Infuriating - Onley James Page 0,67

might not see it, but I do. You’re smart and funny and fierce, and I need you in my life, Day, just as you are. I’ll do whatever is necessary to protect you and keep you forever. I mean it.” Jackson suddenly pulled free of Day’s body. “Roll over. I want to look at you.”

Day hesitated, wiping at his cheeks before doing as Jackson asked. He caught Day’s leg with his arm before slipping back inside. Jackson’s tempo quickened, and the slow rolls of his hips became hard thrusts as he captured Day’s mouth, his tongue moving in time with his cock.

When the kiss ended, Day stayed as he was, their lips almost touching, both of them panting hard, Day thrusting down each time Jackson drove upwards until each motion caused Day to moan Jackson’s name, begging him for more, even though there was really nothing more he needed from him. It was all just too much. He’d never imagined this level of intimacy with another human being. He’d never thought there’d ever be a single soul who looked at him and saw anything worth looking at.

Day held Jackson’s face in his hands, their foreheads pressed together, lips pressed together, his cock trapped between their bodies, rubbing against their sweat-slicked bellies, as warmth began to pool low in his belly. “I’m close, Jackson.”

Jackson growled at the sound of his name on Day’s lips. “You can come, baby. I wanna feel it. Come for me.”

Day moaned low and long as his second orgasm hit him, his whole body shivering as he came between them. Day dropped his head to rest on Jackson’s arm, too blissed out to help Jackson find his pleasure. But Jackson didn’t need help. He gripped Day’s hips, driving his cock deep three more times, before he was shouting, his hips grinding against Day, emptying himself inside for the second time in as many hours in a way that made him feel claimed...even loved.

Neither of them made any attempt to move; Jackson stayed buried in Day, even soft. Day pressed kisses into Jackson’s chest, his eyes drifting shut as sleep began to overtake him. Jackson cuddled Day close, and even though they were sweaty and sticky and covered with drying cum, Day wanted to stay just as he was, safe in Jackson’s arms.

“I know you don’t believe me, Day, but I love you just as you are.”

Jackson’s words were so quiet, Day almost thought he imagined them. He burrowed closer. “I don’t know how to trust that, not after two weeks. Maybe not even after two years. You just have to give me time, Jackson. If you love me like you say you do, you’ll give me time to see that you can love me no matter how bad I get.”

“I’m a patient man, Day. I’ll wait forever, as long as you’re here with me.”

“Your mom was right. You really are a romantic.”

Jackson kissed Day’s forehead as he drifted off to sleep.

“I got some info on your guy,” Webster said by way of greeting.

Jackson dug his palm into his eye, grunting in response, his phone tucked between his face and his shoulder. Day was sound asleep on top of Jackson’s chest, head tucked right up under his chin and hands tucked under Jackson’s back. They’d stayed up late and then fallen asleep on the couch and Jackson was feeling it.

“You know it’s, like, eleven in the morning…right, boss?” Webster asked, tone chipper.

“You know I can fire you and hire five guys just like you for the cost of your salary…right, employee?” Jackson grumbled.

Webster snickered. “But would they be as pretty as me? I think not.”

Jackson wasn’t in the mood to play games. “Just tell me what you got before I do fire you, pretty boy.”

Day stirred at Jackson’s slightly elevated voice, wiggling his naked little body against Jackson in a way that he definitely wasn’t mad about. “Who are you calling pretty boy when I’m right here naked, hard, and horny?” Day pouted, voice sleep soaked.

“Hush,” Jackson said before adding, “You know I think you’re the prettiest boy.”

“Uh, should I call you back, boss? Sounds like your pro-bono client has some additional duties for you to attend to.”

“Webster…” Jackson said, his voice a warning.

“You tell him, Daddy,” Day grumbled, stretching his limbs with an audible groan before snuggling deeper into Jackson with a sigh that puffed into his face, his morning breath making Jackson grimace, then smile. Day didn’t seem in any hurry to wake up, and if