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  “Eh! Ford!”

  “Yeah?”

  “You have a visitor.”

  Gabe arched a brow and glanced over at Malik before making his way from the cubicles and out into the main entrance. There was no mistaking the towering frame of Jason Tomlinson decked out in blue jeans that hugged Jason’s thighs perfectly. Gabe couldn’t help smiling.

  “Hey,” Gabe said.

  “Hey yourself,” Jason replied. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were avoiding me.”

  “No—it’s just been a little busy and you’ve been gone.”

  “Is there somewhere we could talk?”

  Oh, shit. Here it comes. “Um—yeah sure.” Gabe said.

  He led Jason into a nearby office that had been recently vacated by a retiring detective, and closed the door.

  Before turning to face Jason, Gabe inhaled deeply. “What did you want to talk about?”

  Jason stepped in close but didn’t touch him. “Damn, you’re so sexy in that uniform.” He muttered.

  “I’m sure that’s not what you had in mind.” Gabe tried hard to focus.

  “It wasn’t, but I can’t breathe right now.”

  “Maybe you require mouth-to-mouth.”

  “Maybe you’re right.” Jason sucked Gabe’s protests into his own mouth, swallowing them by kissing Gabe hard and rough. When the kiss ended, Jason’s amazing eyes were hot and stormy. “What I came here for was to invite you out—it’s my turn to treat you.”

  “Oh?”

  “Yeah.” Jason dragged his palms up Gabe’s arms, making him tremble. Gabe leaned heavily into the door and met Jason’s eyes. He could stare into those orbs forever and not get bored. “I can suggest a romantic, home-cooked meal.”

  Gabe looked away.

  “I promise I’m not a serial killer.” Jason bowed his head to nibble at the expose patch of Gabe’s neck. “You can even tell Malik where you’ll be. I want to be alone with you, Gabe.”

  “Why do I get the feeling….” He tried to get his brain to keep up. “Being alone with you will keep me in a constant daze.”

  “I won’t do anything you don’t want. This, right now, can only continue if you allow it.” He nipped at Gabe’s ear.

  “I can’t think when you do these things to me.”

  “Then we should stop. I need you to have a clear head when you hit the streets today.” Jason gave Gabe a chaste kiss, then backed up as promised. “Can I see you tonight, or do you have to be in tomorrow?”

  “I have to be in tomorrow.” Gabe reached for Jason and pulled him back in for another searing kiss that curled Gabe’s toes. “But I still want to see you tonight.”

  “I’m growing on you, aren’t I?”

  Gabe laughed. “We’ll discuss this tonight.”

  “Well, you have my address. Dinner will be ready at seven? Is that good?”

  “Perfect.”

  Jason dropped a kiss to Gabe’s lips and stepped away. Jason exited and Gabe was left in the office, aroused and shaking.

  “You all right, bro?”

  Gabe glanced back to see Malik had entered the space. “I think I’m about to orgasm.”

  “You need a moment?”

  “Yes please.”

  Chapter Five

  GROCERY SHOPPING with Molly was interesting. Jason wanted to keep things simple—a garden salad with baked chicken on the side—and perhaps homemade apple pie for dessert. Molly wanted something a lot more complicated.

  “Honestly, my brain can’t wrap itself around all that,” Jason admitted. “I’ll make that another time.”

  “Like when? You need to impress him now.”

  “Maybe when he’s meeting my dad.”

  “Meeting Tomlinson Senior? You’ve never done that before—well, except with Patrick.”

  “I know. It’s my way of saying I’ll never make it.”

  Molly frowned. “Ass. I thought you felt something for this guy.”

  “I do. But it’s so new, I don’t want to put too much thought into it, you know? For now, I want to see where things go.”

  In the end, he bought all he needed for his own menu, including beer, a couple bottles of wine, ice cream, and juice.

  “So tell me about him,” Molly said.

  “He’s a cop.” Jason accepted a wrapped parcel of chicken breasts and dropped it in the sink. “Gorgeous—black hair, stark brown eyes—amazing body. He’s smart too, and kind. I really don’t want to put all myself into this, and then he turns into another Patrick.”

  “Have you told him that?”

  “No. But I did tell him about Patrick.”

  “Well, maybe not tonight since it’s your second date—but at some point, you might want to have that talk about your intentions—before I forget. Did you remember to grab me the keys I wanted?”

  Jason knew she was right, but he said nothing. Instead they finished packing the groceries away. “Yeah.” Jason gave her the keys, and she was on her way. He soaked the chicken breasts in a lemon and water mixture, then sprinkled them lightly with salt and ground pepper. His next order of business was to set the wine to cool, stick the beer in the fridge, then prep the pie.

  At about six thirty, the pie was finished and cooling on the island. Proud of his handiwork, Jason turned on the counter grill and allowed it to heat up while washing some baby potatoes. When it was ready, he set the meat on one side, the potatoes on the other, and closed it. Jason set the timer before darting into the bathroom for a quick shower.

  This time, Gabe was punctual, and Jason managed to wrap a towel around his hips to let Gabe into the condo. When he turned to walk away, Gabe caught his arm while spinning him around. Face-to-face, Gabe moved in close, gripped the towel, and pulled it from Jason’s body.

  “I don’t know how you expect me to resist you.” Gabe’s voice was breathy. “Tell me you don’t want this. Tell me we have to wait to get to know each other better. Tell me….”

  “Then I’d be lying because I don’t care very much for the timing, and I’ve wanted this since the moment I laid eyes on you. But if you know you’ll regret this, you should stop right now. We can eat dinner, talk, and you go home with your honor intact.”

  By this time, Gabe was undoing the buttons on his shirt and closing the distance between them.

  “Gabe….”

  Gabe merely finished with his shirt and pushed the flaps open. Unable to stop himself, Jason stepped forward. He rested his palms against Gabe’s hips and kissed him. He allowed himself to fall into the kiss, to enjoy the sweetness of it. Gabe moaned, and Jason took that as a sign to deepen the kiss. He eased Gabe into the door, and shifted his head to get the perfect position. Jason sighed, lifted his mouth to breathe before taking Gabe’s mouth again.

  The passion became too much, and he backed away. Gabe leaned in, and Jason lifted tender hands and pressed the palms to the warm hardness of Gabe’s bare chest. He pushed outward, easing the shirt apart. Jason took great pleasure in watching Gabe’s flesh come bare before his eyes. He bowed his head to kiss at Gabe’s neck, trailing his lips up Gabe’s body.

  Gabe sighed. “This feels so good,” he whispered.

  Slowly, Jason dragged his palms down Gabe’s back then to his hips. He licked at Gabe’s neck, nipping at the flesh, sucking, biting. It was hard to stay in control. There was something overly sexy about the way Gabe moved against him, the sounds he made. Jason backed up, taking Gabe with him. They didn’t make it to the bedroom. He tumbled backward onto the couch. The control quickly switched from him to Gabe. On the bottom, he looked up into Gabe’s eyes and relaxed into the sofa, allowing Gabe to do what his body told him.

  Gabe caressed down Jason’s body, stopping to pinch at his nipples. Jason bit into his bottom lip and moaned his approval.

  “Harder,” Jason sighed. “Mmm, baby, yes!” He arched upward, giving Gabe more and more access to his body until Gabe was stroking his cock. Jason hadn’t even realized when Gabe had moved back and was standing on the
floor between Jason’s legs.

  “I don’t know how you like it,” Gabe whispered. “Are you PG?”

  “Fuck that,” Jason said. “I want it as raw and as dirty as you can give it to me.”

  Gabe smirked and slipped to his knees to lick the head of Jason’s dick. Jason moaned and reached for the back of Gabe’s head to move his mouth where he wanted it. Instead of complying, Gabe pushed his hand away before pulling Jason’s hardness as deep into the back of his throat as possible.

  “Shit!” Jason gasped. “How did you—mmm.”

  Any control he had before was gone. He had to close his eyes to keep what was left of his sanity. Gabe was good—he knew precisely how hard to suck at the head while fondling Jason’s balls. Jason dug the nails of one hand into the back of the sofa and dragged the others through his hair. He rolled his hips forward and was rewarded with Gabe gagging but not pulling back. Gabe took Jason’s width to the back of his throat repeatedly until Jason knew if he didn’t get away, he’d explode.

  “You’re gonna—Gabe, you’re….”

  Gabe released him and reached for his own zipper and button to his pants. He stripped down to nothing and bent over the coffee table, his delectable ass in the air.

  “You’re going to give me a heart attack,” Jason whispered. “Tell me what you want.”

  “I don’t….”

  “I’m not your ex, Gabe. Tell me what you want—claim the things that give you pleasure.”

  Gabe licked his lips while staring at Jason over his shoulder. “Spank me?” Gabe asked. “Mark me. Make those cheeks red.”

  Jason moaned as he shifted to sit with his feet on the floor. “Okay, baby. Come here.”

  Soon, he had Gabe over his knees and caressing his ass, feeling the soft, blond hairs tickle his palm. With one hand at Gabe’s shoulders, Jason allowed his other to rise and fall against the perfect bubble of his ass.

  “Mmm.” Gabe moaned.

  Slap!

  “Yes!” Gabe sighed.

  Slap!

  “More.”

  Slap!

  Precum from Gabe’s cock dripped down Jason’s thigh and rolled down the outside of his leg. “You bad boy,” Jason goaded. He hardened even more at his palm print against Gabe’s flesh. “I’m spanking your ass red, and you’re running like a fountain.”

  “Finger me.”

  Jason sucked his middle finger wet, then gave Gabe what he wanted. Gabe was tight around his finger, making Jason moan. He ached to bury his dick as deeply into that tight channel as he could get it.

  “That table by your head has a drawer.” Jason worked the finger in and out, making Gabe whimper. “Open it and take out a condom and lube. I need to get you ready to take my cock.”

  GABE COULD barely think straight. Each time he thought he was lucid to do what Jason wanted, that large finger delved into his hole, making his toes curl. He chewed on his bottom lip and forced himself to focus. Soon, he was able to pull out the provisions he needed to get fucked. When he handed them to Jason, the sexy beast of a man placed them on the middle of Gabe’s back.

  “Stand up,” Jason demanded softly, withdrawing his finger and picking up the condom and lube from Gabe’s back.

  Gabe did as he was told. Jason had his finger in his mouth, lashing it with his tongue. Jason’s blond hair had fallen over his eye. Gabe almost climaxed.

  In that moment Jason was so beautiful, Gabe held his breath. But he wanted to see Jason’s eyes as the flames flickered in them. With a sigh, he pushed Jason’s hair back, then stroked himself while Jason slid the condom on and lathered the outside with lube.

  “You’re delicious, Gabe. I think you should hike that ass in the air so I can stick my tongue in it.”

  “Damn, you’re so dirty.”

  “This was what you wanted, right?”

  “Mhm.”

  “Then don’t make me ask you again.”

  Whimpering, Gabe assumed the position and was rewarded with a skillful tongue flicking over his very hungry hole. Bracing his forehead against the glass of the table, he tried keeping his cries of pleasure inside. He attempted to behave, to remember what his ex had said about wanton lovers. But all that melted away—a memory further than distant—and was almost over the edge when Jason lifted his head.

  “Jason!” Gabe cried. “Give it to me hard.”

  “I tell you what.”

  Gabe looked back to see Jason was lounging on the sofa, legs apart and long fingers stroking his cock.

  “Come here, Gabe—come take a seat.”

  Smiling, Gabe did as he was told. He aimed Jason’s large dick for his entrance, then eased back. His mouth fell open, but no sound came out. All he could do was breathe as best he could, taking the girth inside him as much as possible. He lifted his frame, took a breath, and tried again. This time he didn’t stop until he was sitting on Jason’s lap, facing away.

  “Damn, you took it all.” Jason exhaled, then growled. “All of it.”

  In reply, Gabe rode his lover. He twisted his hips, delirious with the fire having Jason inside him caused. There was never a time when he’d felt so full, so complete, so sexy. He touched himself for Jason, pinching his own nipples, jerking off, screaming his pleasure for everyone to hear. He was being taken, and Gabe didn’t care who heard.

  It became too much. The buildup threatened to drive him mad. Suddenly, all he could do was lie back into Jason’s chest and allow Jason’s hands to roam his body. Jason’s rapid, hot breath against his skin only served to push his ardor higher, and soon his cock was erupting. Gabe couldn’t control it. He knew, deep down, he was making a mess, but nothing he did gave him the power to stop it.

  “Shit!” Gabe cried. He ground his hips down, keeping Jason deep while swirling his hips. “Fuck!”

  “I’m gonna come, Gabe. You’re gonna make me!”

  But Gabe didn’t have the strength to get up. All he could do was melt to the side before gripping both Jason’s nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and pinching. Their gazes met, and Jason roared for him. He came in the condom, his body arched upward as he panted and drove his hips up and down as if he was still fucking Gabe.

  “Oh fuck!” Jason whispered. “Twist them, please. Please….”

  Gabe did as Jason pleaded, and Jason’s eyes rolled back. Smiling, Gabe eased upward to kneel astride Jason’s thighs and kissed him. He soothed his lover along with himself with their tongues swirling about each other’s.

  For an eternity they remained like that. Long after there was an alarm in the kitchen, neither of them moved. Gabe wasn’t sure how long that was, but the night had gotten deeper outside the window. When they finally moved, it was because Gabe needed to use the bathroom. He gathered the used condom and took it with him. After flushing it, he used the facilities, then took a quick shower. He figured Jason wouldn’t mind. When he returned, his clothes were folded and sitting on the sofa, his cum had been cleaned up, and Jason was nowhere to be found.

  Gabe took a moment to get dressed, then hurried into the open-concept kitchen and stood at the island, watching Jason.

  “No regrets?” Jason asked, turning to set a beer in front of Gabe.

  “None whatsoever,” Gabe said. “Cheers.”

  Jason smiled and leaned in for a kiss. “Good. I’m glad. So, did you enjoy that enough to do it again?”

  “After you feed me, we’ll explore our options.” Gabe lifted the beer to his lips to hide his smirk.

  “I love the way you think,” Jason admitted.

  Gabe helped Jason set up the island for dinner. But the moment they were sitting down to eat, Gabe’s phone rang. “I’m sorry,” he said, irritated. “It could be the station.”

  “I don’t mind.”

  “Thank you. Hello?”

  “Hey, baby brother!”

  “Tanner!” Gabe cheered. “How are you? How’s Korea?”

  “Your brother?” Jason mouthed.

  Gabe nodded.

  “It’s diffe
rent. I wanted to see how you were holding up,” Tanner James Ford said. “I know it’s been a while since we’ve been this far away from each other.”

  “I’m okay. Actually, I’m on a date right now.”

  “Damn! I leave and you become social?” Tanner asked. “What’s up with that?”

  “You’re an ass.”

  Tanner laughed. “So? Is he sexy?”

  Before Gabe could answer, he glanced over at Jason. That proved to be a mistake because Jason was busy sliding a pickle in and out of his mouth. Jason winked.

  Gabe moaned.

  “You okay?” Tanner asked.

  “I’m—good.”

  “I’ll call you later,” Tanner said. “So you can enjoy your date.”

  “When will I talk to you again?” Gabe asked.

  “I’m not sure.”

  “Then talk to me, tell me everything.”

  Jason picked up Gabe’s empty beer bottle and replaced it with a fresh one. When Gabe mouthed he was driving home, Jason merely smirked and whispered, “You’re spending the night.”

  When the talk with Tanner was over, they went back to their dinner. Gabe flirted with Jason and enjoyed the conversation and the laughter that came with being around Jason. He could see himself with this man, growing something strong and worthy with him, and that terrified Gabe. Between stolen kisses and feeding each other fruits, to enjoying the homemade apple pie, all of it was new to Gabe.

  One stolen kiss led to another, and soon they were stumbling down the corridor, tearing at each other’s clothes and gasping for air. When they tumbled to the bed, Jason pushed Gabe to his back and knelt over him. Gabe couldn’t believe how gorgeous Jason was then. He towered over Gabe like Thor rising. Gabe caressed Jason’s body, trailing the tips of his fingers over every muscle, then up over his tattoos.

  “Again?” Gabe asked.

  “Yes, please,” Jason replied.

  Chapter Six