Chapter 48

“What?”

Jake continued to just stare.

What?” Barry asked again.

“Do you know how fucking sexy you look sitting there?”

Barry felt exposed, but, yeah, sexy, too. Smiling, he asked, “You want me, cowboy?” He spread his arms and legs. “Then come and get me.”

There were at most three steps between the door and the vanity, but Jake made that short distance count as he slowly stalked closer. Barry felt like a sheep about to be devoured by a feral wolf. He shivered, and it had nothing to do with the temperature in the bathroom.

Jake’s expression remained determined, and his dick remained hard and leaking. Barry didn’t know which to focus his attention on.

Soon Jake was standing between Barry’s spread legs. Jake reached up and cupped Barry’s face, his thumbs rubbing Barry’s cheeks. “You are so fuckin’ beautiful,” he murmured.

As best he could with Jake holding his face, Barry shook his head. Jake was the beautiful one. Barry had told the man often enough he should have been a male model. Working outdoors as much as they did, Barry feared the sun and weather would prematurely age Jake’s and Jimmy’s skin. To try and reduce that from happening, he insisted they both use a high-protection sunscreen with built in moisturizer. And looking at Jake’s face close up in the harsh bathroom light, Barry couldn’t see a single blemish. His red cowboy was simply perfect.

“Jake?” Barry asked when the man continued to stare at him, not speaking.

“I’ve changed my mind.”

Barry didn’t understand.

“About the first thing I’m gonna do when we get back home.” Jake’s blue eyes locked onto Barry’s and Barry couldn’t move, Jake’s gaze was so intense. “Me and you are going to have some quality Jake-and-Barry time. I’m gonna carry you out of the truck, up the porch steps, down the hallway, and into the bedroom. I’ll slowly take off every stitch of your clothing, and make love to every square inch of your body.”

Barry swallowed. His dick…he couldn’t remember it ever being harder. But Jake’s gaze was unwavering, Barry was paralyzed, he couldn’t get his hand to move to jerk himself off.

“I’ll spend as long as it takes to show you why I want you, why I need you, and why I never want you to leave.”

“Show me now,” Barry whispered, his throat constricted and his mouth dry.

“You sure?”

Barry nodded. He’d never been more sure of anything in his life. Barry needed to be united with this man, belong to him, show him that, no matter what, Barry Logan wouldn’t ever leave him.

Jake broke his soul-searching stare. “We don’t have any, uh, stuff in here.”

Finally able to move, Barry rifled through the basket of complimentary shampoo, conditioners and liquid soap. Shit, why the fuck couldn’t a hotel in the twenty-first century provide complimentary lube? Barry was just as mad with himself for not keeping lube in his toilet bag for just such an eventuality. Wasn’t he supposed to be the organized one?

“I’ll get some from the room,” Jake said.

“Be quick but don’t wake Jimmy.”

Jake didn’t seem in any hurry however. He cupped Barry’s face once again before sliding his hands down to caress Barry’s neck and shoulders. Those oh-so-strong hands then glided down Barry’s arms until they reached his hands. Jake lifted their joined hands to his lips and kissed Barry’s fingers.

“Back soon,” Jake said, releasing Barry’s hands.

Immediately Barry felt chilled. He wrapped his arms around his middle and hugged himself, watching Jake’s undulating ass cheeks depart.

It seemed to take forever for Jake to return. The bottle of lube was in the drawer of the nightstand, maybe Jake didn’t know this. Barry was about to slide off the vanity when the bathroom door silently opened.

Barry gasped. Jake stood, leaning against the doorframe. He’d donned his Stetson and pulled it low over his eyes. He’d also shrugged into a red flannel shirt, which he’d left unbuttoned to perfectly frame his wide chest and washboard abs.

Bottle of Astroglide in his hand and a devilish smile playing on his lips, Jake growled, “Thought I’d pretend we’d jist arrived home and I didn’t have time ta undress before breedin’ yer fine ass.”

Barry opened his mouth but could only manage a small squeak. Naked Jake had been magnificent. Partially clothed Jake was out-of-this-world-sexy.

“You like?” Jake asked, his smile ramping up from devilish to ‘I’m fucking hot and I know it.’

Barry nodded, then realized his mouth was hanging open so closed it.

Jake ran a hand up his chest and played with a nipple until it was hard.

Barry ran a hand up his own chest, unconsciously mimicking Jake’s actions.