11. Jax

Jax

F uck, he really made good on his promise because his mouth was fucking sinful.

"Tan, Jesus, fuck. You're going to have to stop, or it'll be me who's ending this party way too soon this time."

Water sluiced down my back. Tanner looked so good on his knees. His big blue eyes were shiny from the water I couldn't keep out of his face and from going to town on my dick.

I helped him up and pressed him against the wall.

"Tell me I can be inside you, Tan."

He moaned and closed his eyes as our hard dicks rubbed against each other.

"Please," he gasped.

He'd had enough presence of mind to grab a bottle of lube from his bedside table, so I turned him around and went down on my knees. "My turn."

"I wasn't finished—oh holy mother of… Do that again," he gasped.

I wanted to laugh, but my face in his ass was my new all-time favorite destination, and I was ready to make myself at home. He was so responsive, pushing back against my tongue as I rimmed the outer ring of his hole.

His hands went down to his dick, but I swatted them away. "Nuh-uh, you only come when I say you can."

"Then hurry the fuck up." He thrust the bottle of lube in my face, almost hitting my eye. That would be fun to explain if I turned up for my next shift with a black eye.

My dick was hard, heavy, and ready to be inside Tanner, so I applied some lube to my fingers and worked on opening him up for me.

"That's it, Tan. You're going to take my cock so well."

His replies came in the form of more moans and his ass pushing back onto my fingers as if he couldn't stand the emptiness. When I thought he was ready, I stood and lathered my cock with more lube.

He tilted his head to rest it on his arm against the tiles. I pressed closer to him and lined my cockhead with his hole. I sank into him while sucking on the back of his neck.

"Fuck, nghh, Jaxon," he cried when I was buried to the hilt inside him. "It's even better than I imagined. You're so big. Fill me up so good."

I had to take a deep breath because, between his words and the way his channel hugged my dick, I was way too close.

"You are exquisite, Tanner. Utter perfection."

"I can be even better, Jax. Move inside me. Show me what you can do with that huge cock."

I pulled out almost all the way and pushed back in and then repeated it so many times that Tanner's cries of pleasure could probably be heard all the way downstairs in the bar. I didn't care.

Hear him. He's taken. He's mine.

The thoughts running through my head as I fucked in and out of him had no right to exist, but in the safety of my mind, they were just fine.

I wrapped my arms around him, fucking him so hard his dick was pressed tight against the tiles. He settled his hand over mine and linked our fingers. It was such an intimate gesture and I was so overwhelmed with being inside him after years of lusting after him that I came.

"Fuck, Jax. Fill me up. Fill me up," he shouted. "Oh fuck, I'm coming…"

Our grunts filled the shower cubicle until there was nothing but heavy breathing. The result of the best sex anyone could possibly have.

I kissed the back of Tanner's neck as my softening dick slipped out of him.

"That was…" he drawled in a drowsy voice, "unmatchable."

I chuckled and kissed his cheek. "Come on, let's rinse off and go to bed."

Tanner turned around. "You're staying?" I kissed his doubts away.

"I'm staying."

"We'll call the chapel first thing tomorrow, yeah?"

"Sure."

First thing in the morning turned out to be after lunchtime. When I opened my eyes and saw the light coming through the window, I knew we'd overslept, and not just by a couple of hours.

A glance at Tanner's bedside clock showed it was after two in the afternoon.

He was sound asleep on my chest, one of his legs over mine and his morning—or rather afternoon—wood pressing against my leg. I debated the best way to wake him up, but in the end, he beat me to it.

"Hey." He yawned. "I slept like the dead."

"And you woke up very alive." I tightened my hold around him and pulled him until he was on top of me. "Good morning."

We kissed like we had all the time in the world, not even bothering to take care of our erections. It was soft, tender, sweet, and I couldn't get enough of it. Of him.

Suddenly, he broke off the kiss. "Shit, what time is it?" He answered his question by looking at the clock and jumping out of bed. "Fuck, I'm late." He laughed.

"I have a meeting with a future supplier at their brewery." He grabbed a pair of jeans and a Tanner's Bar T-shirt and put them on. "Hey." He came over to the bed and kissed me again. "Take your time. I don't have secrets from my staff. We're all adults here, and I promise they won't even bat an eye if you go out through the bar door and ask for a late breakfast."

"That sounds great, actually." We hadn't had food since the flight because we'd been too preoccupied with having sex. I could murder a good breakfast.

Before he disappeared into the bar, he turned around. "Shit, the chapel."

"I'll call them, don't worry. Go, don't make yourself extra late."

"Okay." He ran over to the bed and gave me a hard kiss. "Please tell me we can do this again."

"Wake up late?"

He punched my shoulder. "No, you dumbass."

I grabbed his waist until he was forced to straddle me. "Oh, you mean fuck each other's brains out?"

He nodded.

"I'd love to."

He smiled and kissed me again. And then he was gone.