Page 6 of Flash and Bang

Jarrett smiled. “Hey.” He walked into the front room, lay the garment bag over a kitchen chair, and dropped his small duffel on the table. A pizza box was on the raised bar between the living room and kitchen in the small apartment. He’d only been there once before, when they’d hurriedly packed up Thayne’s gear to move into the safe house where they’d lived for nearly two months.

Thayne moved past him into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and pulled out two Coronas, holding one up. “Beer?”

Jarrett walked over and took the bottle from his hand. “Thanks. I need to wash away the scent of paper,” he drawled. He screwed off the top and took a long drink before glancing back at Thayne who stood watching.

“Paperwork sucks, huh? And here you thought the ATF badge came with lots of dynamite and car chases.”

Jarrett smirked. “Dynamite is in my blood, remember? I grew up in a damn coal mine.”

Thayne huffed a laugh, taking a sip of his beer. “I remember, country boy.”

Jarrett felt his heart squeeze as Thayne looked at him. Suddenly, the need to kiss him was asnecessary as breathing. He set down his beer and closed the distance between them. Thayne watched him prowl closer. Jarrett recognized the spark of lust in those blue eyes but also… maybe… worry? Jarrett wondered if Thayne had been pondering the same things he had during the time they’d been apart. His body reacted to Thayne’s the way it always had, hardening as he drew close. This was the way they communicated best. Thayne set down his beer and waited.

“Country boy, huh?” Jarrett smiled, reaching up to run his fingers through Thayne’s hair, feeling the softness of the dark strands. He was warm and he smelled familiar and good. Jarrett wondered why the hell he hadn’t touched him until now. He’d been back in LA a month… avoiding this amazing feeling.Ya really are stupid.He stared into Thayne’s eyes.

“I’ve missed you, Evans.” Thayne’s voice rumbled low.

Jarrett tore his gaze away from that magnetizing stare and dropped it to Thayne’s lips. They were full and pink and as he watched, they parted as Thayne licked his bottom lip. It was sexy as hell but it was also one of Thayne’s tells. Every time he was nervous, he licked his lips.Son of a bitch.

“Missed you too,” Jarrett whispered. Hekissed him. The moment their lips met, fireworks went off between them. Fuck San Diego. This was magical and exploding stars all by itself. Thayne groaned and wrapped his arms around Jarrett, bringing their bodies together as if moving puzzle pieces into a perfect fit.Theywere a perfect fit and damned if it wasn’t undeniable. It was always this way between them. Jarrett wrapped Thayne’s waist and tilted his head to the side, deepening the kiss. This felt right… like Jarrett was truly home for the first time since he’d been back. This was home.Dammit.

Thayne was the air he needed to breathe, the sustenance his body needed, and his mouth was the only drink he’d ever taken that would quench the undying thirst Jarrett possessed. He needed what only Wolfe gave him just to survive. Thayne groaned as Jarrett kissed him, running his hands up under the leather jacket he wore, sliding them over his back as he pulled him even closer. Jarrett felt Thayne’s erection against his own. He rocked against Thayne, loving the way their cocks slid against each other, ramping up the hunger coursing through his veins. He needed this. Who had he been kidding? This man, here and now, was the only thing Jarrett could ever want or need.Damn him.

Thayne was the first to break their connectionand he leaned back, staring into his face. “Pizza?”

Jarrett couldn’t help himself. He chuckled. “Bedroom.”

Thayne grinned widely. “I’d hoped you would say that.” He leaned forward and kissed Jarrett hard before letting go and taking his hand, leading him into the bedroom Jarrett had watched through windows so long ago. It seemed like a lifetime had passed since he’d perched up on the roof across the street and watched every movement Thayne made through a rifle scope for a solid week. The bedroom had a navy blue duvet cover and modern furnishings, different from the bed in the safe house where they’d fucked so many times he’d lost count. Somehow, those simple acts of fucking, sharing their bodies with each other, had changed the longer they were together. It had become more. And it was even more now. No matter how much he wanted to deny it, this was what he needed. Thayne was everything he needed.

Thayne pulled him into the room and then stopped when they were close to the bed. He turned to him and reached up, winding his arms around Jarrett’s neck and drawing him into another kiss. This time it was Jarrett who groaned. Painfully hard, he returned the kiss, harder this time, pouring hisunspoken need into it. Their tongues slid across each other, and Jarrett’s breathing hitched as he felt Thayne’s body shudder with lust. Jarrett tugged at the T-shirt Thayne wore, stepping back and tearing it over his head before moving back to him and taking his lips in another scorching kiss. Thayne became frantic, tearing at Jarrett’s jacket. Before it was even sliding to the floor, Thayne had his hands on the hem of his shirt, pulling it off and then they were halfway there. Jarrett moved in close, seeking another kiss, needing the contact of his body once more.

Jarrett reached one hand around Thayne’s neck and pulled him in for another kiss, saying nothing, just letting his actions speak for him as his other hand slid between them. He traced the taut muscles of Thayne’s abdominals downward, skipping over the surgery scar where the doctors had split his sternum to remove a bullet which had nearly taken Thayne’s life the fateful day he’d been gunned down in his friend’s auto body shop parking lot. Jarrett sucked in a breath, forcing the helplessness he’d felt when he’d nearly lost Thayne out of his mind as he tried not to think about it. Jarrett continued sliding his hands down Thayne’s smooth muscled form, letting them trace over his belly until he was halted by the jeans Thayne wore. He broke the kiss and took a half step back, focused on yanking at his belt to gethim out of the pants as efficiently as possible. He was a trained Marine after all. He could dress for battle in under two minutes including belt and boots. The buckle on Thayne’s jeans was child’s play. He smiled at his thoughts, refocused on his task and had the belt open and the zipper down in moments.Much better.

Thayne stepped close and took Jarrett’s face in both hands, forcing his attention away from his task. “Get those clothes off now or I’ll kick your ass, Jarrett.” Thayne kissed him hard as Jarrett smiled but he obediently did as he was told and went to work on his own clothes. He bent to remove his boots and then slid his cargo pants off in no time as Thayne did the same. Thayne crawled onto the bed and Jarrett watched his perfect ass, marveling at how badly he’d missed this with Thayne after months and months. The weekend they’d spent together in Georgia was spent in bed. They’d literally only come up for air a few times to eat and shower when they got too gamey but that had been four or five months ago. Jarrett had lost track.

Thayne flipped onto his back and lay invitingly on the pillows. His naked body was long and lanky, nearly as muscled as Jarrett’s and so perfectly sculpted he could have been in an art museum. It told the tale of Thayne’s life, completewith numerous scars aside from the large one on his chest but to Jarrett, he was beautiful in every way. Jarrett climbed onto the bed after him, crawling over to where Thayne lay, wanting to touch him and taste him all over. The fact was, they’d never needed or wanted foreplay before. They’d always gotten right down to the act but there was something so sensual about the way Thayne’s body looked tonight that made Jarrett want to explore him, regardless of how badly he wanted to cut to the chase.

Jarrett ran his palms up over Thayne’s legs, feeling the lean muscle beneath the dark hair on his skin. Thayne flexed the muscles as he raised his knees, planting his feet on the bed and spreading himself wide enough for Jarrett to crawl between his legs. Thayne’s gorgeous cock rose from the closely cropped hair at his groin, his balls outlined in their loose sac. Jarrett’s mouth watered and he glanced up at Thayne’s face. His jaw was set tight, his lips drawn into a thin line as he stared down the length of his body at Jarrett. Thayne gazed at him with lust-filled eyes and that perfect tongue poked out and licked over his lips.He wants this as much as I do. Jarrett smiled and lowered his head.

The first touch of Jarrett’s tongue had Thayne gasping, reaching for Jarrett’s short hair as he ran his tongue up the length of Thayne’s cock.When he got to the leaking head, he stopped, licking the drop that pearled at Thayne’s slit onto his tongue and tasting his lover for the first time. His flavor was amazing and Jarrett wondered why the hell he’d waited so long to do this. Thayne groaned and Jarrett felt his fingers curl against his scalp as Thayne tried in vain to get a grip on the short strands. Jarrett licked him again, swirling his tongue around the head of Thayne’s cock, loving the way the spongy soft skin felt on this part of his beautiful body. He glanced up at Thayne’s face as he reached for his balls, taking them in one hand while his other hand remained on Thayne’s thigh, holding him in place as he began to squirm.

“Hold still, darlin’. I’ve been waitin’ a lifetime to do this to you,” he drawled. At Thayne’s answering moan, Jarrett took the head of his cock into his mouth, sucking gently. Thayne’s taste was amazing and as he bucked his hips, Jarrett was able to swallow more of the swollen shaft into his mouth.

“Jesus, Jarrett. That feels…,” Thayne groaned.

Jarrett sucked harder, rolling Thayne’s balls in his hand, giving them just a little tug as he worked Thayne’s cock with his mouth. He felt Thayne’s passion ramping up; his lover began to slowly thrustinto his mouth, working more of his dick past Jarrett’s lips as he clutched at his hair, pushing on the back of Jarrett’s head gently, trying to force him to slide deeper onto him. Jarrett groaned as Thayne’s cock hit the back of his throat and he pulled back, sucking as he did so, loving the precome he tasted on his tongue.

“Jarrett. You keep that up and you’re going to end this way too soon. It’s been too long and I have no staying power,” Thayne gasped raggedly.

Jarrett glanced up and met Thayne’s gaze. His Bahama-blue eyes twinkled with lust in the near darkness of the room and his mouth was open ever so slightly as he panted and groaned. Just watching him was better than any porn Jarrett had ever seen. The man was fantastic, a delicious dark-haired god… all rippling muscle and skin that glistened with perspiration as he tried desperately to fend off the orgasm that was threatening. Jarrett knew the signs but as much as he wanted them to come together this first time back, what he needed more than anything was to taste Thayne’s come in his mouth. His mouth watered for it and he hadn’t known how much he needed it until that very second. All the months of separation were finally over. This was real. This man, this act, and nothing else.

Thayne groaned as Jarrett sucked harder, thrusting his hips a little more. More of his cock sank into Jarrett’s mouth and Jarrett sucked harder. Thayne flexed his fingers against Jarrett’s scalp and the feeling of his hair getting pulled sent more shockwaves to his own cock. He looked up at Thayne’s face again, noting the expression of pure lust painted all over it.

“Oh, God, Jarrett!” Thayne’s words sounded like a warning.

Jarrett looked up as Thayne bucked his hips, forcing his cock deeply again. Thayne’s jaw was tight; he was gritting his teeth. Jarrett rolled his balls and sucked harder, sliding up to the head and then back down the slick shaft almost until his nose was buried in the soft hairs at the base. He met Thayne’s eyes again and nodded. Thayne groaned, staring hard at him.

“You want that?” he gasped. “Oh, God…”