Page 82 of The Road Home
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Jared unlocked the house, smiling as Tippy came running to greet them. He let Orson in before shutting the door and bending down to say hello to the dog. It was nice always having her there to welcome them home. It had taken no time at all for her to find a way into his heart. After having her now, he wondered how he'd ever lived without her. Kind of the same way he was feeling about Orson.
Leaving Tippy on her own, Jared turned to Orson, pulling him into his arms. "Tonight was amazing. Thank you for going with me."
"Thank you for taking me. It meant more to me than you know. I've missed music."
"We'll have to change that. Go more often." He ran his hands down Orson's back. "Now what was it you wanted to come home for, ice cream?"
Orson laughed. "Ice cream can wait." He nipped at Jared's bottom lip as he swayed his hips forward.
"So hard for me already." Jared moved his own body against Orson's, allowing him to feel that he wasn't the only one already aroused.
Orson turned, pressing his ass to Jared's cock. "I've been hard since we got in the car."
"Me too. I couldn't think about anything else." Jared pressed closer, rubbing his hardness over Orson's ass. He dipped his head, kissing over his shoulder. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes. No fear, no doubts. I trust you."
"We can stop at any time." Jared forced himself to pull back, turn, and lock the door. He flipped off the light before reaching out and pulling Orson back into his arms. "I'm going to show you exactly how much I love you."
"I already know, but I won't complain if you want to show me." Orson tugged on his hand and led him down the hallway.
Once in the room, Jared switched on the light, then laughed as Tippy jumped right up on the bed. "Sorry, girl, not tonight." He snapped his fingers and pointed to a doggy bed beside their own that they had gotten her. She seldom used it, but tonight was one night that Jared wasn't sharing his bed with anyone but Orson.
Tippy jumped down, not looking happy, but Jared didn't care. The only thing he cared about was the man beside him. "Promise you'll stop things if it gets to be too much?"
"I promise." Orson stepped back, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
Jared watched for a moment, enjoying the slow exposure of Orson's pale skin. Not wanting to wait, he reached up and started to undo his own shirt, his fingers struggling with each button as he fought the urge to just tear it open. When Orson kicked off his shoes, then slowly lowered his pants, Jared could hardly breathe. "You are so beautiful."
He'd never thought he'd like a smaller man. In the past, he'd always noticed the bigger and thicker men, but Orson's slight frame turned him on more than any other man ever had. He loved the way Orson fit against him when they would curl up in bed. Everything about him was perfect.
Quickly ridding himself of the rest of his own clothes, Jared straightened, standing fully naked as he stared at Orson's unclothed body just feet from where he stood. He smiled as Orson's cock jerked, fully aroused, just like his own.
"I don't know where to start." Orson blushed.
"I do." Jared closed the distance between them, sighing happily as their bodies came together. He loved the warmth of Orson's skin. "We start on the bed." He lowered his mouth to Orson's, kissing him softly as he turned them and slowly walked Orson backward until his legs hit the edge of the mattress. "Lie down and let me explore every inch of you."
Orson turned just enough to crawl onto the bed, relaxing back against the pillows. "Okay?"
"Perfect." It was the only word to describe Orson as Jared stared at him. "I think I'll start at the bottom and work my way up." Jared climbed onto the bed, stopping at Orson's feet, and kissing one of them gently before trailing kisses up over his leg. When he reached one knee, he moved to the other leg, doing the exact same thing, only this time he continued up, licking, and gently biting along Orson's inner thigh, then ignoring his cock, moving to his hips, before licking along his lower stomach. He caressed over Orson's soft skin, sliding his hands over every inch of him he could reach, loving the soft moans and gasps that came from Orson with each touch.
"Jared, please." Orson lifted his hips to press his cock against Jared's stomach.
"I'll take care of you." Jared stole a long kiss, pressing his body back down, feeling the wetness of Orson's precum on his skin. "I want you so aroused it hurts."
"I'm there." Orson's nails scraped over Jared's back.
"Not nearly enough." Jared smiled as he again kissed over his body, sliding down this time to tease Orson's nipples, then moving lower until he was able to settle between his legs.
His hot breath blew over Orson's balls, but he didn't put his mouth on him there yet. Instead, he licked over his hipbones, then kissed around the base of his cock.
"More." Orson thrust up.
Jared smiled, loving that he could make Orson beg. "Like this?" He licked up from the bottom of Orson's cock to the tip.
"Yes." Orson's fingers tangled in the comforter of the bed.
