Trusting Jack by Ruby Moone

Author:Ruby Moone [Moone, Ruby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Jack’s heart was hammering so hard he wondered if Michael might be able to hear it. It was like something out of a fucking fairy tale! Soft strains of all his favourite Christmas tunes, a massive tree, warm, safe, and the most gorgeous man he had ever met in his entire life wanted him, and not in a no-strings kind of way.

Wanted. Him.

And he didn’t think he was clingy. Or a loser.

He moved closer, holding Michael’s outstretched hand. Michael pulled him closer, and slowly, oh, so slowly, like something out of a fifties film, bent so his could press his lips gently against Jack’s. His eyes fluttered closed as they kissed softly. Jack could feel the warmth of Michael’s breath, the softness of his lips, taste the minty chocolate they had eaten, and the tremor in his hands as he stroked Jack’s back. He was as deeply affected as Jack was.

Heat spread through Jack as their lips parted. Jack’s eyes stayed closed as he tried to breathe. They moved closer together, more by feel than anything, and Michael slid his lips over Jack’s again as his arms closed around him in an almost crushing embrace, and Jack groaned, loudly into Michael’s mouth, and the kiss deepened. Everything Jack thought he knew about kissing flew out of the window as Michael’s mouth opened with his and they just kissed. Wide, aching, desperate kissing, each trying to get closer, each trying to absorb the other. It was like no other kiss he had known. Nobody kissed like Michael Cross, nobody.

Michael’s hands went into Jack’s hair and gripped tight. He held his head as they kissed. Jack’s hands dropped to his waist, then to his arse as he pulled him closer. He could feel the aching length of his erection as they rocked against each other, as the wild, desperate kiss went on and on. Jack pulled up Michael’s sweatshirt and slid his hands under, so he could feel the warmth of the bare skin of his back, Michael’s hands came out of Jack’s hair and clutched at his jumper, pulling it up over his head. They stood apart for a moment, panting, Jack’s naked torso felt so sensitive to every whisper of air in the room his nipples tightened, and he shivered. Michael pulled off his own jumper and Jack moved forward to touch, but Michael’s hands went to the belt of his jeans and Jack froze. He wanted to see. Wanted to see so badly.

Michael undid the belt, flipped open the button, then slid the zipper down slowly. Jack couldn’t move or breathe.

“Christ.” Michael’s voice was a hoarse whisper. “When you look at me like that…”

He pushed down the jeans, taking his boxers with them, and stood. Naked. Magnificent. Dark hair dusted his chest, his goody trail, his thighs…

Jack moaned and dropped to his knees in front of him. He ran his hands up Michael’s legs, caressed his arse, then took his cock deep into his mouth. He moaned and sucked.

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