Page 54 of Poles Apart
“Why? What’s wrong with them? I thought my backside looked great in these.”
“It does, and that might be the problem.”
“Then I have achieved my goal. These will be perfect.” Dom gave him a smile that definitely conveyed what he was thinking about doing with Jacob.
They finished off their shopping and stopped off for a bite to eat. Dom filled Hayden in on everything that had happened with Jordan and Charlie and how things were going with Jacob. He omitted their activities in the park, though. That was for them alone to know. After he finished talking, he looked at his friend for his reaction. He was surprised to see Hayden smiling from ear to ear.
“What’s so funny? Why are you laughing?”
Hayden shook his head. “I’ve never heard you speak about anyone the way you do about Jacob. Sounds like he knows you and your ways even after all this time, and as for Jordan and Charlie, that can only be a good thing. I agree with Jordan. You should carry on pursuing this with Jacob; I haven’t seen you smile this much in ages.”
Dom picked at his lunch and looked over at Hayden. “I am happy. I don’t want to jinx it, though, and tell people about us until I’m one hundred percent sure. I know I’ve told you, and obviously Jordan knows, but I think with what’s going on with Seb, I’ll leave off telling him just yet. Or do you think I should tell him already?”
“It’s up to you but don’t forget, Joe’s getting married soon, and with what happened with Daniel, it might never be the right time to tell him.”
Dom had to agree. Once Joe married Clare, his friend would be heartbroken again. As much as he’d insisted there was nothing going on, he knew Seb had started to have feelings for him. They would both need to be there for him. Regardless though, he wasn’t going to stop seeing Jacob.
They window-shopped for a while longer, but soon enough, Hayden needed to get back to the shop to help close up, and Dom needed to get himself ready for tonight. He was looking forward to it and was glad in a way that it wasn’t going to be an overnight stay with Jacob having to pick Abby up after the movie anyway.
He arrived at seven, and Jacob opened the door, his jaw slack. “Fucking hell, Dom, you look amazing! I love the boots.”
“Well, I might have bought them for you.” He stepped into the hallway and pressed a feather-light kiss to Jacob’s lips. He trailed his fingers along Jacob’s jaw and sashayed down the hallway to the family room, leaving Jacob panting in his wake, the tight jeans and fuck-me boots having the desired effect.
As he stepped into the room, it was bathed in candlelight. An intimate table for two stood in the middle of the room, complete with flowers.
“Jacob,” he whispered as he stared at the sight before him. “I didn’t realise you were such a romantic.”
Jacob stepped up behind him and placed his hands on his hips. His lips brushed his ear, and a shudder rippled through his body. Dom leaned his head back onto Jacob’s shoulder as he pressed gentle nips and kisses to his neck. Oh, he couldn’t believe how good that felt, and he moaned at the sensations they were sending through his body.
He turned to face Jacob, cupping his jaw, kissing the stubble before finally reaching his lips. He tasted like strawberries, his lips just as plump and juicy.
“Mmm, you taste delicious. What have you been eating?”
“Dessert, you’re going to love it. Come on, though, or else dinner will burn.”
They reluctantly broke apart, and while Jacob went to the kitchen, Dom sat at the table, taking in the soft music that was playing. Jacob was pulling out all the stops for this date, and he was pleased he’d taken the time to get himself ready.
“Did you taxi here or drive? I have wine if you want or something non-alcoholic if you’d rather.” Jacob held up two bottles, and Dom chose the wine. He’d got a taxi here, knowing he could have a few drinks without having to worry about driving home.
“You’re getting Abby later, though, aren’t you? Or is she being dropped off at home?”
“I’ll be picking her up but could drop you home too if you wanted. After dessert, that is.” Jacob’s grin was wicked, and Dom couldn’t wait to see what he had in store.
Jacob served chicken in a white, creamy sauce with wild rice, and Dom loved every mouthful. He hadn’t realised Jacob could cook so well. He would happily let him cook for him forever. They chatted over the food, talking about this and that, catching up on old friends that Jacob had seen after his return. Dom updated him on Jordan and Charlie and Seb’s stalker issues.
Dom was pleasantly full. It had been delicious; the food, the wine and especially the company. They sat for a while, legs tangled under the table, until Jacob jumped up to clear away the plates. Jacob collected dessert from the fridge. It was nothing complicated, strawberries served with sweetened cream and meringue, not quite an Eton Mess but lovely nonetheless. As they sat opposite each other at the table, Jacob teased Dom with the strawberries, rubbing them along his lips and slowly slipping them inside his mouth.
Dom moaned and closed his eyes as Jacob continued to feed him the succulent berries until he couldn’t eat anymore. He opened his eyes to see Jacob smiling at him. Dom picked up a strawberry, dipping it into the cream, teasing him with it, then finally letting him take a bite, leaving a little cream at the corner of his mouth. Dom leaned across the table and licked it from his lips. This was better than sex. This teasing and tempting. He dipped another in the cream and held the strawberry gently in his teeth. He inched closer to Jacob’s waiting lips.
Jacob opened up, taking the strawberry into his mouth until their lips met. Dom smiled as Jacob slowly chewed the fruit and swallowed.
“So, what shall we do with the rest of these strawberries and all this cream?” Jacob asked. “We shouldn’t let it go to waste.”
Dom got up from his chair, and as he moved closer, Jacob turned to face him. He climbed into his lap and straddled him, running his hands through the soft, luxurious strands of Jacob’s hair.
“Let’s take them upstairs. I can think of many things we could do with them.” He kissed him then, a passionate, open-mouthed kiss, the taste of the sweet berries tingling on Jacob’s tongue as he sucked it.
Jacob gripped him by the arse and stood, lifting him effortlessly. Dom wrapped his legs around Jacob’s waist, his hands tugging and pulling on Jacob’s hair, making them both moan with lust. Fuck, he would never be able to get enough of these kisses. Jacob moved to the stairs, but as he took the first step, he faltered and Dom squeaked.
