Page 40 of Flash and Bang
Jarrett was pretty sure he knew what his partner was thinking. He grinned at him. “I was just thinkin’ about all the things I’m gonna do to ya when we get back to your place.”
Thayne sent him a teasing grin and winked. “Who invited you back to my place?”
“We only got one car.” Jarrett smirked. “That makes it inevitable.” He reached down and adjusted his pants.
“I’m not gonna argue with that. Besides, I need to check over your body to make damned sure the doctors didn’t miss any hidden injuries.”
“Way to think ahead.” Jarrett grinned and looked across the restaurant. When he saw their waitress, he made a scribbling motion on his hand, asking for the check. He was so damned horny, he needed to get Thayne naked and alone now.
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Jarrett had to hand it to Thayne, he knew how to drive when he was motivated, and he appeared to be very anxious to get Jarrett home to make sure the doctor didn’t miss anything. Jarrett had been forced to pop another couple Tylenol while Thayne drove but by the time they made it to his apartment in the Valley, his headache had almost disappeared. He was grateful that was the only injury he’d received. He certainly didn’t want anything to get in the way of jumping his handsome lover as soon as he had him alone.
The minute they entered the apartment, Thayne whirled and pushed Jarrett back against the door. Jarrett’s head thumped against the hard surface and Thayne backed off instantly, frowning as Jarrett winced. “Shit. I’m sorry, Jarrett.”
Jarrett recovered quickly and stepped forward, sliding his hands inside Thayne’s jacket as he brought their bodies into contact. “It’s okay, been anxious to do that myself.” He lowered his mouth and began kissing Thayne as the heat of his bodyseeped in. His lips tasted like the Chinese food they’d eaten and Thayne’s masculine scent filled his senses. He’d desperately missed kissing him and he wasn’t going to let a little headache alter his plans for Thayne. He wanted his lover badly. Thayne groaned into his mouth, playing with Jarrett’s tongue as he kissed him back with a hunger Jarrett always adored.
Jarrett loved it when Thayne got really worked up. He was aggressive and sexy and hotter than hell when he was like this, and all Jarrett could think of was getting him naked so that he could taste every last millimeter of skin under the charcoal-gray suit he wore. Jarrett ran his hands up Thayne’s back, but when his shoulder holster got in his way he broke the kiss and stepped back, pulling at Thayne’s coat, trying to push it off his shoulders so he could get to all that tanned skin and firm body.
“Get this off now,” he growled.
Thayne smirked and grabbed Jarrett’s hand, pulling him toward the bedroom where they could be comfortable. Jarrett was totally on board with that. Fucking on the bed was high on Jarrett’s to-do list at the moment. They walked into the bedroom and Jarrett undressed, watching Thayne as he did the same, loving every inch of skin that was revealed as his lover sat on the bed to remove his shoes and socksand then proceeded to take off the rest, leaving his shoulder holster and gun on the dresser beside Jarrett’s. When they were both naked, Thayne stalked over to him. He wrapped Jarrett in his arms and spun him in a half circle, pushing him back onto the bed and climbing over him. Jarrett couldn’t help but laugh as his body was blanketed by Thayne. He was worked up and aggressive, eating at his lips, grinding his hard erection down on his. Even though Jarrett had a couple of inches on Thayne, Thayne’s shoulders were just as broad, his legs nearly as long, and his body just as muscled. Jarrett loved the masculinity of the man and lying beneath him was an incredible feeling. By the time Thayne raised his head, he was panting and his lips were puffy and sexy as hell.
“Scoot back, Jarrett. Raise your hands and lay yourself out for me,” Thayne ground out. His voice was low and raspy, choked with emotion.
Jarrett did as he requested. He was becoming more versatile in bed, though he topped usually. He loved fucking Thayne but since they’d been back together, he hadn’t been on the bottom and he wanted it badly… probably more than he should. He pushed away all the reasons why that was, because if he let himself think about it, he knew it was going to drive him crazy. For now, he just wanted Thayne so bad, he couldn’t stand it.
Thayne crawled over to the bed table and yanked open a drawer, pulling out a handful of condoms and a bottle of lube.
Jarrett laughed when he saw several condoms land on the bed. “Someone’s planning a long night.”
“Fuck yeah. It’s been way too long,” Thayne said. His voice was still overly deep. “Can’t wait to fuck that sweet ass of yours, Jarrett.”
Thayne reached for Jarrett’s cock as Jarrett reached up and grabbed the headboard and widened his legs. Thayne gave him several pumps with a tight grip, and Jarrett groaned as Thayne reached up and pinched each nipple, paying special attention to them. Thayne’s fingers just made Jarrett even more excited. Thayne was on a mission to drive him insane tonight, of that Jarrett was absolutely sure. He had him writhing on the bed before long, but when Thayne’s gaze locked with his and he lowered his face between Jarrett’s legs, he nearly came off the bed. Jarrett gripped the headboard as he looked down the length of his body. Thayne was running his tongue over his balls, and teasing him with sharp flicks of his tongue that made Jarrett squirm even more. Thayne grabbed both hips and held him down as the torture continued, taking each of his balls into his mouthand giving them a damned thorough tongue bath.
It didn’t take long before Jarrett was gasping for air. Thayne licked up the length of Jarrett’s cock and stopped right at the slit to taste a drop of precome there. He smiled wickedly at Jarrett and then slid his mouth over the head of his cock. The second he did, Jarrett groaned in ecstasy. Thayne had never done this to him before and the sight of his cock disappearing between those sinful lips was probably the most amazing sight Jarrett had ever seen. He let go of the headboard with one hand and reached down, winding his fingers into Thayne’s black hair, cupping the back of his head to hold it at his groin, right where he wanted it as Thayne slowly sucked him off. He slid on and off his cock, making it a slow ride as the pressure to climax built nearly to an unstoppable conclusion.
Thayne was damned talented with his tongue, humming as he gave Jarrett the blowjob of the century. He’d not done this to Jarrett before because they’d skipped over it to get to the fucking but this… this was just sublime. Just the sight of Thayne’s gorgeous dark head bobbing up and down as he sucked him, made Jarrett crazy with lust.
“God, Thayne! You gotta stop,” he gasped. “This is gonna be over way too soon if ya keep thatup.”
Thayne smiled around his cock again and gave him an answering suck as he sank down onto Jarrett’s dick, taking as much of it into his mouth as he possibly could. When his nose pressed into the light fur of his belly and he felt the head of his cock bump against the back of Thayne’s throat, Jarrett knew there was going to be nothing he could do to stop the inevitable. Thayne looked up at him and hummed, nodding, and Jarrett’s hand tightened in his lover’s hair, knowing it was now or never.
“You’re gonna get a mouthful, Thayne,” he said through gritted teeth.
Thayne’s answer was a tight draw on his cock and a quick slide on and off as he continued to hum, the vibrations just adding to the stimulus.
“Jesus Christ!” Jarrett screamed as he pulsed hard and came, his entire body convulsing as he emptied himself into Thayne’s mouth.
Thayne closed his eyes and sucked, seeming to love what Jarrett was giving him. Watching Thayne’s throat muscles as he swallowed Jarrett’s load was one of the most erotic sights Jarrett had ever seen in his entire life.
When his body finally finished shudderingunder Thayne’s attentions, he released his hold on Thayne’s hair and the headboard. He threw his arms out and panted, gasping in mouthfuls of air as his body tried to recover from his mind-blowing orgasm. When he could finally think again, he looked down and met Thayne’s gaze. He was smiling, looking up at him as he gently lapped at the slit of his cock. Jarrett’s body shuddered violently when it became overly sensitive and he reached for Thayne.
“Come on, darlin’. Come up here.” Jarrett’s voice was thick and graveled with the aftermath of his orgasm and the lust for his lover that still pounded through his veins. His chest still heaved as he gasped in breaths as Thayne pulled off him and crawled up the bed, laying his body down over him. Thayne framed his face with both hands and Jarrett gazed up into the eyes he loved, looking deep into his lover’s soul. Thayne was the brave man who’d captured his heart and given him hope and a reason to live again.
No one knew why Jarrett did the insane things he did, not even him. He could chalk it up to a million and one reasons, starting with the rejection from his family when he’d come out to them after his mother’s death. Walking out of the family home in West Virginia and leaving his younger brothers Elijah, Steel, Jase, and his father, had been the hardest thing Jarrett had ever done. Or he couldchalk it up to the way he lived his life, after leaving his unit where he’d found a new brotherhood only to lose them too when he’d been tasked with being a sniper. He’d been assured the job would suit him and the higher-ups had exploited his rifle skills, flattering him by telling him over and over again how impressed they were every time he learned a new language or killed a particularly evil bad guy. They’d honed him into the most lethal killing machine known to man, and Jarrett had found solace in it for a while.
But the loneliness that stole over him every time he had to leave civilization and go out to hunt had eventually nearly driven him nuts. Some would have said Jarrett, like many Marines, was crazy to begin with, but Jarrett had earned every bit of the moniker; he’d carried it proudly for a very long time. Hell, he still played at being sane every day. When it got to be too much for him, and his final tour had been up, he’d left the Corps and never looked back. The incident in Gaza City had taken part of his soul by the time Jarrett left the Marines.