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With a sigh, I got out of the tub. Now where the hell to find some toothpaste?
8
JACKSON
Ihad nothing to do outside, but I needed to get away from Aiden. I’d been so tempted to peek behind the screen. To see his naked body again. Earlier, when I’d undressed and wiped him off, I’d been too worried about him to think too much about the skin under my hands. But now that he seemed okay, I wanted to touch him again.
Fuck.
Why did I have to find him so goddamn sexy? He was a fucking guy. I was straight. Never looked at another man in all my years in the Marines. But then, the Marines didn’t build men like Aiden. With his soft skin, kissable lips, and round, bouncy ass. The way he moaned and gasped when I rubbed our cocks together…
I just knew he was a screamer. And not just because I’d heard him screaming before when he was having fun with one of his “friends.”
Fuck, I hated those men he’d spread his legs for. Every single one of them.
My cock was so fucking hard. I gave a bark of laughter and took another drag of the cigarette I’d “borrowed” from the packI’d found in the kitchen. To think that for the past year and a half, my wife and my doctors had failed to give me an erection without medication. No amount of therapy worked. Apparently, my dick was broken until I was around Aiden.
After smoking two cigarettes, I returned inside. Aiden was sound asleep. His face was relaxed, almost serene. He looked so peaceful and beautiful my heart ached with longing. I crawled into bed beside him, careful not to wake him up. His body heat radiated off him like a furnace. If only he would open his eyes. I wanted to tell him how sorry I was for everything. For the way I’d treated him all these years. And worst of all, that I could no longer see him as a stepson, but as a man.
A desirable man.
As I lay next to him, my cock plumped up. I ignored it and closed my eyes with my hands folded under my head. I couldn’t have been sleeping for long when I jolted awake from something twisting and turning beside me.
Aiden was thrashing around in his sleep.
“Aiden.” I grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him gently. “Aiden, wake up.”
A sob tore from him, and he threw his arms around me, holding on to me tight. With a groan, I stroked his back. I could do this without taking advantage of him.
“Jackson?” he whispered softly.
“Yeah, it’s me. You’re safe. Go back to sleep.”
He shifted to lie on my shoulder with a leg thrown over me, dangerously close to my erection. My heart pounded.
Stay calm. He’ll go back to sleep.
A hand slipped beneath my shirt and up my chest. I sucked in a deep breath when Aiden’s fingers connected with my nipple. He toyed with it, pulling and squeezing until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Fuck.” I rolled us both so he was under me. He spread his legs, and I settled between them, pressing our groins together.
“Oh!” He arched up into me, thrusting against my cock.
“Deni.” I slammed my mouth onto his.
We passionately kissed, sucking on each other’s tongues. He reached for my shirt and pulled it over my head. I did the same with his and threw it onto the floor. He was completely naked, gorgeous.
“You’re so pretty, Aiden.”
He grasped the back of my head and pressed my lips back to his. I kissed him back, plunging my tongue into his mouth. He made those sweet sounds. Pants that begged me to keep going.
“Oh god.” Aiden raked his fingernails down my back. “I want more tonight. Please. It’s been so long.”
It hadn’t been that long. And I hated remembering that. Hated that I might just be a convenient cock for him. But I hated myself more that I knew all this but wouldn’t be able to hold back.
I flipped Aiden over onto his hands and knees. How could I look into his face and do this with him?
“Yes.” He brought his fingers back and rubbed them between his cheeks. “Please fuck me. I need that gigantic cock in my hole. Use me.”
