Chapter 22

Jay’s mouth finally left his, and he trailed hard kisses down his throat and over his shoulder. It felt like Jay wanted to taste all of him. The kisses were harder than he expected, his teeth occasionally scraping against his hot skin. He never deviated from his slow rhythm. Even when Nick began to push for more, Jay kept him at his mercy, his hands just strong enough to hold him in place for each measured stroke.

He settled his mouth at Jay’s ear.

“Is this your secret strategy?” he murmured. “Get me addicted to what you do so I come begging for more?”

“You’re on to me.” Jay took a deep breath. “Is it working?”

“No.” Nick gasped when a stroke brushed over his prostate. “It already did.”

“You’re not just saying that?” Jay tightened his hold. “So I won’t stop?”

He couldn’t respond right away. There were too many shocks reverberating through his body. He had to gulp several times before he found his voice again.

“No games. I won’t ever tell you anything I don’t mean, Jay.”