could respond, a second masculine voice spoke up.
“What’s upsetting you, Blondie?” Jay asked. “The fact that a man had your dick in his mouth, or the fact that you liked it?”
Hunter’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits as he glared at Jay. His cheeks turned beet red. “Fuck you, Baxter.”
“Fuck me, or fuck you?” Jay asked, his voice sharp. “Which one do you really want?”
“I want you to get the hell out of my house and not come back. Ever.”
“Hunter,” Julia gasped. “You don’t mean that.”
“You bet I do!”
“Yeah, see, I also don’t believe you mean that,” Jay taunted. “I think what you want is for me to take your dick again and give it another stupendous blowjob.” Jay walked forward so Julia could now see he wore a pair of boxers and nothing else. “Or maybe,” he continued, his gaze fixed on Hunter, his mouth grim, “maybe you want your own mouthful of man juice. Maybe you want to try blowing me.”
If possible, Hunter’s cheeks turned even redder. “Don’t push me, Jay. I’ll kick your sorry ass out of the door faster than you can blink.”
Jay raised an eyebrow. “So that’s what you want to do with my ass? Kick it?” He snickered in obvious disbelief. “Mate, after the quality of that blowjob, I think there’s a lot more you want to aim at my ass than your foot.”
Julia’s jaw dropped open.
Hunter’s chair crashed to the floor. He was on his feet and advancing on Jay at killer speed.
“Hunter. No!” She grabbed his arm, trying to yank him to a halt. Her shoulder about jerked out of her socket before Hunter reacted to her anxiety and stopped.
“I’m sorry, Jules,” he said without looking at her. He stared daggers at Jay. “But you need to let me go. Now.”
Damn it, so much testosterone flooded the room there was only one way this argument was going to end. With someone lying on the floor, injured. While Jay might be taller than Hunter, Hunter was broader. It was anyone’s guess who’d be the first man down.
Jay stood a little straighter. “No worries, Jules. You can drop your hold on him.”
Not a chance. The muscles bulged in Hunter’s arm, warning Julia he was preparing to throw the first punch.
“See, he’s not going to hurt me,” Jay explained as he stared straight back at Hunter. “He doesn’t want a fight. He wants…this.”
To Julia’s flabbergasted surprise, Jay flashed Hunter. Even from five odd paces away, she could see the way Jay’s cock stood proud and erect. Good God, he was turned on. With all the craziness going on around them, he was aroused.
Before she had a full second to process her thoughts, Hunter had ripped free of her grasp and leapt at Jay. He landed against him with a sickening thud. The force of his attack sent them both crashing to the floor. Jay landed on his back, spread-eagle. Hunter landed on top of him.
Hunter pulled back, lifted his arm and clenched his hand into a fist. He looked murderous.
If his hand connected with Jay’s nose, he’d break it.
Jay said something in a voice so soft Julia couldn’t hear. But Hunter did and he froze. He relaxed his hand then clenched it into a fist again. Then relaxed it.
Julia dropped to her knees, closer to the men. When Jay spoke again, she heard him.
“It’s what you want, Miles.”
“No, Baxter.” Hunter’s hand formed the fist again. Muscle strained in his back and neck. “What I want is to smash your teeth in.”
Again Jay spoke too softly to hear.
“Never,” Hunter roared and his arm flashed through the air.
Before his fist met its target, Jay flipped them both. This time Hunter landed on his back, with Jay on top of him, pinning his body down with his chest and holding his arms with his hands. They were inches away from Julia.
“You’re lying,” Jay snapped. “You want it as much as I do.”
“I want Jules, you stupid fuck. Not you.” Hunter panted as Jay pressed his weight on his chest.
“Then why do you have a massive
“What’s upsetting you, Blondie?” Jay asked. “The fact that a man had your dick in his mouth, or the fact that you liked it?”
Hunter’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits as he glared at Jay. His cheeks turned beet red. “Fuck you, Baxter.”
“Fuck me, or fuck you?” Jay asked, his voice sharp. “Which one do you really want?”
“I want you to get the hell out of my house and not come back. Ever.”
“Hunter,” Julia gasped. “You don’t mean that.”
“You bet I do!”
“Yeah, see, I also don’t believe you mean that,” Jay taunted. “I think what you want is for me to take your dick again and give it another stupendous blowjob.” Jay walked forward so Julia could now see he wore a pair of boxers and nothing else. “Or maybe,” he continued, his gaze fixed on Hunter, his mouth grim, “maybe you want your own mouthful of man juice. Maybe you want to try blowing me.”
If possible, Hunter’s cheeks turned even redder. “Don’t push me, Jay. I’ll kick your sorry ass out of the door faster than you can blink.”
Jay raised an eyebrow. “So that’s what you want to do with my ass? Kick it?” He snickered in obvious disbelief. “Mate, after the quality of that blowjob, I think there’s a lot more you want to aim at my ass than your foot.”
Julia’s jaw dropped open.
Hunter’s chair crashed to the floor. He was on his feet and advancing on Jay at killer speed.
“Hunter. No!” She grabbed his arm, trying to yank him to a halt. Her shoulder about jerked out of her socket before Hunter reacted to her anxiety and stopped.
“I’m sorry, Jules,” he said without looking at her. He stared daggers at Jay. “But you need to let me go. Now.”
Damn it, so much testosterone flooded the room there was only one way this argument was going to end. With someone lying on the floor, injured. While Jay might be taller than Hunter, Hunter was broader. It was anyone’s guess who’d be the first man down.
Jay stood a little straighter. “No worries, Jules. You can drop your hold on him.”
Not a chance. The muscles bulged in Hunter’s arm, warning Julia he was preparing to throw the first punch.
“See, he’s not going to hurt me,” Jay explained as he stared straight back at Hunter. “He doesn’t want a fight. He wants…this.”
To Julia’s flabbergasted surprise, Jay flashed Hunter. Even from five odd paces away, she could see the way Jay’s cock stood proud and erect. Good God, he was turned on. With all the craziness going on around them, he was aroused.
Before she had a full second to process her thoughts, Hunter had ripped free of her grasp and leapt at Jay. He landed against him with a sickening thud. The force of his attack sent them both crashing to the floor. Jay landed on his back, spread-eagle. Hunter landed on top of him.
Hunter pulled back, lifted his arm and clenched his hand into a fist. He looked murderous.
If his hand connected with Jay’s nose, he’d break it.
Jay said something in a voice so soft Julia couldn’t hear. But Hunter did and he froze. He relaxed his hand then clenched it into a fist again. Then relaxed it.
Julia dropped to her knees, closer to the men. When Jay spoke again, she heard him.
“It’s what you want, Miles.”
“No, Baxter.” Hunter’s hand formed the fist again. Muscle strained in his back and neck. “What I want is to smash your teeth in.”
Again Jay spoke too softly to hear.
“Never,” Hunter roared and his arm flashed through the air.
Before his fist met its target, Jay flipped them both. This time Hunter landed on his back, with Jay on top of him, pinning his body down with his chest and holding his arms with his hands. They were inches away from Julia.
“You’re lying,” Jay snapped. “You want it as much as I do.”
“I want Jules, you stupid fuck. Not you.” Hunter panted as Jay pressed his weight on his chest.
“Then why do you have a massive
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