meal with other people.

  But he didn’t want to eat with anyone else in the hospital. Yes, he had a great team that worked with him in the operating room and there were some amazing doctors and nurses around, but that didn’t mean that he wanted to converse with them on any kind of personal level. J
ust the idea of trying to make small talk with them made his skin crawl and squeezed his lungs in his chest until he could barely draw a breath.

  Loud laughter rose above the din of conversation, instantly easing the pressure in his chest. He knew that laugh like it had been inscribed on his brain, on his soul. Jude.

  Taking another step forward, he scanned the room until he spotted the familiar dark head. The sexy paramedic was seated at one of the small rectangular tables across from his partner Rebecca. The woman was…strange but nice. If his friends were anything to go by, he could handle strange.

  He crossed the cafeteria, deftly dodging a couple of people carrying empty trays. He tried to smooth the scowl from his expression. Jude didn’t need to know exactly how uncomfortable he was. Or the fact that the volume of conversation had taken a nose dive since he’d started to cross the room. He watched as Rebecca noticed as well, her head popping up from where she’d been bent forward talking to Jude. He could also read her lips when she very slowly said, “Holy shit!”

  Fabulous. The world was coming to a fucking halt because he decided to have lunch with his boyfriend in the cafeteria.

  Then Jude twisted around in his seat, looking for what had surprised Rebecca…and he smiled. Hell, that man had a heart-stopping smile. Even as clichéd as it sounded, the world just disappeared when Jude looked at him like that. He suddenly didn’t give a fuck about the fact that half of the hospital staff in the cafeteria was now watching him in stunned silence. He just wanted to sit next to Jude and bask in that expression.

  “Hey, General,” Jude said as Snow set his tray down next to Jude’s place and dropped into the seat. He glared at the nickname, but he didn’t say anything because he was suddenly afraid something horribly sappy would come out of his mouth like the fact that he hadn’t wanted to crawl out of Jude’s bed that morning after Jude had given him a spine-melting orgasm just to start the day off on the right foot. After a brisk shower and dressing in the dim light of the bathroom, he’d stood over the bed for several minutes, watching Jude sleep. He’d pulled Snow’s pillow under him so that it was clutched against his chest before wrapping himself up in all the blankets. The man had blanket hogging down to a science.