“We have the home visit tomorrow. You don’t need to be reinjuring yourself.”
“Don’t you miss it?” I ask, trying to give him my best puppy dog eyes.
Jasper presses his thumb to my lip. “Of course, but not so much that I want to put you in a position to get hurt.”
On the one hand, feeling like all I’m good for is sex sucks. On the other hand, I also really miss sex. I haven’t gone this long without sex since the second time Jasper and I had sex.
Jasper stands, making my hand fall from his lap.
Fuck. Okay, then.
Kneeling on the floor next to the bed, he makes eye contact with me. “I love you.”
“And I love you too, which is why I want to suck your dick.”
His eyes go wide. “You’re too much for your own good, baby boy.”
I groan. “Please?” He’s tempted, I can tell. Maybe tempted isn’t the right word. He’s into it. Of course he is. I know he’s attracted to me. I just… “I want to feel connected to you.”
“Arlo.” He smiles at me, his eyes softening. “Weareconnected. You sleep tangled up in my arms every night. We’re always together.” I open my mouth to speak, but he cuts me off with a shake of his head. “And I love you very much, but you don’t need to use sex to keep me. I’m here, baby boy. I want you. And I’ll want you until the end of time. Sex or no sex.”
My heart slams against my chest. “And I’ll want you until the end of time.” His grin grows. “But I’m stir-crazy and I’m pent-up and horny, and going to the diner can only take care of one of those things.”
There. That’s the reality of the situation.
“Then how aboutIsuckyouoff?” Jasper counters. “If you’re so pent-up and horny, I’m not sure what blowing me is gonna do for you.”
That’s because he’s never had his dick at the back of his throat before. He’s never seen his expression when he comes just from my mouth. He’s never watched through watery eyes as his jaw goes slack and his chest heaves when I swallow him down just a little bit deeper.
Getting Jasper Tate off is almost better than any orgasm I’ve ever had.Almost.
“Because I like it.” I roll onto my back, careful to not make any facial expressions in case he thinks it hurts me, and shimmy a little until my head is leaning off the bed. “I could lie here just like this, y’know? I wouldn’t even need to do anything.”
Jasper’s lips land on mine, but the kiss is short and fleeting. “How about this, baby boy?” His voice has dropped, but his tone is sweet and almost a little teasing. “How about I swallow your cock? Take care of my poor, desperate baby boy’s pent-up need.” I shake my head, but he cuts me off. “AndthenI’ll come across that pretty face of yours.”
My cock jerks. Yeah, I could be down for that. I nod. “Okay.”
Jasper chuckles, then stands, unbuttoning his freshly buttoned jeans, tugging them down just enough that I can see the tip of his cock.
My mouth waters when he leans over me, bracing himself with one hand while he frees my already aching cock from my underwear.
He hums. “Ready for me already?”
Duh. As if there was ever a question. My body is attuned to him; to his touch, his scent, his taste. Everything about him calls to me.
He dips his head, lapping at the head of my cock. I gasp, heat rushing through me.
His position is almost more of a tease than the wet stripe he just licked down my cock. He’s hovering over me, his cock close to my face, but not close enough that I can reach it. Not that I would anyway. I really want to, but I also really want what he suggested. Plus, I’m not sure I could lift high enough to get him in my mouth without hurting myself, and that would shut this down fast.
“We’ve gotta be quick, okay?” Jasper says. Won’t be a problem at all for me. “I’ve really got to go in.”
“Okay,” I whisper, my body thrumming already. His scent is all around me, the heat of his body radiating toward mine, and I can feel each gust of his breath over the head of my cock.
Wet heat engulfs my cock, and I nearly bow off the bed. It’s only my very limited self-control and Jasper’s other hand, gripping and holding my hip down, that keep me from it.
Jasper swallows me to the back of his throat, dragging his tongue along the length of my cock as he holds me there.
I want to thrust into his mouth. I want to take what I need. But his grip has me pinned, and I can’t move. He pulls off my cock with a hum. “You have to be still, or I’ll quit. You’ll hurt yourself by thrashing around.”
