Jardin's Gamble (Haven, Texas 9)

Oh, but he liked to tease. And more. But he pressed the plug against Carrick’s ass and slowly started pushing it inside him. Fuck. Him. His cock grew hard at the sight. When the plug was deep inside, he tugged at it, pulling it out a few inches and slamming it back in. He stared down at Carrick as he fucked him with the plug. The other man’s eyes drifted closed and he slapped his ass cheek.

Carrick opened his eyes to glare at him. “What the fuck?”

“Eyes on me,” Jardin demanded.

They stared at each other for a moment, neither giving in.

Carrick rolled his eyes. “Fine. Fuck. Shit. Keep going. But don’t think you’ll always get to be in charge like this.”

Oh, he knew he would always be in charge. Maybe not always like this with Carrick. If they had a third, they could dominate her together. But at the end of the day, Jardin was always going to be the boss.

Jardin grinned as he moved the plug out again then thrust it back. “Lower your legs again.”

As soon as Carrick’s feet hit the mattress, he took his shaft back into his mouth. With one hand, he circled the base of Carrick’s cock, with his other hand he started pumping his own dick. Fuck. Yes.

He swirled his mouth around Carrick’s shaft. Fuck. Why had he waited so long? What had he been so afraid of?

Losing your best friend. Yeah, well, fuck, that happened anyway, didn’t it?

“Jardin. Shit. Jardin!”

Jardin swiped his tongue over the head of Carrick’s cock then pulled back. “Come for me. Come in my mouth. Let me taste you.”

He took him deeply, his eyes never leaving Carrick’s blue ones. And he saw the moment he let go, tasted him as he came in his mouth. By now his own dick was rock hard. He drank down all that Carrick gave him then withdrew from him.

“You trust me to take you?” he asked the other man.

“Fuck. Yes.”

“Condoms?”

“Got some in the bedside drawer. But I’m clean.”

“Me too,” Jardin told him. “Tested two months ago and there’s been no one since.”

“I got tested four months ago.”

“Then I’ll take you bare,” Jardin said with satisfaction as he slowly drew the plug free. He threw it on the floor to take care of later. Carrick shoved a pillow under his hips to raise himself up, as Jardin coated his cock in lube.

“Unless you wanted a different position?” he asked.

“Nope,” Jardin replied. “I want to look at you when I take you. And I want you to know exactly who’s claiming your ass. Because I’m the only one who is going to be taking you there from now on.”

Carrick’s face softened and Jardin leaned in to kiss him. A light kiss. To tease. Then he drew back and grabbed hold of his dick, guiding it to the other man’s hole.

“Oh, fuck yes. Harder. Faster.”

“I’m trying to go easy,” Jardin gritted out as Carrick rose up to meet him.

“Why? I can take it.”

Fuck. Christ. He didn’t want to end up blowing his load too quickly. He had to push to get past the tight ring of muscle but once he did, he was surrounded in heat.

“Feels so good, Jardin. Please. Move.”

He didn’t need any more prompting. He pulled out then drove in deeply. Christ. So good. Carrick wrapped his big legs around his waist as he moved, thrusting hard.

“Carrick!”