Page 10 of Double Play
Even though the whole time I’m inside someone, I’m thinking about him.
And I’m tired of it.
Because all I want is him.
“Dre,” I whisper, pushing back against his chest, needing more.
“¿Qué necesitas, mi sol?” He leaves a trail of wet kisses down my neck, his hands roughly tugging at my belt, popping the button, and dragging down the zipper.
I’ll never get over the feeling that spreads through my chest and stomach when he calls me his sunshine. That’s all I ever want to be.
His.
I groan as he palms my cock over my boxer briefs. “Please… kiss me.”
Begging now, are we, Jackson?
Fuck yes.
I’ll beg on my knees for him. As much as Andres and I pretend this is a friends-with-benefits situation, I know deep down that I want more.
That he wants more.
FOUR
ANDRES
“You.”Kiss.“Silly.”Kiss.“Fucking.”Kiss.“Man.”
I pull him away from the wall and push him toward the dark hallway.
“Dre… what are you?—”
We enter the bedroom and head straight for the shower.
“Undress and get in.”
“I don’t understand what’s happening right now,” he whispers, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it aside while I get the water running.
Emotions are running high between us, and I’m trying to calm myself down, but the scene at Layla’s apartment keeps replaying in my head.
I spin around and pin him against the wall, with his pants and underwear around his ankles. “What’s happening is I’m getting you in the shower and washing away the scent ofheroff both of us. If you’re going to smell like anyone, it’s gonna be me.”
Jackson’s lip trembles, and I’m hit with a sinking feeling. I don’t want him scared. I lean in and kiss him, trying to calm his nerves.
“Get in the shower, baby,” I whisper softly in his ear. His shoulders relax, and he begins to move toward the huge, black-tiled shower when I realize his pump is in his hand. “Wait.”
He pauses and I grab the device, hitting the home screen and seeing he only has two units left. His blood sugar is great so I stop the insulin and instead of detaching it, I take the site out completely and put the pump and tubing on the vanity.
“Now you can get in.”
Inside, I waste no time in washing myself and then him. I take my time with Jackson, showing his body the appreciation it deserves. I know he has some issues with how he sees himself and all I want to do is tell him how beautiful he is.
“Eres el hombre más hermoso que he visto. Amo cada centímetro de ti,”I say, lips pressed to his ear.
Jackson’s face softens, like he can’t believe that I’d love every single part of him. “Dre, you don’t have to…” His words stop when my mouth is at his neck, leaving soft kisses as I work my way down and across his shoulder. The spray from the water hits both of us and I feel his body melt into mine.
“I know I don’t have to do anything. I choose to do the things I do, Jackson. Like make you the most important person in my life.” I turn him around, now face-to-face with the man I’m hopelessly in love with.
