Step Up with Me by Kris Jacen

Author:Kris Jacen [Jacen, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
Publisher: MLR Press
Published: 2019-02-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

This week had sucked on all levels. Seems with his “notoriety” from the video every pet owner wanted him to treat their precious little furballs. Briar, Becky and the other techs were pulling their collective hair out screening clients. Kate was having a ball picking on him, calling him ‘white knight’. Siah had kicked his ass on the mats as had Bree. During the kids class the other night, one of the new white belts — a very cute little blonde girl with ponytails— ran into him, getting him right in the nuts.

All Jack wanted tonight was to eat something bad for him while snuggling on the couch with Tank. He was coming over after work and they weren’t going anywhere. Barbie had strongly suggested that they not go on any date nights for a few weeks while she straightened everything out. Apparently, the jackass had some previous charges for assault that were bringing things out of the woodwork. She had started going on and he’d tuned her out. He trusted Barbie to make everything good.

Jack had changed into some sweats and was vegging on the couch to the Travel Channel when he heard the front door open and close. “I’m in here.”

“Be right there after I change,” Tank called back. Over the past few months, Tank had left a collection of clothes here. He hadn’t officially moved in but Jack thought they were heading in that direction.

When Tank walked back into the room, he was wearing sweats, too. He came right over to the couch and crawled over Jack, dropping down on top of him. Tank whispered, “Hey” then proceeded to give Jack the dirtiest kiss they’ve ever shared. Tank was mapping out every bump in Jack’s mouth. His tongue was moving in and out of Jack’s mouth, then he would suck on Jack’s tongue. It was becoming hard for Jack to breathe but what a way to go.

Tank pulled back a little to shift to nibbling Jack’s neck as he pushed up Jack’s shirt. His fingers slid right to his nipples and started pinching and releasing. Jack wasn’t sure what had got into Tank but he was ready, willing and able for anything he wanted. After he got the shirt up to Jack’s armpits, he dove for one nipple licking and biting.

“Christ, I’m not sure what… holy fuck! Don’t stop,” Jack demanded. Tank had moved down his chest to the waistband of his sweats and was licking under it. Tank looked up at him and grinned wickedly.

As Tank was pulling the elastic back, Jack heard the one sound that was guaranteed to stop them. The ringtone for the clinic.

“Shit, shit. Fuck!” Jack was pissed. The clinic better be on fucking fire. Tank gently replaced the sweats and laid a short kiss against Jack’s stomach. Tank leaned over and grabbed Jack’s cell from the coffee table.

Jack took a deep breath and answered, “Doctor Dillon.” He listened for a minute before interrupting the person on the other end. “Becky. Stop.

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