Chapter 149

Jay did, giving and receiving. What fell from Dean’s mouth now sounded like pain. Jay’s stomach tightened, every muscle taut, quivering. One word and Dean would spin him, thrust into him, lost in the mindless rush to climax. Not what Jay wanted. He laid a hand on the big man’s chest, holding Dean in place as if he’d tied Dean there. Once had, but not this time. The only thing making Dean lie on his back were his feelings for Jay. Their feelings for each other, shared. Always. Together.

Still Dean’s hands forced Jay to movement, not that he was of a mind to resist. Their bodies slapped, hips snapped. His cock, lonely until this moment, spasmed the moment Jay took a grip. Dean growled, arching up, filling Jay’s body as Jay jerked his way to orgasm. At the last, a hand covered his, a fraction before his whole being shattered. Someone yelled, and Jay, deaf to everything but the blood thundering in his veins, couldn’t tell which of them shouted, or whether they both bellowed.