He leaned back, though he kept close.
“How do you like the changes they’re making?” I asked him, and as he smiled, under the fluorescent bathroom lights, he almost seemed to glow like a heavenly being.
“It’s really awesome seeing everything they’ve done so far. This place has already grown a lot since I was a kid, and it’s nice to see it still expanding and offering an important space for the kids in our community.”
“It’s incredible, Jace. I’m glad you were able to do this for them, and I love seeing what it means to you. I’m proud of you. Crawford would be proud of you.”
His expression turned serious, though not sad the way it had when I’d first heard him bring up his father. He seemed to really absorb the truth of what I’d said.
“I know he would be,” he said. “Thank you for being here today. It means a lot that you wanted to share this with me.” He smirked. “And thank you for your contribution to Fever Fight. You didn’t have to do that.”
“Eh, I had an insider tell me it was a good organization. I only donate to causes I trust, and it wasn’t much, considering I didn’t have six figures to drop into this place.”
We shared another kiss before slipping out of the restroom to join the others. Everyone had scattered about. Nance and Carter were chatting in the café, and we could see Linc and Rush shooting hoops at the inside gym’s basketball goal.
Rush started to make a shot when Linc put his hand out and blocked his toss. Linc quickly recovered the ball before shooting himself but missing. Rush called out, “Ah, too bad, man, but way to sneak up on me! Guess you’re a fast learner, after all.”
“Whatever. Don’t act like you didn’t let me have that one.”
“You nabbed that fair and square. I never let anyone win. They gotta earn it.” Rush rubbed his hand through Linc’s hair, which only made Linc’s grin broaden.
“Hey, guys!” Jace called. “You seen Keeg around?”
“Yeah,” Rush called back. “He thought the theatre was cool, so he and Serena went back together.”
“Oh God, please don’t let him be interested in acting,” I said. “I’ll die.”
Jace enjoyed a laugh at my expense as we continued our search. We found our way through the empty theatre and then went backstage. One of the dressing-room doors was cracked open, and I could hear Keeg’s distinctive, deep laugh.
“Got ’em,” I said as I opened the door.
Keeg sat in a chair before the wall-length mirror, Serena at his side, holding a lipstick, her purse open on the counter. Keeg turned quickly, his eyes wide with worry as Jace came up behind me. I noticed he was wearing lipstick and what looked like foundation.
“Hey, boys,” Serena said with a smile, waving.
It was clear by the way Keeg’s eyes were fixed on Jace that he was waiting for his disapproval or judgment.
“Oh, I just—” he stammered.
“Keeg…lookin’ good, bro,” Jace told him with a thumbs-up.
Keeg’s expression immediately relaxed, and he smiled. “Thanks, man.”
“We’re probably gonna stay for another hour and then head out,” Jace added. “So take your time.” He closed the door.
We left through a set of double doors leading into the main hall. Jace hooked his arms around me and pulled me into a nook near the doors, kissing me again. As he pulled away, I said, “That was cool, the way you handled that.”
“What? Keeg wearing a little makeup?”
“Oh, no. I was thinking about letting my mom do his makeup. You’ve seen how much she cakes on herself?” I said with a wink.
He chuckled for a second, and then he turned serious as he gazed into my eyes. “Speaking of your mom, I think you still owe me some deets about something you teased me about.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah, we’ve been together long enough that you can tell me where you got those pretty hazels from.”
“I guess it’s time you know all my secrets…or at least more of them.” I kept quiet for a moment, dragging out the suspense before revealing, “Warren Simone.”
His jaw dropped. “Not the…”
“Yes, the Warren Simone.”
“Oh, so you have like a million brothers and sisters.”
“Half brothers and sisters,” I joked, referencing my biological father’s prolific output of children, about whom he gave as many shits as he did about me. But hey, he gave me those good genes.
“Oh…my…God.” Jace was as stunned as most people would have been to hear the news.
“Now, you can’t go blabbing that to the press! That’s a family secret!”
“I’m kind of shocked…and impressed.”
“I told you my mom was a big deal.”
“Well, you come by it honestly, then.”
“I can tell you that any of the honest stuff didn’t come from either side,” I teased before we kissed again.
JACE
As soon as we got back home from our tour of the campus, I couldn’t keep my hands off Dax. Hell, I’d had a hard enough time keeping them off him while we were there.
After we entered my townhouse, Mac started to approach, but as soon as he saw me with my arms around Dax, keeping him close, he headed right back to his bed.
“God, are we so bad that Mac already knows he doesn’t want to be in the middle of this?” Dax asked.
I spoke into his ear, “I think he can just see that look in my eye and know how much I want to fuck you right now.”
Dax rolled his head, tucking his face against mine as he reached behind him and rested his hand on the back of my head. The way he stroked was so familiar, expressing all his desire and love for me in a simple gesture.
I growled softly. “Fuck, we need to get up to the bedroom before we traumatize my little Shar-Pei.”
We scrambled upstairs, stripping quickly, but not quick enough for my liking.
Soon we were in bed, Dax lying stretched out with me inside him, my arms hooked around his thighs as I pushed into him, watching as he tilted his head either way, his eyes sealed shut as he reveled in every bit of pleasure I offered him.
Gazing down at my man, his beautiful body on full display for me, that cock dripping with precum onto his abs, I took a moment to cherish how far I’d come since I’d met this man.
I didn’t just love our fucks, I loved everything about him.
Dax Munro had captivated me in a way that had totally swept in and shocked the fuck out of me.
Thank God.
“Nice not having to worry about Jace, Destroyer of Magnums, anymore,” Dax teased, then gasped again as my cock rubbed against his prostate.
He was referring to the time since we’d abandoned condoms. We hadn’t had any use for them, as we’d passed that milestone in our relationship several months earlier.
Dax opened his eyes, staring into mine as the smile across his face cocked. “You know what I want,” he said.
And judging by his expression, I sure as hell did.
I pulled out of him and squatted over him, descending onto his shaft the way he’d shown me, the way that allowed me to work him up. And damn if it didn’t feel amazing against my prostate like that.
I rolled my head back as Dax filled me with that beautiful cock of his. I moved up and down, serving him my ass with my all, enjoying watching him beneath me, moaning as I pleasured him in an entirely new way.
He sat up, still deep inside, and kissed me. “You feel so fucking good,” he whispered against my face. “You’re gonna make me spew my load if you keep working me like that.”
“That’s kind of the idea.”
He snarled, repositioning on the bed, wrapping an arm around me as he guided me onto my back.
“Own this ass,” I begged as he sped up his thrusts.
I seized my cock and stroked feverishly with a determination and intensity that increased with every movement, with every shift in Dax’s expression that revealed just how close he was.
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nbsp; “Come on,” I said, reaching up and gripping the back of his neck. “Give me that load. Give me all of you.”
“You already have all of me, but I’ll give you my cum too.”
A few powerful thrusts assured me he was doing just that, and it was too much for me too. I shot across my abs, the cum making it up to my chest.
Dax collapsed onto me, catching his breath with me before leaning back and looking down at the mess across me. “Look at that,” he said, panting a bit more. “You made it a little farther.”
“Maybe my cock is learning from yours.”
He snickered, and we kissed again, basking in the afterglow before Dax pulled out and rolled off me, saying, “Well, now that you’ve had the best day ever, I suppose it’s time for me to top it off.”
“Didn’t you already top me off?”
He enjoyed my tease, rolling to the nightstand and retrieving an envelope, which he handed to me.
“What the fuck is this?”
“Guess you’ll have to open it to find out.”
I unfolded the flap and pulled out a picture of… “Machu Picchu?”
“During that trip to London, you mentioned you always wanted to go. That’s the next trip we’re going on. Not business related, like most of them have been. Just the two of us, tearing through your bucket list.”
He leaned back beside me, nude and beautiful, smiling like he knew just how good he was at gift-giving.
I could have fucking cried, I was so happy.
“You like it?” he asked, showing that more vulnerable part of his character, the part that needed the validation.
“I love being anywhere with you, Dax.” I rolled on top of him and reached up, running my thumb through his scruff, appreciating how good it felt on whatever part of my body I was lucky enough to have it rub up against. “Whether that’s curled up in bed for Bridget Jones’s Diary 4 or on a plane to Peru.”
“Wait. There’s a Bridget Jones’s Diary 4?” he asked, questioning my lie.
“I’ll let you know after I get you going again and blow you.”
I played with his sac as he grew hard once again, allowing me to make my way down and get that cock back in my mouth.
I could run into a burning building, I could throw myself into having a cock in my mouth and a man in my ass, and now I could finally throw myself into the very thing I’d been fearing for so long…
Love.
I, Jace Kruse, was in fucking love.
THE END
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