Page 41 of Melting His Grumpy Heart
Jake never backed away from a challenge. Keeping his eyes locked on Ru’s, he spat onto his fingers.
The first touch made Ru gasp, his body tensing briefly before relaxing into the sensation.
“Okay?” Jake stilled his hand.
“More than okay.” Ru pushed against the pressure. “Don’t stop.”
Jake worked him open, little by little, taking his time, not wanting to hurt, watching Ru’s face for every reaction, adjusting his movements to draw out the most pleasure. One finger became two, then three, each addition met with gasps and moans of encouragement from Ru.
“Jake,” Ru said, his voice tight with need. “I’m ready. More than ready.”
“You sure?” Jake pressed deeper, finding the spot that made Ru’s back arch off the bed.
“God, yes,” Ru gasped, his hands fisting in the sheets. “Please, Jake. I want to feel younow.”
Ru hooked his legs around Jake’s hips; it was the green light Jake needed. Positioning himself, he pressed forward slowly, watching Ru’s face for any sign of discomfort, desperate not to hurt this man who’d lit up the darkness and chased the shadows away. But there was only wonder, as Ru’s eyes fluttered closed as Jake filled him, his lips parting on a silent gasp. The tight heat of Ru, wrapped around him, was overwhelming, testing Jake’s control to its limits.
“Okay?” he rasped, every muscle tense.
Ru’s eyes opened, finding Jake’s, holding his gaze with an intensity that made Jake’s heart jolt. “More than okay,” he breathed. “Now fucking well move, Jake.Please.”
Jake obeyed the command, setting a pace that started slow and deep, discovering what made Ru moan, and his fingers dig into his shoulders. He adjusted his angle, seeking and finding the spot that made Ru cry out and his spine arch.
“There,” Ru ground out, hands scrabbling for purchase on Jake’s sweat slick back. “Right there.”
Jake thrust forward, increasing the pace that could never keep up with the rapid, hard hammer of his heart. “You feel so fucking good, Ru. So. Fucking.Good.” Jake gritted out the words, each one rough with raw emotion. “So tight, so perfect around me.”
He found Ru’s mouth. Wet, hot, hard, diving deeper, matching every piston engine thrust of his hips. Ru moaned into his mouth, hands sliding down to grip Jake’s arse.
“Harder,” Ru urged when they broke for air. “I won’t break.”
Jake’s hips snapped harder, faster, each thrust driving down deeper. Pressing his face into the hot crook of Ru’s neck, he sucked hard, adding to the marks he’d already made, claiming Ru as his with every suck, and lick, and bite as Ru came apart beneath him. He wanted to give Ru everything. Pleasure, protection, safety, he wanted to give it all and make Ru forget there had been anyone before, or that there could be anyone after.
This wasn’t just sex, this wasn’t just release. It was connection, communion, a giving and taking that went beyond the physical. This was like nothing—nothing—he’d experienced before, with any other man. His body spasmed, not with release but with the intensity of the emotion.
Ru seemed to sense the shift, his hands coming up to frame Jake’s face, pulling their foreheads together. “Stay with me,” Ru whispered, the words more than the sum of their parts. “Right here, with me.”
Jake nodded, unable to speak past the tightness in his throat. He slowed his movements needing, if only for the moment, to step back, to take both a physical and emotional breath. Ru’s gaze held his, but the intensity was almost too much, threatening Jake’s fragile control. He’d planned to make this last, to draw out every touch, but the current was building, overwhelming, pushing him closer to the edge over which he’d tumble into free fall.
“Ru,” he ground out, the name both a warning and a plea. “I’m close.”
Jake watched, transfixed, as Ru stroked himself in time with Jake’s thrusts, his movements growing erratic as he approached his own edge.
“Look at me,” Jake commanded as he felt Ru tensing, sensed his approaching climax. “Let me see you.”
Ru’s eyes locked with his, pupils blown wide, a vulnerability in his expression that felt like the most precious gift Jake had ever been given.
“Jake,” he cried, the name becoming a litany as he thundered towards the point of no return. “Jake, Jake, Jake?—”
Ru came with a cry Jake felt in his bones as Ru’s body tightened around him in waves, his release spilling hot between them. The sight of Ru, the sound of his name on Ru’s lips, the rhythmic pressure pulsing around his cock, it was too much, snatching away his breath, his heart thumping harder and faster than it had any right to. Jake’s control shattered, complete and unstoppable, his hips driving forward one final time as release crashed over him.
The world narrowed to the scent of Ru’s skin, the hard thrum of pleasure coursing through his body, the strange sense of both falling, and being caught and held close. Jake buried his face in Ru’s neck, overwhelmed not just by the physical sensations wracking his body, but by the emotional deluge that left himfighting for air, and the sense, theknowing, that something fundamental had shifted within him.
They stayed connected as their breathing slowed, Jake careful not to crush Ru beneath his weight despite Ru’s arms around him, holding him close. When he finally moved to pull away, Ru made a small sound of protest.
“Not yet,” he murmured, tightening his embrace. “Stay.”
Stay.One small word, so much more than the here and now.
