Page 23 of Second Chances in Cedarwood

“Nope.” Jack left his keys and wallet on the counter. “I don’t spend much time there, either.”

“Because you’re always at the shop?”

“I’m there more than I should be,” Jack confessed. “Do you bring a lot of guys home?”

“No.” Henry crossed the room and held onto Jack’s shirt. “Maybe you should find a reason to be home, and I should find one to bring you over here more.”

Jack didn’t speak right away. His first thought was Henry was trying to change him, to make Jack something he wanted—which wasn’t Jack. But he had to slow down and not react to Henry so fast. Henry wasn’t the other guys. He’d opened up to Henry more. He’d encouraged Henry to put down his guard, too. Jack had to do the same for Henry.

Jack brushed his nose along Henry’s, breathing him in. “Are you giving me a reason to hang out here?”

“A reason to spend some of your spare time you’d waste at the shop and being home,” Henry said. He nibbled Jack’s bottom lip. “There’s nothing wrong with being devoted to the shop, but there’s also nothing wrong with enjoying your away time, too.”

He smoothed his palms over Jack’s chest, sending shivers through Jack. A groan bubbled in him.

“Make your free time count,” Henry said. “Love it.”

“Yeah.” He feasted on Henry’s mouth. The taste of beer lingered on his kiss. He grabbed Henry’s ass, pulling him closer. He groaned again.

Henry broke the kiss. “You’re sexy when you stand behind the counter.”

“Am I?” He’d never been told that. “Is that why you hang out at my shop?”

“I love your meat,” Henry said. His eyes widened as he’d realized what he’d said. “I mean…”

“You like my beefy display?” He loved getting Henry flustered.

“I do.” He ground against him, rubbing on Jack’s hip. “You wear those tight T-shirts to tempt me. Make me come back for more of you.”

“And you do.” He couldn’t get enough of Henry touching him. Henry knew what he could do with the bulge in his pants. He wanted Henry to make him crave him. Henry grasped Jack’s hand, tugging him down to the bedroom.

Henry collapsed on top of him on the bed. “Got you.”

He’d let Henry control things the first time, but this time he wanted to be in charge. Henry pushed Jack’s shirt out of the way and kissed Jack’s belly.

“Yes.” He threaded his fingers into Henry’s hair. “Love it.”

Henry opened Jack’s shirt and moved up to Jack’s nipples. Tingles shot through Jack’s body.So much for control.“Need you in me,” Jack said. “Now.”

“In a bit.” Henry resumed licking Jack’s nipples. He increased his pressure and rubbed Jack’s arms.

“God.” Jack caressed the back of Henry’s neck, then down to his shoulders. The tingles increased and his cock throbbed. “Henry.”

“Yes?” Henry unbuttoned Jack’s jeans, then pushed the denim down his legs. “You wanted me?”

“I do want you.” He shivered when Henry wrapped his fingers around his dick. The synapses in his brain misfired and he couldn’t think straight. He wanted to go slow, but Henry knew how to kick his desire into high gear.

Henry stroked Jack, but also slid his palm around Jack’s hip. He caressed the globes of Jack’s ass.

“Yes, touch me.” Jack groaned. “Henry.”

Instead of answering with words, he tapped Jack’s hole.

His knees weakened. He needed Henry in him.Screw control.“Lube.” He reached behind himself to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle.

Henry took the lube from him. “Let me get a rubber.”

“Yes.” Jack tried to grab the box, but only managed to spill its contents. “Damn it.”

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