Page 10 of Exhale (Out for Justice #8)

“ F uck, J,” Owen groaned.

Jordan broke the kiss and sat up. Those smooth techie hands moved over his chest and down his abs, and Owen was going to move, take action, but he was too enthralled just watching Jordan hover over him.

The man’s sleek body was pure poetry. Jordan’s hips started undulating and grinding down against him.

Fucking Christ, he was going to blow right the fuck now if he didn’t slow things down.

He carded his fingers through Jordan’s hair and pulled the man down into another full kiss.

Their mouths met in a hard crush that turned into soft nibbling. Their lips parted, and he swept his tongue, gaining entry to Jordan’s mouth. He groaned at the taste that was all Jordan.

The younger man always smelled so fucking delicious, it had to be his shampoo or soap… and Owen was determined to find out which one it was and soon.

Jordan sat back up and yanked his t-shirt over his head, fighting to get it off, and Owen fought back a smile and helped. Scooting back on his legs, Jordan gripped the edges of his briefs and pulled them down his legs and tossed them away.

The young man paused, gazing from his eyes down his torso, and locked on his cock standing at attention. Jordan licked his lips and Owen’s cock jumped, heat pulsing.

With a slow smile, Jordan stood and pulled down and kicked off his own dark briefs. Standing completely naked, Jordan was so fucking stunning that it almost hurt to look at him.

“Come ‘ere.” Owen held his arms out, and Jordan crawled up and over him.

This time stretching out so that their legs collided and their cocks pressed together.

“God, baby.”

The words slipped out as he tugged Jordan’s head up and plastered their mouths together. He fisted those dark curls and took the young man’s mouth with a slow, deep kiss until Jordan was whimpering.

“Owen,” Jordan husked through swollen lips, his hips undulating.

Owen sat Jordan up so the slighter man was straddling him. He smoothed his hand down Jordan’s sleekly muscled chest, over his flat stomach, and took the man’s aching cock into his hand.

Jordan gasped and sent his hips thrusting, fucking his cock into his fist. Owen caressed Jordan with his free hand, sliding over his chest and then tweaking one nipple, making the man gasp.

Jordan’s head fell forward, those brilliant blue eyes gleaming as he ground his ass down on his cock caught between them. With hands braced on his chest, Jordan lifted his hips up and down.

“Shit,” he groaned.

“Yessss,” Jordan groaned back and leaned for another kiss.

Owen captured the younger man’s mouth, their tongues tangled and teeth nipped. At this angle, Jordan could no longer thrust his cock into his fist, and Owen had had enough of the play.

Carding his fingers into Jordan’s dark curls, he deepened the kiss hungrily until he was lightheaded and drew back to breathe.

“Fuck,” Owen rasped, sucking in huge gulps of air.

Jordan moaned and ran his mouth along his neck, sucking at him, marking him, making him harder than ever.

Gripping beneath Jordan’s ass, Owen kneaded the round globes.

He grabbed the small bottle of lube from the supplies on the nightstand and slicked his fingers before reaching around and sliding them between Jordan’s cheeks. With his other greased-up hand, he fisted around Jordan’s cock as he slid one finger inside, making the man slick.

“Yes, just like that,” Jordan ordered, hands gripping at his shoulders, knees gripping his sides tightly.

Jordan sent his hips thrusting, fucking his fist.

Owen held still, deciding if he needed to add another finger, but Jordan seemed to read his mind.

“No.” Jordan bit at his lips, lifting his hips, trying to angle his cock.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned and aimed the head of his cock at that slick, tight entrance.

He rubbed the head of his dick against Jordan’s entrance, feeling the tight pucker. He brushed back and forth against Jordan’s hole before he pushed in only the tip of his cock.

“Nnnn!” Jordan’s blue eyes were blazing, but then lost to view when his head rolled back, eyes closed.

He’d known that they would be good together, but this right here, right now with Jordan?

It was nirvana.

If he could spend the rest of his life buried inside Jordan, he’d be a happy man.

Gripping Jordan’s tight ass, Owen squeezed and guided his dick deep. He lifted and then pistoned in over and over, setting up a hungry rhythm.

And let the world fade away in this man’s embrace.

Slamming down on Owen one more time was all it took, and ropes of come jetted from his hard dick, all without even touching it.

It had to be from the insane attraction he had.

Owen was everything he ever dreamed of, and he wondered what he’d been so scared of.

With Owen’s large hands holding him tight and the man beneath him staring at him with those pale blue eyes, Jordan felt his own eyes sting.

Was it too early for words of love?

He didn’t dare say them aloud, not yet anyway. The tightness in his chest and feelings of being overwhelmed certainly felt like it might be love.

He was no expert, but he knew without a doubt that Owen was his future.

“Stay with me, baby,” Owen murmured, drawing his head down and kissing him.

The man’s long, hard, and thick cock plunged deep with each thrust, and Jordan could only gasp.

Sweat covered both of them, making them slick and wet.

When Owen suddenly sat up and power-lifted him, all Jordan could do was hang on. With the mattress now to his back and Owen above him, he moaned and ran his hands over every part of the hard man he could reach.

When Owen lifted his legs and spread them wide, Jordan draped them over the soldier’s thick arms.

Guiding his dick back inside, Owen entered him again in one smooth glide…oh so fucking deep.

For a moment, Jordan forgot to exhale and grew lightheaded, sending his breath gasping in the hotel room.

After that, the only thing he could do was hold on. It was a turn on just how easily Owen handled him. When Owen began thrusting, Jordan’s cock bounced, slapping against his stomach. He groaned when the head of the man’s dick punched again and again against that bundle of nerves deep inside.

Shit! Shit! He was going to come again.

Clutching the bedsheet with one hand, he gripped his cock with the other and started stroking in time with Owen’s thrusts.

“So fucking close,” Owen growled as he thrust, pegging him again.

“Oh fuuuck!” Jordan rasped, and another orgasm rolled up and over him. He shot come clear up to his own neck.

Owen emptied his balls into his ass with one long final thrust and then sprawled over him, breathing heavily.

Jordan pressed Owen’s nape and combed his fingers through the man’s dark hair.

“We sleeping like this?” he whispered groggily.

“No,” Owen said on a ragged chuckle and pushed himself up.

Jordan wasn’t sure how he did it, but Owen picked him up like he weighed nothing and walked into the bathroom before setting him on his feet.

As Owen flipped on the shower, Jordan looked his fill.

“Mmm, I love shower sex,” Jordan said with a cheeky grin.

“You’re insatiable.” Owen shook his head.

“It comes with being twenty-seven. You remember.” Jordan waggled his eyebrows.

“Smart ass,” Owen admonished and then wrapped him up in his arms and walked into the shower with him.

“Later, yes?” Jordan said, placing a slow, aching kiss on Owen’s mouth.

“Most definitely.”