Unbreakable Stories: Snow (Unbreakable Bonds 2.5)

He stood in the master bedroom, gazing out of a huge, picture window that offered a view of the Ohio River and a sweeping view up Mount Adams. He looked back at Jude. “This is it.”

Jude leaned against the wall, hands in the pockets of his shorts. “I know.”

“It’s out of the price range you set,” Snow teased, still hating that Jude discounted what he could bring to the purchase of their home.

“Out,” Jude said to the builder’s real estate agent who’d been hovering by the door.

“I’ll just go, er, discuss something with Miss Sparks,” he muttered as he scrambled.

Desire unfurled inside Snow because he fucking loved when this easy-going, caring man turned dominant.

Jude slid his hands out of the pockets of his khaki shorts as he walked to Snow. “General, I don’t give a shit that you make more than me, but yes, I tried to find something fair. Until I saw this place.” He took Snow’s hand, threading their fingers together. “I saw this place and I saw you. And I saw me here with you. We’re going to make a home here, you and me. Our family.”

The heat that flooded his body made Snow want to rip all of Jude’s clothes off, but instead he narrowed his eyes and pulled him into the bathroom. He walked him into the unfinished shower that didn’t even have a door and pressed him to the wall. Black eyes met his as Jude snaked a hand around his waist and dug fingers in hard. He pulled their bodies together.

It was sweltering in here without air conditioning, the smell of dust and drywall strong, and he didn’t care. Snow closed his eyes as he rested against the man who had taken such a huge place in his heart. He felt the hardness of his muscles, smelled the faint sweat of his body, leaned in to nuzzle the prickly yet soft beard on his chin.

He wished they lived here now. Wished they were starting their life together as a family here. Snow had a family, but this would be a haven for him and for Jude, and he wanted that more than he’d wanted anything in his life. He slid his hands down Jude’s sides then back up to his chest, feeling the hot skin under the casual clothes, the hair that drove him crazy. “How long before you think that stupid real estate agent comes back to find us?”

“Not long.” Jude kissed his jaw, tilted his head back to kiss his throat. “Judith knows how long we can take to look around—she’ll wait downstairs. But this guy’s eager. Young. Hungry.”

“Guess he’s going to get a lesson if he shows up in the next few minutes.”

Jude grinned against his throat. “I suppose we should get out of this shower and find him.”

“Fuck him.” Snow growled and latched onto Jude’s throat. “Next time I have you in this spot, it will be finished and hot water will be pouring all over your body and I’m going to take you up against this wall.”

“I may take you up against it.”

“Works for me, too,” Snow murmured. He licked along that corded muscle in Jude’s neck, tasting salt from his sweat, feeling the hum of love bathing every move they made. “You were right. This is the house.”

“There are some things I just know, General. Just like I knew what you could be to me from the beginning. I go after what I want.”

“Dominant fucker.”

“You love it.”

Snow didn’t care if the real estate agent came back too soon or if Snow melted into a puddle of sweat at Jude’s feet. He dropped to his knees.

“Seriously?” Jude hissed. “He could walk in any second.”

“Then I’ll have to work fast.” Ignoring the pain of plywood under his knees, Snow opened Jude’s shorts and let them drop to his feet. He looked up. “This is going to be fast. Fast and dirty. So hold on to something.”

“The shower’s unfinished,” Jude murmured under his breath. “There’s nothing to hold on to.”

Snow grabbed Jude’s hands and placed them on his head. “Yeah, there is. And do it hard.” He winked. “You know I like it.”

Fingers threaded through his hair and held on so tight, it hurt. “Oh fuck,” Jude said on a groan. “You’d better hurry.”

Before Jude could say another word, Snow opened his mouth and swallowed that beautiful cock. He relaxed his throat, sucked it in as far as he could and made a humming noise he knew would cause a good vibration around Jude. He got an answering moan that made his toes curl in his shoes. Sweat built fast and his shirt began to stick to his back. He grabbed Jude’s hips and proceeded to suck, swallow and lick in strong, hard, movements that had Jude obviously struggling to hold back noises.