Page 8 of Leading the Blind
“No?” It became a two-syllable word, the end note rising right up.
Oh now, that was so fun that he did it again.
“Mini!” Bax leaned close, nipping at his lower lip.
His breath hitched in his chest at the sting. “Yeah, Bax?”
“Hot. God, you make me crazy.” Bax went for his buckle like there wasn’t nothing else the man wanted on earth.
Good. Good.He needed that. Needed to be the one who was turning Bax’s knobs. The only one, though he never doubted that. Andy Baxter would kick the ass of any other man who tried to touch him…assuming Jason didn’t get to them first.
He chuckled, stroking up and down, working his thumb over the head of Bax’s cock. Bax began to squeeze, digging his fingers in and relaxing, over and over. Jason thought he could hear Bax’s heartbeat, thundering along. He closed his eyes, focusing on touch and smell, on the way Bax moaned. He reached around with his free hand so he could grab that tight, hard ass. Bax might not be riding now, but he worked out daily with Jason, and it showed. The extra weight, the extra muscle—it suited Bax down to the bone.
He squeezed both his handfuls, humming at the way Bax danced for him.
“Don’t you stop, man. I need this.”
Jason didn’t have any intention of stopping. No, sir, he was going to see this to the very end. “Got no reason to stop.”
“And a million to keep going.” Bax shoved down Jason’s jeans, so now both of them would fall right over if they tried to move.
“Uh-huh.” Eyes open. Balance. Stroke. Focus.
“Shhh. I got you, Mini. I ain’t gonna let you fall.”
He fucking loved that, how Bax knew. They were damn in tune these days. Bax slid one arm around him, solid as a rock.
“Not even when I make you shoot?”
Bax grunted, pushing into his hand. “Nope. I’m like a mountain.”
“Mmhmm. A mountain with peaks.” He stroked like he knew Bax needed it, base to tip.
That made Bax chuckle, humping hard, begging with that whole body. He swore he could smell how much Bax needed. He felt it, too, the tiny drops Bax released coating his fingers.
He lifted his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean, before going back to work.
“Oh, fuck.” Bax squeezed him so tight that he lost the ability to breathe a moment.
“Kiss me. Kiss me, Bax.”
Bax kissed him, giving him everything he needed. Those lips felt so hot yet soft, and Bax pushed in with his tongue, fucking Jason’s mouth. He matched the rhythm, jacking Bax steadily.
“Mmm.” Bax kept one arm around him but reached down to grasp his cock with the other, so he gasped, fighting to keep his balance. Bax held him strong, keeping him from tipping. “I said I got you.”
“I know. Thank God.” If they fell, they’d rip each other’s dicks off.
Bax huffed out a laugh, rubbing him harder, then shifting suddenly so their cocks were together.
“Oh.” That pressure was better, the feel of Bax’s shaft alongside his stealing his breath.
“Uhn. Uh-huh.”
Together they made everything feel bigger, wilder. Better. He knew both of them were going to come soon, and Jason held on, clinging to Bax. He closed his eyes because he had to.
“I have you. Come on. Come on, Mini.”
“Bax!” He let go, shooting hard, letting Bax keep him upright.
