Page 30 of Forbidden Moon
Jonah blushed hotly.
“In a way, I wish I were more experienced. I don’t know what I’m doing, and he’s sure to notice.”
Robert reached over to give him a side hug.
“Don’t let it bother you. Intimacy isn’t all grunt and grind, you know. Take time exploring each others’ bodies, snuggling, massage, or kissing. If it makes you more comfortable, ask RJ to take the lead the first time or two. I guarantee you’ll learn fast, and he’ll find out soon enough that you’re too hot to handle!”
The two shared another laugh, and Jonah began feeling more confident about tomorrow. Unfortunately, Robert’s next question caught him off guard.
“What are you wearing for your date?”
“Uhhh... I don’t know. My work clothes?”
Robert rolled his eyes.
“Luna help me—you didnotjust say that! Take me to your closet. I want to see your best clothes and shoes. You need an outfit that highlights your assets without screaminghump me in the parking lot.”
Unable to come up with a coherent answer, Jonah sighed and led the way to his bedroom. Apparently, there was more to this dating thing than he realized. No matter. Luna may have brought RJ into his life, but he’d do whatever it took to hold onto him.
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IT WAS NO USE, ANDRJ admitted defeat.
He’d purposely kept himself busy all evening, seeking relief from his obsessive ruminations of Jonah. Music, household chores, reading, movies—nothing worked. Why was he fighting it anyway? Perhaps the intensity scared him, wondering how a couple of hours with a perfect stranger could have left him with a deep, undeniable connection to the man. Is this what a crush felt like? Worse, was he in even deeper?
He experienced nothing but relief when allowing himself to wallow in memories of Jonah’s face, body, voice, scent, and their brief interactions. RJ was, in a word, besotted. His few and fleeting encounters with other guys werenothinglike this. There was no connection, no throbbing desire, no feeling adrift when they parted, and certainly no pressing need for more contact, more time together, or more touches. He wanted it all and then some.
When bedtime came around, RJ went first to find something suitable to wear on their date. Nothing formal or dressy, as the restaurant had a casual vibe to it. He chose a nice pair of jeans, a button-down western shirt, and his best pair of boots. With that settled, he stripped for a shower and got the water running.
RJ found Jonah’s request to be picked up at work rather odd. He already knew the people living on the Preserve were fond of their privacy—a fact made clear by the gated entrance. Maybe strangers were only allowed in by invitation, or Jonah planned to work late tomorrow. Either way, he supposed the request made perfect sense.
RJ stepped under the warm water, working a dollop of shampoo into his close-cropped hair. The thought of spending an entire evening with the hot man reawakened his libido, making his dick plump with desire. Good thing there would be a table between them most of the night, or he’d be all over the man. The body wash smelled good as he scrubbed all the necessary parts, leaving his manhood for last.
Whatever else happened on their date, he intended to get a kiss goodnight. He’d pull him in close and claim that beautiful mouth, holding him in place until he’d taken what he wanted. No hesitation or resistance this time. RJ groaned, stroking his sensitive cock while the fantasy danced through his forebrain.
The kiss deepened, Jonah giving as good as he got while he made short work of opening RJ’s belt and zipper. A warm, soft hand wrapped around his hard, aching dick and began to stroke, eliciting needy moans. Breaking the kiss, Jonah dropped to his knees, licking and sucking until RJ couldn’t take it anymore...
He came with a shout, cum splattering against the shower wall while he held himself upright with the other hand. Deep grunts accompanied each pulse, leaving him trembling under the now-tepid water. Marveling at the orgasm’s power, he turned to rinse off the last of the soap and a few final dribbles of spunk. Wow! He hadn’t charmed the snake recently, but something told him thesubjectof his fantasy made the difference this time. If true, he could only imagine the dynamic when he and Jonah made love for real.
He stepped out of the shower, grabbed a soft towel, and dried himself while he thought. All the clues Jonah gave him earlier this evening indicated the man wanted him badly, perhaps only holding back because they’d just met. Nevertheless, desire and longing nearly swept them off their feet fully clothed and in a public place! Heaven help them when they really let go, for Jonah Blair was like a consuming fire, and RJ wanted to feel the burn.
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MUSINGS OF HIS CAPTIVATINGmate prevented Jonah from falling asleep. Well, the steel rod between his legsandhis wolf’s insistent yowling to claim the man didn’t help either. Throwing aside the covers, he got up and reached under the bed for his box of toys. A regular dildo wouldn’t do this time, and he selected one of his favorite vibrators instead. His dick pulsed at the sight, for it was large, black, and shiny—much like he imagined RJ’s lubed cock would be.
He lay back on the bed and reached for the bottle of slick, covering the hefty, ridged device before doing the same with his eager hole. The narrower tip slid inside without resistance, followed by steady pressure and a little discomfort until he felt full. Once the muscle relaxed, he began a regular in-out rhythm while his mind replayed snippets of their time together.
The heat and pressure of RJ’s thigh against his. Heady, toe-curling scent. The feel of hard chest muscle beneath his splayed hand. Full, plush lips closing the gap between them. Jonah quickened the pace and reached for his phone to bring up RJ’s photo.
“Yes! Take me, mate. Make me yours!”
Caged lightning crackled between his legs, surging higher and leaving him almost breathless. Needing two hands for the finale, he abandoned the phone and reached down to stroke his needy cock. With a well-timed flick of his finger, the vibrator came to life, pulsing against his prostate in an intense wave of pleasure. Pearly ropes of cum drenched the neck and upper chest of Jonah’s shudder-wracked body as he keened through an explosive orgasm. Too much! Not enough!
With a stifled groan, Jonah turned off the device and gently extracted it from his body. Still panting and eyes closed, he imagined RJ snuggling close for tender kisses before they went at it again and again. Jonah hoped it would happen soon because the need for his mate grew stronger with every minute they were apart. He’d have to go slow, work at it, and help his mate realize what their life together could be. Worth it? Yes, but it wasn’t going to be easy.
