Page 5 of Exposed
“Why are you single?”
A smile snapped to Kace’s lips. He genuinely liked Jamison. “I work all the time, my schedule is all over the place, and I’m boring. When I’m off work, I just want to relax, and love won’t just fall in my lap—I’m guessing. I’ll keep trying, though, because I’m not about to actually go out looking for it.”
Jamison’s smile kept Kace from feeling dumb over his confessions.
Still, he had to move on. “What about you? I never thought to ask if you’re single or even if the cuddling is your only job. It seems like I should know those things.”
“Since I’m currently having dinner with you, you can rest assured I’m single. I’m too busy to cheat. Cuddling is my only job. I came home from Afghanistan technically disabled and incapable of holding a normal job. In both cases, dating and employment, no one wants someone who might fall into a PTSD-ridden mess at any moment.”
This was a date. Kace heard the rest too, but if Jamison thought being here would be cheating with anyone else, then that meant date, right?Gah. He was a disaster.
He had to say something before Jamison thought he had been scared off by the confessions. “Well, I’m a doctor. I’m equipped to handle a PTSD-ridden mess, so you’re good.”
Jamison’s sweet smile warmed Kace’s heart. Obviously, he had said the right thing. That felt rare lately. A timer went off, pulling him from the moment of holding Jamison’s gorgeous stare. Kace focused on pulling things out of the oven. He had no clue where this night was headed, but couldn’t wait to find out.
There were bursts when Jamison wondered if Kace was nervous. He imagined it took a lot of confidence to be a doctor, so maybe not. While Jamison usually prided himself on his ability to read people, Kace was different. He had taken a hell of a risk by saying being there would be cheating if he wasn’t single. If Kacehad corrected him, it would have been a hell of a test to his shamelessness. Kace hadn’t said he was wrong, so that was one less thing on his mind.
Dinner had been every bit as amazing as breakfast. He loaded the dishwasher. Jamison swore—beyond the taste—he didn’t recall much about eating or cleaning up afterward. They never moved from each other’s sides or stopped talking. For the life of him, he couldn’t understand now why he had been even the slightest bit bothered by anything Kace said at the reception. Kace could be a little awkward and it was adorable. If Jamison had realized that sooner, he would have handled things differently. Then again, if he had, then maybe he wouldn’t be here right now. He would still just be taking jobs with Kace, cuddling and nothing more. Jamison would never have known how much he missed.
“We’ve been talking so much; we haven’t really talked about you staying the night.”
Yeah. Jamison had purposely steered clear of that topic. He didn’t want things to turn businesslike and ruin the night.
Kace shifted from foot to foot and twisted his fingers. It was on display now. Kace was nervous. “I mean, are you going to send me an invoice? Are you here because you want to be? I don’t even know what I’m trying to say. I guess I just don’t want to assume.”
Jamison closed the dishwasher. “Yeah, about that.” He snagged Kace’s waist and pulled him in for a kiss. At first, Kace was stiffin his arms, as if shocked by the move. Then he felt Kace melt as their tongues met. It was obvious it was their first kiss. For a moment, things were slightly awkward. Then Jamison realized he had backed Kace against the counter, and the air heated.
“So that’s a no on the invoice?”
A laugh burst from Jamison at Kace’s breathless words. “Yeah. I’ll be pretty upset if you try to pay me.”
“Good.” Kace dragged Jamison back down for another kiss. This time, Kace obviously felt a little better prepared. He made Jamison moan. It was a completely involuntary sound. The way Kace curled his tongue around Jamison’s and then bit his bottom lip, before sucking. Whoa. He was invested.
“Dessert or bed?”
Jamison grabbed two handfuls of ass and lifted. When Kace wrapped his legs around Jamison, he headed down the hall while still trying to steal any kisses he could get. In no time, he had Kace beneath him. They made out like teens for what felt like forever before clothes finally started to disappear.
“Tell me how you want it.”
Kace’s fingertips dug into Jamison’s back when Jamison growled the words against his throat. “I want you inside me.”
Fuck yeah. He was in. Jamison wasted no time ripping into his wallet to find a condom while Kace dove for the bedside table, searching for the lube. When he found it, Jamison was already suited up. That was how ready he was to go. He grabbed the bottle from Kace. Jamison wanted to make sure Kace was as wet and ready as possible. There was a genuine concern he might hurt the guy. Jamison wasn’t unaware of his size. He was proportionate all over, and it wasn’t always a good thing. More than once, men hadn’t come back for seconds. He honestly liked Kace. They had to do this again. That meant taking his time, except Kace wasn’t having it.
Jamison ended up on his back with Kace fully in charge, with no clue how it happened. One second, he had been ready to get to work wetting Kace. The next, Kace straddled his body with his head thrown back. He took Jamison like he had waited his whole life for Jamison’s package. Jamison’s eyes burned from not blinking. He couldn’t look away. Not only was Kace beautiful, he was also arousing as fuck. He was like a whole-ass porno. The guy didn’t hide his desire or enjoyment. He openly took what he wanted. Jamison hadn’t expected to only be along for the ride—or to just be the ride. Yet here he was, and he wasn’t mad about it. He couldn’t stop stroking Kace so he could get the full show. Jamison wanted to watch him come unglued. He was turned on, desperate, and terrified he wouldn’t last much longer. Kace was a lot. He had Jamison feeling all the things. Then Kace caught him totally off guard by blowing much faster than Jamison expected. All Jamison could do was gasp and hang on as Kace’s body tried sucking him dry. He went from watching the show to whining his way through the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced. Jamison couldn’t breathe. He heard the needy, desperate sounds escaping him and he couldn’t stop. Hisentire body shook as he tried getting deeper into Kace’s ass. He had a bad feeling he used Kace like a rag doll as he lost control. Jamison couldn’t temper his strength. He had Kace by the hips, lifting him and dragging him back down while slamming his hips upward, taking Kace as hard as possible. The fight to pull every twitch and drop of cum from his body was real. Every second was carnal. Then nothing but wheezed and ragged breathing filled the air as Kace collapsed across his chest.
Jamison fought like hell to grab a single full thought and hang on. “Holy shit.”
He felt Kace chuckle against his chest.
Jamison held him tighter. “I’m not joking. Holy shit.”
Kace laughed harder.
“What the fuck was that? Why can’t I think straight?” Jamison couldn’t stop. No one had ever snatched his soul before. He had heard people say that, but always laughed about it. Now someone had rocked him to his core and Jamison still couldn’t breathe. He wanted to do it again.
“I’ve never been this angry with myself for only having the one condom.”
A wheezed laugh cut through the air. “Take mercy on me. I’m not exactly young.”
