“I don’t doubt you a bit.” No. No, Jase believed in him like no one else, and he was fixin’ to prove Jason right.
Bax took one kiss, then another, barely letting Mini breathe. He wanted Jason dazed, moaning.
He spread Jase out on the bed, arms and legs wide so he could see every inch. That lean, strong little body was way more brown now, way more like Mini. After the hospital, Jase had been pale, kind of shrunken.
Now he was hard everywhere and so fine, a line of blond hair from his belly button down led the way to glory. Bax explored, getting rid of clothes and really going to town, touching all that skin.Hoo-yeah. And kissing. And licking.
His need was taken care of, so he could focus on his Mini. The guy was his whole damn world. Jason was his one and only. He breathed deep, resting his cheek on Jason’s belly.
“We got this, Bax. Swear to God.”
“I know we do.” Bax licked at Jason’s skin, tasting salt.
He needed Jase to stop worrying and feel. They could obsess over everything else later. Now was for them to touch and need.
Jason reached for him, finding his head unerringly. This was where Jason was confident, knowing. He never missed.
Never.
“This is better than riding, Bax. So much better.”
“Is it? I never got to tell you to keep your eyes open, do I?” No, Jase always kept them open, saying he might see Bax in hisdreams. Nothing on earth had ever been so hot in the history of time.
He moaned, then licked the tip of Jase’s cock, slapping it with his tongue.
“Damn! Please!” Jason sounded surprised at himself.
He chuckled, letting air flow over that hot flesh. Yeah, now he was cooking with oil. He didn’t do this much—his cowboy liked sucking, liked his hand—but the cries that he was earning made him ache. Bax licked and lapped, then sucked a bit, varying the motion.
“Bax!”
He cupped Jason’s balls and rolled them, and damn, but he loved that low moan. He knew his hands were rough, but Jase seemed to like it, to crave his touch, so he gave it up, no question.
“Fixin’ to…” The soft warning made him smile.
“Mmmhmmm.” He could take it. Hell, he was getting to be an expert. Like tapping his finger against Jason’s little hole, making promises he didn’t have to worry about.
He could sure enough keep them anytime with this man in his bed.
“I need…more, Bax. Please.” Jase bore down, taking his finger in to the second knuckle.
“Damn. Hell, yeah. Mini. So hot inside.” Bax was blown away by how Jase needed him.
Jason nodded, lips parted, tongue flicking out to wet them. He had no idea how goddamn sexy he was, but Andy Baxter knew. He was no fool. This was it for him, all the way to the bone.
This was his only thing.
He leaned forward and took a kiss, needing Mini to come on, to shoot for him, to prove how good it was.
Jason humped his hands, rocking back and forth, and devoured his mouth, really giving him what for. When he slid hisfinger all the way in, curling it inside Jason’s body, that was all she wrote. Jason came apart in his hands, spraying his seed.
Oh fuck, that was hot. He groaned and licked at Jase’s flat belly.
“Bax! Lord have mercy.” Jason clutched at him, but his hair was kinda too short to grab. “You’re gonna make me… Damn.”
Oh, he did like making Jase need.
He chuckled, then licked again. He wanted Jason crazy for him. Jase had started it, after all.