faster than Jace would like.
Parker quickly unbuckled Jace’s belt and lowered his zipper.
“Wait.” He couldn’t believe he was about to stop this hot
man from whacking him off. He grabbed Parker’s hand before he could slide it
inside his boxers. As much as Jace wanted to continue, he didn’t want Parker to
regret anything.
Parker looked at him questioningly, and Jace had to wonder
where his new found confidence was coming from.
“We were gonna take it slow, remember?”
Parker pushed Jace’s hand away and slipped inside his underwear,
gently moving his thumb over his tip.
“Oh, fuck.” How was Jace supposed to stop him now?
Parker tensed at his words, and Jace wondered if he was
having second thoughts. His doubts about being with a man were perfectly
understandable. Jace only wished he would’ve stopped two minutes ago.
“It’s okay,” Jace said. “You don’t have to continue.”
“I want to,” Parker said. “I just don’t know what I’m
doing.”
“I’m sure you’ve been on the receiving end of this lots of
times.”
Parker looked down and Jace realized he’d embarrassed him.
But with Parker's incredible looks, Jace suspected women fell at his feet. How
could they not?
“Do what feels right,” Jace encouraged. “I just want you to
touch me.”
Parker took Jace’s length in his hand and pumped at a pretty
fast pace. Jace assumed this was the way Parker liked it too. It had been his
experience that men usually did to other men what they liked. Familiar
territory and all.
Jace threw his head back and let Parker jerk him off as he
placed hot, wet open-mouthed kisses along his jaw and neck.
After a few minutes, Jace turned his head and found Parker’s
mouth, attacking it with his own as Parker continued to squeeze him in his
hand. As Parker slowed his pace, Jace felt that wonderful sensation building
inside his abdomen, and then it quickly shot straight to his balls. The feeling
was unbelievable. It wasn’t that he hadn’t felt it many times before, but
knowing Parker was willing to do this despite his apprehensions and uncertainty
made it all the more meaningful.
“Parker,” Jace screamed as he shot his warm stream in
between Parker’s fingers and all over his own stomach. Parker continued to
softly kiss his lips before pulling away and smiling at him.
Relief flooded Jace’s mind when he saw that smile. He didn’t
see any regret at all in his beautiful gray eyes. They looked so pure and
honest.
“I’ll be right back.” Parker hopped up and went into the
hall bathroom.
Jace heard the water run as he closed his eyes and tried to
make sense of what had just happened. Parker returned with a warm, wet
washcloth and cleaned the release from Jace’s stomach. He opened his eyes and
watched as Parker tenderly took care of him. Jace moved up to the back of the
chair, fixed his pants, and opened his arms. He saw the intensity in Parker’s
eyes. He seemed uncertain, but then he crawled in between his legs and rested
his back against Jace’s chest. Jace placed gentle kisses at the back of his
neck, inhaling his delicious scent. He’d never forget the way he smelled. It
was manly, like spice and shaving cream, but there was a uniqueness about it.
Jace hoped Parker’s scent would linger on his skin all night.
“Not that I’m complaining, but I thought you wanted to take
this slow,” he said against Parker’s neck.
“I do, but I had this incredible urge to touch you. I wanted
to make you feel good, and it just felt right.”
“Hmm,” Jace murmured against Parker’s heated skin. “I’ve had
that same urge to touch you ever since you walked into that anger management
course.” Jace moved his hands to the front of Parker’s chest and ran them down
his well defined abs, working his way to the buckle of his belt.
“Jace.” Parker placed his hand on top of Jace’s and stopped
him. “This is the part I need time with. I’m not ready for you to touch me like
that