Page 15 of Second Chances in Cedarwood

“To show off. His boyfriend owns a restaurant, I think.” Jack shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“You own one, too.”

“Mine’s just a small hole-in-the-wall joint. His is fine dining, I believe.”

“Oh well.”

Jack kissed him again. “I need to make sure the coals are out. Why don’t you carry this stuff inside, and we’ll find a movie?”

“Sure.” He disengaged from Jack, not wanting to end their quiet moment. He busied himself with carrying the remnants of dinner into the house, then came back out to retrieve the bottles and the rest of the silverware. He wasn’t sure what to do next. Go home? Stay? Did Jack even want him to stick around after the movie?

Jack strode into the kitchen and closed the sliding door. “Let me put this stuff in the fridge.” He moved the rest of the ribs into a plastic container, then switched things around in the refrigerator before adding the ribs, the salad and the potatoes onto the shelves. He arranged the plates and silverware in the dishwasher. “I’ll turn that on later. It’s nice to have a full load for a change.”

“I bet.” Henry hesitated. This was the point he tended to get confused. Jack said a movie, but for all he knew, it was just a thing to say.

“What?” Jack rounded the island and threaded his arms around Henry. “You’re pensive again.”

“Nothing.” How was he supposed to say he’d forgotten how to date?

“Look, I’m not good at love and I’m not great at dating, but I want you to stay,” Jack said. “Yeah? Do you have to be somewhere?”

“Right here’s where I have to be.” He couldn’t contain his joy. He had someone who liked him—the fumbling and awkwardness weren’t a turnoff. “I’m not headed anywhere.”

“Good.”

Chapter Five

Henry took the lead. If he was going to get with Jack, he had to do it on his terms. He tugged Jack to his feet.

The moment Henry touched him, Jack seemed to come to life. He pushed Henry against the wall and kissed him. The sheer excitement and force in Jack’s capturing wrenched a grunt from within Henry. He didn’t care. He loved being pushed.

Jack removed Henry’s shirt, shoving the garment out of the way. He slid his palms over Henry’s skin, sending tingles all over his body. “You’re so hot.” He leaned down and licked Henry’s nipples. “Taste good, too.”

Excitement simmered in Henry. His shoved his hands into Jack’s pants. So sexy and perfect.

“God, yes. Need you.” Jack stood upright long enough to remove his shirt. He fumbled down the hallway with Henry, tugging him to the bedroom.

Henry collided with him and landed on the bed. He rolled Jack onto the mattress then pushed his pants the rest of the way down. He needed to taste Jack. He stroked him, learning every inch. He nibbled Jack’s inner thigh. Right now, he wanted to make him crazy.

“Need you.” Jack reached for him. “Henry.”

He had him almost there. He caressed Jack’s balls. When Jack moaned, Henry raked his fingers down his leg.

Precum shimmered on the tip of Jack’s cock. Jack ground himself on Henry’s fingers.So needy.

He was getting closer to where he wanted Jack. He kissed above his groin, making him wait for anything lower and breathed him in. The act teased him.

“God yes.” Jack wriggled beneath him. “Do it.”

Even closer. Henry flicked his tongue across the head of Jack’s dick. Jack’s eyes lit up with hunger. Henry engulfed Jack’s dick in his mouth.Tasty.He swallowed Jack deep and buried his nose in his lover’s curls. He loved the power shift. Jack struck him as a top. Henry could top or bottom. All he wanted to do was make his lover happy.

Jack growled. “Jesus. Love it.”

Henry stroked Jack’s thighs while he bobbed his head. He needed to learn this man and what made him come apart. He moved faster, taking more of Jack into his mouth.

A shiver rolled through Jack. He shoved his fingers into Henry’s hair and pulled.

The bite of pain added to Henry’s pleasure. He bobbed faster and eased one finger between Jack’s ass cheeks. Did Jack like being touched during a blow job?

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