Charming Like Us (Like Us 7)

I eat him up. His ragged breath, his hand that returns to his head, his body that flexes up in need of more. He’s too much. My cock rouses, a firm ache contracting around me.

Yeah, I want to fuck him, even more after being inside him last night. The idea of having sex with Jack is high-tier. The actual reality shot the idea out of the fucking atmosphere.

“Oscar.” He holds my face, his chest heaving for oxygen. So I figure he needs to catch his breath. He squeezes my ass. A gruff aroused noise stirring in my lungs, and I resist jerking him off more.

What I’ve learned about Highland: he’s a mix of playful and passionate. A combo I’m starting to enjoy and need like a daily dose of Vitamin D.

He wets his lips. “You want to fuck me?”

My muscles constrict. “No doubt, Long Beach.” I kiss his jaw and then grin seeing his rising smile. “Wait here.” I climb out of the hot tub, cold biting my flesh, but I go inside to grab a condom and lube. Not like I thought he’d want to hook up so soon after his first time.

I must’ve fucked him really good.

Confetti might as well be raining down on me knowing just how much he enjoyed last night. And when I walk back outside on the side-deck, I come up on a beautiful picture.

Jack has his strong arms folded over the cedar edge, leaning forward and overlooking the teal sea. Steam skates across the water in the hot tub, cocooning him in a field of vapor.

Being a bodyguard has awarded me this trip and luxury with Jack. I’m a thankful fucker right now. That he’s in production. That he can be here with me while I’m working and he’s working.

His smile brightens on me. He’s about to spin around as I walk around the hot tub, but I say, “Don’t move. Stay like that.”

Arousal parts his lips, and his broad shoulders tighten. The tension could either be from nerves or desire. Admittedly, I have trouble gauging which.

So I ask, “You alright with that?”

He nods, and his eyes glue to my body as I easily sheath my erection with a condom and lube myself. He asks, “You’re implying that you’re about to take me from behind, right?”

“Yep.”

His nose flares, definitely desire. “Let’s go there.”

His ass is definitely adventurous. I grin at the words in my head. Heat has already bathed me before I even return to the water.

But I’m stepping back into the hot tub now, more warmth ascending my legs, my waist, my abs. I come up behind Jack, my chest melding to his toned back, and when he turns his head slightly, we catch each other’s lips in a sweltering kiss.

Muscles burning, my cock is a torturous distance from his ass, and I force myself not to take him so fucking fast.

I use the moment to tease him open with my finger. His breath hitches, breaking a kiss.

“You alright?” I ask against his lips.

He nods once. “That felt amazing.” His voice is choked like he’s already on the brink. He faces Disko Bay. He’s about to put a hand on his head, and as fucking sexy as that habit of Highland’s is, I lie my arm over his folded arms. Keeping them on the cedar edge of the hot tub.

We’re closer, braced stronger together, even more so when I edge my way carefully into Jack. His body contracts, and I hold off for a second, kissing his deltoid.

He’s breathing hard. “Can I do anything for you?” he asks.

I begin pumping my hips. “Just enjoy the ride.” I enter further, my cock disappearing inside Jack—the sensation electrifies every sensitive nerve, and he responds with a sharp pleasured noise that bows him forward. I hold him tighter to my chest.

My body takes over on instinct, doing what feels best, and I thrust in a hypnotic rhythm up against him. Inside him. Rocking causes the water to ripple. Creating waves around us, and my jaw brushes his jaw as I flex further.

Christ.

Jack groans, “Os.”

I stroke his mouth-watering erection beneath the water, and I tilt my head to try and see him better. His eyes are shut in pure euphoria. Jagged breaths emit between his parted lips, and I clench my teeth as a groan barrels through me.

Attraction is a hot torch fusing us together.

He opens his eyes onto me, and we kiss once before the pleasured sounds leave us both. I circle my hips a little, then pound his ass faster.

“Uh, fuck,” he gasps.

Shit. I slow.

He looks up out at the sea, then back at me, nodding. He’s alright. We kiss, and I return to my quickened pace. Each thrust forward, water splashes over the lip of the hot tub.

I rub him and give his balls a squeeze.