Game Wardens: Jayme & Tripp by Andria Large

Author:Andria Large [Large, Andria]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Published: 2019-02-09T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Jayme

JAYME WAS glad to be home. He walked in the front door, followed by Tripp. They kept him overnight for observation but deemed him fit to leave the next afternoon. He was bandage free, but still had a line of staples running in a six-inch line across the side of his head; starting just over his left ear.

He set his stuff down by the stairs, then turned to Tripp and wrapped his arms loosely around his waist. Tripp draped his arms around Jayme’s neck, and cocked his head slightly in question.

“Can I help you?” Tripp asked with a small smile playing across his lips.

“Yeah, you can fucking do me,” he replied, punctuating his words by pulling Tripp up against him.

“My, my, aren’t we demanding.”

Jayme hummed, and leaned in to kiss and nip at Tripp’s neck; just under his ear. Tripp’s breath caught. He tilted his head to give Jayme better access.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Tripp rasped.

“Oh, I’m sure.” He rolled his hips against where they were pressed together, rubbing his erection against Tripp’s. “I’m thinking maybe I can give bottoming a go.”

Tripp jerked his head back to look at him, his honey colored eyes concerned. “Are you sure?”

Jayme nodded, and gave a small shrug. “You seem to enjoy it, so yeah, why not?”

“As long as you’re feeling okay.”

“I feel fine. Come on, I know you want to.” He let Tripp go and started up the stairs.

“Fuck yeah, I do.” Following him upstairs and into Tripp's bedroom.

Jayme looked over from where he was standing at the foot of Tripp’s bed, to find his partner standing in the doorway; his eyes hooded, and his full lips parted. Damn, he looked sexy. Keeping his gaze on Tripp, he began to strip. First, he slowly pulled his T-shirt carefully over his head, and tossed it away. He then kicked off his sneakers, and finally; he slid off his sweatpants and underwear at an annoying, slow pace.

Tripp made an aggravated noise. “Come on.” He growled.

Jayme grinned as he kicked them aside. His cock stood at attention, eager to get this party started. He fisted it, and lazily pumped his hand up and down the shaft. Tripp looked ready to explode. His hands were fisted at his sides, and his nostrils were flaring from the force of his breaths.

He cocked his head to the side. “What are you waiting for?”

That seemed to do it. Tripp tore his T-shirt off as he stormed over to him. He grabbed Jayme’s face, being careful of his head; and crushed their mouths together in a bruising kiss. The first swipe of tongue had Jayme moaning. Jayme slid his hands around Tripp’s slim waist, and up his muscular back. Tripp ravaged his mouth, until they were both panting and pulling apart in search of air.

Tripp kicked off his shoes and shoved his gym shorts and underwear off his hips. He then pushed Jayme onto the bed. He scooted up farther on the bed and laid his head on a pillow.

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