Will swung the car around a corner and into the designated parking place with tires squealing on the treated concrete. He wrenched the gear stick into park. One hand turned off the ignition, the other reached for Jax’s neck. Will yanked Jax’s head forward, torn between kissing and strangling.
Jax’s mouth opened and Will’s tongue dove inside, a hard, hot, passionate kiss that Will had been dying to land from the moment he’d seen Jax waiting outside his sister’s house. Will pushed back the question as to why Jax had waited outside, why he’d not been allowed inside. Jax tasted sweet, of coffee, toothpaste, of Jax. Will loved him so much and he daren’t tell him because he had a feeling that the moment those words 39
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came from his mouth, their relationship would be over. Will’s tongue explored, twisting around its partner before it slipped into the plunging rhythm he wanted to echo with his cock. He felt Jax try to move away, but Will hadn’t had enough, could never have enough. He wanted to devour him, consume him, make him part of him.
Jax’s hands stroked his back, trying to calm him. When his fingers tugged on his hair, Will finally pulled away. They stared at each other, both panting. Will guessed his eyes had the same glazed look he saw in Jax’s.
“Zip yourself up. I’ll get my case out of the trunk,” Jax said.
Zipping up was easier said than done. Will’s dick protested at being forced back inside his pants. He expected to see his balls drop off in a temper. As Will got out of the car, he tugged his sweater down, trying to cover the prominent bulge at his groin. He looked at Jax doing the same thing. They grinned at each other.
“Two minutes and counting,” Jax said as they hurried to the elevator.
“No touching,” Will answered. His dick twitched as he remembered the sex they’d had in this stalled elevator a few months ago. Will stood with his back to the control panel to prevent Jax hitting the stop button. The doors closed.
Jax licked his lips. “One minute fifty.” He leaned on the opposite wall to Will and stared at him. “I can hardly wait to wrap my lips around your cock. I want to suck your heart out.”
Will shuddered. “Oh fuck.”
Jax’s eyes twinkled in amusement. “I’m going to lick you from your glistening tip to your cute, puckered asshole and if you’re really good, I’ll play there for a while.” Will closed his eyes. “Christ, Jax. Shut the fuck up.”
“One minute thirty. How long do you think you’ll be able to stand it? My hot, wet mouth on your hard, velvety cock. My tongue in your ass.” Will opened his eyes and glared. “If you keep on like that—one second.” Jax laughed.
The door opened on the top floor, the fifth, and Will leapt out, fumbling in his pocket for his keys.
“One minute ten,” Jax called behind him.
Will unlocked the door and pushed it open. Thank Christ.
“Oh hi, Mrs. Dutton. How are you?” Jax said.
Will rolled his eyes at the joke but when he turned, he saw their partially deaf neighbor from across the hall exiting her apartment with her hairball of a dog. It was hard to tell one end of the thing from the other. She was a wealthy widow in her sixties and they both loved her, but right at that moment, Will wanted to kill her. He kept the lower half of his body behind the door and waved.
“Good morning, William.”
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“Thirty,” Jax called.
The pair exchanged a few more words and Will had to stop himself going back down the corridor and dragging Jax into the apartment. He sighed with relief when Mary moved off and Jax wheeled his suitcase through the door.
“Five,” Jax said and slammed the door. “Four.” Will pushed Jax back against the wall. “Three.” But it was Will who was unzipped. “Two.” His boxers and pants yanked down together. “One.”
Will could barely hold back the gasp of delight as
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