His lips hit that spot, and Jae was gone. Nothing made him give up control so fully but that. All Jae could do when Jack finally filled him was grip the man's hand tight and let his other fall from Jack's hair limply onto the tent floor. He was sure his heart stuttered, and memories flooded through him in quick succession. Words. Night after night. A life Jae thought he'd never relive.
Like something finally connected. Clicked.
He was awake for the first time, in three years.
Jae's legs dropped to the side, Jack's large frame moving smoothly between them, stealing Jae's ability to do much more than feel and try to breathe...and breathing was iffy.
His eyes found Jack's, and he watched everything roll through those ocean blues, even as they came together. A flash of something came across those beautiful irises, and it made Jae's whole body jolt. The need was real, he could read it in Jack's face, and he felt it in his own body. The next thrust, Jae bucked up into Jack and pushed, kicked his weight up, even though he knew it wouldn't move the man at all. This was the give and take. This was where they both got real.
Jae leaned up and stole Jack's lips, then bit at his lower lip and tugged hard before letting go, swinging his free hand up to slap against his broad, muscular back and dug his nails in as he traced the line of his spine.
He needed Jack this way.
The feel of the man's weight on him, tight, hard body above him, made him feel like there was nothing in this world he couldn't do. Jack's body was strong arms around his soul, a constant in an ocean of uncertainty. He'd never felt more confident than when Jack was by his side. Not even by his side, just in his life. Like this.
Grounding him. Giving him the room to run but the boundaries to come home.
Jae pawed at his lover's chest, slid his hand up and cupped the back of his neck, jerking him down to his lips again, this time crushing their lips together and meeting his every thrust. He bucked, trying to throw him off, wanting that large, lanky frame behind him so badly he ached.
Three words danced on his tongue, words they'd said before without thought of what they really meant. Now, living without this, Jae knew love was pain. Love was indecision, heartache, longing, and so many more emotions that vanished with a tender touch from Jack.
Jae was so close, thighs trembling already, mouth dry from panting and voice rough from crying out in pleasure, and he couldn't form words if he wanted to. He dug his fingers in those unruly locks again, tugging, whimpering as a shudder rolled through him. He knew this ache, and he knew Jack would let him languish until he was trembling.
And he would revel in every second.
There was a time when nothing made sense, after he left, and everything had to be made new. Sleeping. Eating. Studying. Working.
For just a moment, fear spiked through Jae, right through the passion, and he felt himself try to keep hold, just by his fingers in case...
But in one kiss, in one taste of Jack on his lips, his incase disappeared and he was tumbling over that line again. Part of him knew that there was no going back to being without Jack. Part of him knew that even if he did, the profound loss would make his heart unfixable. The rest of him didn't care.
He couldn't ever deny again that he needed this man like he needed air.
Every break of his hips, every slap of flesh, every moan from those lips enticed Jae and pushed him in a way he only remembered in dreams. Powerful and rough, Jack was something to behold, something more to take, and always, always too much to handle in the best sense possible. His body screamed for release, but Jack was hitting all the right buttons and none of the fucking amazing ones, balancing him on a wire.
Finally, Jae cried out his name, loudly with no care who heard or what anyone thought, and no real ability to stop himself anyway. He grabbed for anything that could give him purchase on Jack's body, his hand finding one hard, taunt ass cheek and he dug his nails in trying to keep from losing himself.
He bucked up again, and again, fighting, begging with every inch of him, finally throwing his head back in ecstasy and crying out a plea as he dug his heels into Jack's ass.
"God, please. Jack..."
They were words, he was sure, but they didn't feel anything more than a begging slur for reprieve as he came apart at the seams.
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Love Bites
RomanceJack's made a career out of his love of sharks and the conservation of the species, but he lives for the danger and the portability. His life is his boat and his work, and he's fine with that...sometimes. Jae has a dream: find the prehistoric shark...