“Fuck me,” Jase pleaded, his voice hoarse from the raw need coursing through him.
“Gettin’ there,” Leyton told him. “But I like watchin’ you.”
Jase smirked. “I figured that one out already.”
Leyton’s eyes drifted down to Jase’s mouth as more pressure was applied, probably as Leyton added a third finger into his ass. Jase tried to rock his hips, wanting more, but Leyton’s upper body kept him from moving. When Leyton’s lips touched his, Jase grabbed his head, holding him as their mouths fused together, their tongues tangling, teeth clashing as the last thread of control snapped.
The kiss continued, even as the delicious intrusion disappeared. Jase kept his hands on Leyton’s head, holding him while Leyton fumbled with the condom, then the lube, then shifted so that he was kneeling between Jase’s legs. When he felt the head of Leyton’s dick against his asshole, Jase released him, peering down his body, wanting to see this.
Leyton adjusted his position, lifting Jase’s leg up and across his body as he pushed forward, his cock breaching Jase’s asshole. There was pressure but no pain as Leyton guided himself inside.
“Relax,” Leyton ground out.
“Can’t,” Jase said, his chest heaving. “I don’t want easy, Leyton. Fuck. Me.”
Leyton’s eyes met Jase’s briefly as though he was attempting to determine whether Jase meant what he’d said. Apparently he got the answer he needed, because he kept his eyes locked with Jase’s as he slammed his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt.
Jase’s head dug into the pillow as his body bowed up off he bed, the brutal intrusion igniting both pleasure and pain receptors, making his body tremble.
“That what you want?” Leyton bit out, retreating and then slamming into him again.
“Fuck yes.”
Leyton leaned forward, contorting Jase’s body at an awkward angle as he drove into him over and over. Adjusting his hips, Jase took all of Leyton, continuing to watch him as he fucked him hard and deep.
“Jase,” Leyton panted. “It’s been … too long. Fuck, you feel good. So goddamn good.”
“Don’t stop,” Jase pleaded. He managed to twist his body so that he was partially on his stomach, giving Leyton more leverage to impale him harder, faster.
Leyton took advantage of the position, as Jase had hoped he would, gripping Jase’s hips as he fucked him. Before long, Jase was kneeling before him, taking Leyton in his ass, never wanting it to end.
“I’m close,” Leyton growled.
Jase was too, but he couldn’t speak. The pleasure was intense, so much so that he couldn’t form words, could hardly draw breath as his body tensed. He gripped his dick, trying to stave off his release, all while knowing it wasn’t going to help. Being with Leyton, having him fuck him like this… It had been a fantasy of Jase’s for so fucking long. And now that it was coming true, he could hardly contain himself.
“Jase,” Leyton snapped, leaning forward and nipping Jase’s shoulder roughly. “Fucking come … for me … while I… Oh, fuck!”
Leyton’s body slammed into his, and Jase furiously jacked his cock until he was coming in his own hand while Leyton’s dick pulsed in his ass.
They both dropped to the bed, chests heaving, both of them covered in sweat.
Needing to clean up, Jase forced his legs over the edge of the bed and got to his feet. Leyton was close behind, tossing the used condom in the trash can before coming to stand beside Jase at the sink. Neither of them said anything as they cleaned up, but once they were back in his bedroom, Jase knew he had to say something or Leyton would likely disappear on him.
As he turned to Leyton, gearing up to say something, though he wasn’t sure what, he was surprised when Leyton spoke first.
“Before you say whatever it is on your mind,” Leyton said, coming to stand directly in front of Jase, “I want you to know that I’m not sorry this happened.”
Jase narrowed his eyes. He could hear a but in there.
“But this was between you and me. I have to handle Ashlynn differently.”
“What the hell does that mean?” Jase didn’t like the sound of that.
“I feel something for her, something that I can’t even explain. But I’m not willin’ to accept only one night with her.”
Jase’s teeth snapped together. “But that’s not a problem with me?”
He hated that Leyton’s comment had cut him to the bone.
Leyton grabbed him, pulling him forward until their mouths were so close Jase could feel Leyton’s breath. “Don’t fucking put words in my mouth. That’s not what I said, and it damn sure isn’t what I meant.”
Jase relaxed somewhat.
“Ashlynn doesn’t know how to love someone,” Leyton said softly. “Or rather, she doesn’t realize that she does love on the rare chance it happens.”
Leyton wasn’t telling him anything he didn’t already know, but Jase kept his mouth shut.
“She has feelings for you,” Leyton continued. “It’s very clear to all of us. And I need her to have those same feelings for me. If she can’t, then I’m not willing to give in to her.”
It took a moment, but Jase finally understood what Leyton meant. He wanted all of Ashlynn, not just a little piece. Granted, he wasn’t sure how well that would go over with her, but Jase knew Leyton was right … that was going to have to be between them. For now, he would sit back and see how it all played out.
And in the meantime, Jase would do his fucking best not to fall in love with a man he couldn’t fucking have.
“But this…” Leyton added. “Between you and me… I don’t want just one night, either. I hope you understand that.”
He didn’t, but he didn’t tell Leyton as much. Not yet.
Chapter Twenty-Six
An opportunity he couldn’t pass up.
Five years ago
Jase wasn’t sure what he was walking into, but he knew he couldn’t turn back now. He’d applied for a job as a bouncer at Devil’s Playground—one of the swankiest clubs in the Dallas area—nearly four months ago, and he hadn’t expected to get a call back, but he had. Yesterday. Only this call was different than what he would’ve expected when it came to a job interview.
First, he was told not to say a word to anyone about the phone call or the meeting or anything else, for that matter. And if that hadn’t raised the hair on the back of his neck, the instruction to meet at an undisclosed location certainly had. He’d hadn’t been given an address, but he was informed that he would receive one within thirty minutes of the meeting.
That call had come twenty-eight minutes ago while he’d been driving in circles around downtown, waiting for information on where he was supposed to go.
Unfortunately, he’d been given an address for a house nearly twenty minutes away, so he’d hauled ass out of the busy city and onto the highway. After winding his way through a ritzy neighborhood, he’d emerged on the other side, following some winding dirt roads until finally locating the address of the house he’d been sent to. Jase had wondered whether he was stupid for following through. Who set up a job interview at their house?
Granted, it wasn’t just any house. The place was huge. Modern and sleek, it felt more like a building that should’ve been in the city, not out in the sticks. Surrounded by acres and acres of farmland, it was a little strange to pull his old Ford truck down a cobblestone drive, only to end up coming to a wrought iron gate with a keypad mounted on the side. He had to announce who he was, and a few minutes later, the gate swung open, allowing him entry. He followed the path until he ended up on a circular drive in front of the modern marvel.
After ringing the doorbell, he waited for someone to answer and was greeted by a beefy white guy with a big nose, a missing tooth, and thinning hair. No introductions were made as he was ushered inside, then guided through the exquisitely decorated house to a room in the back. He’d expected an office or the equivalent but found himself in a formally decorated living room with an ornate sofa, a high-back chair with a matching cushion, what appeared to be an antique table, and nothing else. Not even a person.