Tex (Hell's Ankhor #5) - Aiden Bates Page 0,86

control. “I don’t want to hurt you—”

“Like this.” Tex wrapped one leg around me and dug his heel into the back of my thigh insistently. “Want to see you.”

I nodded, and then tipped my forehead into the curve of his neck, pausing only to kiss the sweat-slick skin there. Then I nudged his legs apart and dragged the head of my cock against his hole.

“Fuck,” I said. I already felt unspooled, teetering on the edge. “This is gonna be a fucking embarrassing performance.”

Tex shook with a sudden quiet laugh. “I don’t care.” He wrapped his arms around me. “Just want you.”

Something tense I hadn’t even realized was there released in my chest. Because Tex was right, wasn’t he? I had nothing to prove. We were together. He wasn’t going anywhere. We had all the time in the world.

I pushed into him slowly.

My entire awareness narrowed to the sensation. It was tight—so fucking tight. Burning hot. Wet. Tex panted in my ear. Beneath me, his body was slick with sweat, his heart pounding. He was muttering encouragement, legs wrapped around me, so I kept slowly sinking in until my cock was buried inside him.

“You feel good,” I choked. “Amazing.”

He gripped my name. “Come on, honey, move.”

The pet name, said low and a little slurred like he hadn’t meant to say it, sent me reeling. I withdrew my cock just a few inches and then back in, and the motion drove a gasp from Tex’s lungs.

“Is it good?” I asked a little wildly. I wasn’t going to last, no way, but I was desperate for Tex to feel good.

I felt Tex nod. “Fucking incredible,” he groaned. “Better if you’d move.”

I pulled out slowly, so only the head of my cock was inside of him, and then thrust all the way back in. It was deep, and powerful, and the mattress shifted beneath us. I did it again, changing the angle slightly, and found that place inside Tex again.

He couldn’t arch off the bed this time, not with my weight pinning him down, but he cried out and clung to me hard. I did it again, and again, and the sensation of being inside him and feeling him lose himself in pleasure beneath me was overwhelming.

“Gonna come,” I warned Tex as my orgasm built tense and hot in my gut.

“Do it.” Tex held me impossibly closer. “Wanna feel it.”

That was really all it took—hearing him tell me he wanted it. I thrust into him hard, and deep, once, twice, three times, and then I set my teeth firmly against his shoulder and came so hard I saw fireworks behind my eyelids.

When I came to, still buried deep inside him, Tex was scrabbling at my back. “Please,” he said. “Touch me, Jazz, I’m so fucking close—”

I moved faster than I’ve ever moved after an orgasm, sliding a hand between us to grip his cock. I jerked him hard, and it only took a few strokes before Tex was coming as well, tensing hard and then releasing long, hot stripes of cum across my hand and his chest.

I pulled out with a long, low groan, and then collapsed halfway on top of him. I felt like I was floating. Like my entire body had let out a sigh of relief.

Tex looked like he felt the same. He appeared to melt into the mattress. His eyes were already closed, but from the smile on his face, he wasn’t sleeping.

I reached up and scratched my fingers through the beard along his jaw, then ran my finger down the plait.

“Don’t pull it,” Tex murmured without opening his eyes.

Of course I tugged it lightly.

“Hm. You’re in trouble.”

“Am I?” I dropped a kiss on his chest in apology. “I’ll make it up to you.”

I did so by cleaning us up with a washcloth from the bathroom, so Tex didn’t have to get up. Once I was finished, I flopped back onto the bed and settled against him. Tex kissed me slowly, almost luxuriously. Once we broke apart, he settled onto his back and pulled me onto his chest. “Hey, Jazz.”

“Hm?” I already felt sleep tugging at me, especially with the beat of Tex’s heart slow and steady in my ear.

“Love you, Jasper.”

My own heart did a cartwheel. “Love you, too.”

“Glad we figured this out,” Tex said. “No more guns to heads, though, all right?”

I muffled my laugh into his chest. “Agreed.”

He stroked his hand down my back. “Sorry it took me so long to catch up.”

I laid my cheek on