Page 45 of Second Chances in Cedarwood

He knew to his core that Jack loved him, but hearing the words out loud pleased him. “When this is over, I want you to take me home and make love to me tonight.”

Jack’s eyes flashed. “We need to stick around long enough to eat, grab swag bags, then say our goodbyes.” He rubbed Henry’s shoulder again. “But I like how you think. I can’t wait to get you into bed.”

Henry bit back a peal of laughter. Jack made him happy. He understood him and didn’t try to change him. A better lover wasn’t out there. He’d found the best. Henry couldn’t wait to get home and make love to his man.

Once dinner concluded, he and Jack couldn’t leave fast enough for Henry. Each time he glanced at Jack, he wanted to strip him naked. Jack loved him. Him!

“Ready?” Jack withdrew his keys from his pocket. “I’m bushed.”

“Let’s go.” He grasped Jack’s hand and walked out of the banquet hall. The chilly night air swirled around him in a welcome change. The hall had become too stuffy with the group of businessmen gathered.

“If I have to discuss one more budget, I’ll scream,” Jack said. He tapped the button to unlock the car. “They don’t know how deadly dull they can be.”

“They know.” Henry sank onto the passenger seat. Once Jack rounded the hood and settled beside him, Henry palmed Jack’s thigh. “They know and wanted someone to listen to them. You were a new audience.”

“I guess so.” Jack pulled out of the parking space, then drove out of the lot. “Still, it’s boring and I have to make budgets. I know they aren’t exciting.”

“Yep.” Henry slid his hand up Jack’s leg to his groin. He wanted to fuck Jack all night long. It wasn’t fair they had to wait until they got to Jack’s place. He wasn’t good at waiting, especially now that he knew Jack loved him.

“Henry?” Jack gripped the steering wheel.

“Yes?” Henry fumbled with Jack’s pants, opening them. He slipped his hand behind Jack’s zipper. His man was rock-hard. He stroked his lover.

“Henry,” Jack growled. “I should pull over.”

“No, you’ll drive home even faster.” Henry caressed Jack, then pressed his thumb onto the head of Jack’s dick. “You want to get home fast so you can get off.”

“I do.” Jack sped to his house and into the driveway faster than he should’ve. The garage door was only partway down when he finally parked and turned off the engine. He leaned across the vehicle. “Need you.” He kissed Henry, pushing past the seam of Henry’s mouth and sucking on his tongue.

Henry bit back a chuckle. He loved making Jack crazy for him. “Take me inside and you can have me.” He squeezed Jack’s shaft.

“Fuck. I don’t know if I’ll make it that far.” Jack palmed the back of Henry’s neck. “Love you.”

“Love you, too.” Henry withdrew his hand. “Go.”

Jack raced out of the vehicle. Henry followed and collided with him in the kitchen. Jack took control. He pushed Henry against the cabinets and kissed him. The collision forced a moan from him, and Jack swallowed the sound.

“Jack.” Henry pushed Jack’s pants down, then helped him out of his tuxedo jacket. The vest looked so sexy on him.

Jack slapped a bottle of lube onto the counter. “Now. Fuck. Me.”

“Can’t tell you no.” Henry turned Jack around and bent him over the counter. He shoved his lover’s boxers around his ankles.Such a hot ass.He swatted Jack. “Where do you want me?”

“In me,” Jack pleaded. “Now.”

“No condoms.” Henry unzipped. He lived for frantic sex with Jack. He stroked his cock. “Jack?”

“Don’t need one.” Jack held his ass cheeks open. “Don’t want anyone else but you.”

The words were sweet music in Henry’s ears. He dribbled lube over the crack of Jack’s ass, then caressed the pink rosette. He smoothed the slippery fluid over Jack’s hole before he breached him. He eased one finger into Jack.

Jack grunted and bore down on him. “Burns and I crave it. Crave you.”

He added more lube and worked his digit in and out of Jack. He craved Jack, too. “I won’t be able to go slow.” This was his first time going bare with Jack, and he wanted to savor it, but he knew better. Slow was impossible.

“Don’t want slow,” Jack managed. He flexed his fingers. “Do it.”

Henry pumped his finger, then added a second. He dribbled more lube over his lover’s hole and worked him until he believed Jack was ready. Although he wanted to keep prepping, Henry withdrew his fingers. “Jack.” He lubed his dick and lined himself up with his hole. He pushed. The sweet pressure of being with Jack overwhelmed him. Sex was even better now that they’d admitted they loved each other. He pushed fully within Jack. “That’s heaven.”

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