Chapter 43

“Want you,” Jameson panted out and groaned loudly. “Could come right now.”

Avery went still, and when he lifted his head, his eyes were serious. “Don’t you dare.”

Jameson shook his head, and the action pushed the pillow aside. His head landed on the mattress, and he arched and stretched his entire body out. “Won’t. I won’t. Just…Avery.”

“I have you, sweetheart. I’m going to take care of you.”

Sweetheart. Jameson almost swooned. That was so much better than Jamie.

Avery moved, and Jameson tried to hold on to him, but he was too fast. When Jameson saw Avery pick up the lube, he relaxed and let his knees fall open. The pop of the cap made him shiver, and he draped an arm over his eyes and tried to breathe.

“You okay?”

Jameson nodded. “I’m gonna come if I think too hard.”