Page 40 of Melting His Grumpy Heart
“Not yet, baby, not yet. Just learning what makes you feel good.”
“Everything.” The word dissolved into a moan as Jake’s hand slid down to wrap around him. “Everything you do feels good.”
Jake stroked him slowly, watching Ru’s face. Every bite down on his lip, every flutter of his eyelids. Watching Ru come undone.
“I want to taste you.”
Ru’s eyes opened to meet his. “Yes. God, yes.”
Jake moved down Ru’s body, settling between his thighs. His heart jolted. Ru, spread out before him, flushed and wanting, Ru’s cock hard and leaking against his stomach. Jesus, but he’d never seen anybody as beautiful as this man who stared up at him with eyes shining with trust and faith that Jake would never hurt him.
Slowly, Jake lowered his head, maintaining eye contact as he took Ru into his mouth. The sound Ru made, part gasp, part moan, released a tsunami of heat straight to Jake’s own hot, pulsing cock. His fingers twitched to wrap around himself but ifhe did Jake knew he’d shatter into a million pieces. He sucked in a deep, ragged breath, mustering every drop of strength and determination to bring himself under some kind of control. Because in this moment, it was all about Ru, abouthisneeds,hiswants.
Jake released a slow exhale as he took his time stroking, squeezing, sweeping his calloused thumb pad over the slick, juicy tip of Ru’s cock, exploring what made Ru’s breath catch, what made his hips strain upwards into his touch.
“Jake,” Ru gasped. “I’m close… if you don’t stop…”
Jake pulled back, looking up the length of Ru’s body, taking in the flush spreading across his chest, the desperation in his eyes.
“And if I don’t want to stop?”
“Then I won’t last. And I want it to.”
Jake pressed a kiss to Ru’s inner thigh, feeling the muscle jump beneath his lips. “We have all day, and all night too, if you want. No rush.”
Because this wasn’t just about now, about immediate release. It was about exploration, about learning each other in a way that, only days before, Jake had thought impossible.
“I want you inside me, Jake.” Ru’s fingers brushed Jake’s cheek, the touch warm, tender, and caressing.
Jake’s heart jumped, and his mouth dried. “You’re sure?” he asked, his voice gravelly and rough. “That’s?—”
“It’s what I want. And need. Only from you.” Ru stared at him, his gaze steady and clear in the white light that filled the bedroom.
Jake’s chest filled with a million fluttering wings. Just moments before, he’d been in control, the master of the situation. It was what he did, it was who he was, but caught in the crosshairs of Ru’s sure gaze, doubt and panic bubbled deep in his stomach.
Jesus, but he wanted Ru like that, wanted to feel every part of him. But it had been so long since… what if he couldn’t… he didn’t even have any supplies, no condoms or lube for those rare, soulless trips into Exeter or Bristol, driven by a burning need that left him physically sated yet emotionally empty.
“… on PrEP. After Cooper, I got myself checked out. There’s been nobody since. If that’s what you’re worried about, but I understand if you don’t want…” Ru’s gaze dropped, his sureness draining away as he bit down on his lower lip.
“What? No! It’s just been so long since I…” Jake raked his fingers through his hair. “I don’t want to be a disappointment.”
Ru looked at him through the hair that had flopped across his eyes, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. “You could never be a disappointment to me, Jake Whitby. Never, ever think that.”
The words were said plainly. Clear and direct, with no embellishment. A statement of fact.
The mild panic that had grabbed at Jake faded to nothing. Ru had faith in him, and it was all he needed.
Jake cupped his hands to Ru’s face and kissed him long and deep. “Want to see you,” he breathed against Ru’s lips.
Ru nodded, spreading his thighs wider in invitation. Jake settled between them. No lube…fuck it.His brow scrunched down into a hard frown.
“Hand cream works. Unless it’s perfumed with lavender. Don’t want us to end up smelling like my old gran. Because that would be super weird.”
Jake caught Ru’s eye. The gentle good humour, the soft smile on his lips, he’d read Jake’s thoughts. Jake laughed, the moment’s tension falling away.
“No lube, or hand cream of any description. Told you it’s been a long time.”
“Then you know what to do.” Ru’s smile was still there, but there was challenge in his voice.
