Chapter 254
Jeremiah's heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic rhythm against the steady beat of Jasper's. The kiss was a storm of want, a furious rush of lips and tongue, and Jeremiah met it with an equal hunger. When the kiss finally broke, both of them were breathless, their foreheads still touching, their gazes locked.
Without a word, Jeremiah released Jasper's length and knelt on the bed, throwing the sheets off their bodies.
He climbed down from the bed and unbuckled his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor, his hips swaying with a confident deliberate grace.
A low, throaty groan rumbled in Jasper's chest as he watched Jeremiah's silhouette, bathed in the dim light of the room.
"Get naked, handsome," Jeremiah commanded, his voice a low, teasing whisper.
Jasper's eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and pure arousal. A slow smile spread across his face, and he obeyed.
Jasper slowly slid out of bed, his eyes trailing over Jeremiah's body as he lowered his pants to the floor, then he pulled his shirt off.
"What's your next order, Captain?" He asked, pushing his hair backwards away from his face as he watched Jeremiah's hips sway toward him.
Jeremiah reached Jasper's front and placed his arms on his shoulders. Then, he kissed him.
A low rumble left Jasper's throat as he felt Jeremiah's lips on his. His hands automatically wrapped around Jeremiah's waist, his tongue pushing into his mouth.
Just when Jasper was getting into the kiss, Jeremiah pulled away.
"Sit," Jeremiah whispered into Jasper's ear, gently pushing him toward the bed.
He pushed Jasper down on the bed and winked at him, "Get comfortable, sweetheart." He said, winking at Jasper as he leaned over the bedside drawer.
"Not there..." Jasper smirked, pointing his hand to the drawer at the other side of the bed.
Jeremiah groaned, "It's so far away." He said and bent over beside Jasper, placing his hands on the bed as he leaned his face closer, "It's so far..." he murmured.
Jasper's face moved, his nose touching Jeremiah's, "I can get it for us..." he whispered, his hand teasing Jeremiah's tip.
Jeremiah shut his eyes and sighed, "I missed you so much, Jasper." He breathed out, his lips slightly pressing on Jasper's.
"I missed you, too. Now, come give that ass, baby," Jasper murmured, his finger gently pinching Jeremiah's nipple.
A shudder ran through Jeremiah's skin. Horny and leaking, he quickly went over and grabbed the lubricant from the drawer and climbed on the bed.
Slowly, like a predator, he crawled toward Jasper, his eyes transfixed on the erection between his legs.
"I want you so bad, baby," Jeremiah whispered as he scattered kisses along Jasper's neck.
He kissed Jasper's collar bones, his chest.
Jasper's jaws locked, his eyes fluttered shut as Jeremiah sucked on his nipple, the sensation sending his nerves on a heated frenzy.
He'd fucking missed this.
Jeremiah moved... lower. He licked his tongue down Jasper's abs, biting slowly as he went. Then, he kissed the base of Jasper's cock, causing Jasper to shiver.
Jeremiah kissed his way to the head of Jasper's cock, his hand wrapping around it like a hose, then he directed it toward his lowered mouth.
"How I've missed this," He whispered over Jasper's engorged head, his warm breath sending sharp tongues down Jasper's spine.
Jasper's chest was rising and falling quickly as he watched Jeremiah's tongue slowly sliding over his pulsing tip, licking off every single precum which only caused more to leak from his opening.
"Gosh... your mouth Jeremiah, it will be death-Ahh..." he grunted as Jeremiah slowly slid him inside his mouth, the sight heightening his liquid arousal.
"You're fucking bad, baby... I love it..." Jasper's voice shook as he spoke.
Jeremiah slowly lowered his mouth onto Jasper's, keeping his eyes locked on Jasper's to let him see just how much he savoured him in his mouth. He suvked him deep in his throat, gagging softly.
Jasper's body shook and he took a shaky breath as he saw Jeremiah's cheek bulging out as Jeremiah purposely provided his cheek with the head of Jasper's cock, sucking deliciously on the mushroom head.
Jasper's hands flew to the back of Jeremiah's head, his fingers tangling in his hair, a mix of desperate need and pure ecstasy. He was losing all sense of himself, his body clenching and unclenching with every deliberate bob of Jeremiah's head. The sight of Jeremiah's cheeks bulging with his tip was an image that would be burned into his mind forever.
"Don't... don't stop," Jasper begged, his voice a guttural whisper. He arched his back, pushing himself deeper into Jeremiah's throat, a frantic need to feel more, to be filled by the man he loved.
Jeremiah's eyes, dark and heavy with want, never left Jasper's. The eye contact was a silent conversation, a way of saying, "I see you, and I want all of you."
Jasper's breath hitched in his throat. This wasn't just a physical act; it was a testament to their connection. Jeremiah's deliberate, slow movements were a promise, a show of how much he savoured every inch of Jasper. A sweet, aching warmth spread through Jasper's chest, a feeling so strong it made his eyes burn. This was love in its rawest, most undeniable form.
Jeremiah's slow, deliberate movements were a form of torture, a sweet, agonising promise that made Jasper's body clench with anticipation. He was on the edge, teetering, but Jeremiah wouldn't let him fall.
Instead, Jeremiah gently pulled away, his mouth leaving Jasper's length with a wet, popping sound that made Jasper gasp in protest. He looked up, his eyes dazed with want, as Jeremiah leaned in, his own lips slick with arousal.
"I'm about to fuck myself with your dick, Jasper... any objections?" Jeremiah whispered, his voice a low, teasing challenge.
Jasper grabbed Jeremiah's chin, "Only a fool would object to you, "No objections. I want you to. Do whatever you want, as long as it's with me. Show me what you've been craving. Ride me, baby." His response was a clear surrender, carrying a possessive edge. It was a challenge to Jeremiah, giving him full permission to take control.
Jeremiah smirked, slowly licking his lips.
A shiver of anticipation shot through Jasper. Jeremiah straddled him, the soft skin of his inner thighs brushing against Jasper's.
A gasp escaped Jeremiah's as he gently slidJasper's moidtened member inside his entrance.
The fit was slow at first, a deliberate and agonising press of skin against skin. The moment their bodies connected, a jolt of heat and raw pleasure shot through Jasper. He dug his fingers into Jeremiah's waist, pulling him down, wanting to be closer, to be deeper.
"Oh, God, Jeremiah," Jasper groaned, his voice rough with need.
Jeremiah leaned forward, his hands on Jasper's shoulders, his head tilted back in ecstasy. He started to ride, a slow, sensual grind that made Jasper shudder with every movement. Jeremiah's hips moved with a practised, deliberate rhythm, a powerful, commanding sway that had Jasper's entire body clenching and unclenching with desire.
It was exactly what he wanted. Every inch of him was filled with Jeremiah, and every thrust was a testament to the fact that they were exactly where they were supposed to be—together, in this moment, consumed by a fire only they could stoke.
The sweet ache that had been building inside Jasper suddenly surged into a fiery need. He couldn't hold back, couldn't wait any longer. His hips bucked, a desperate, shuddering thrust that sent a tremor through his entire body. "I'm... oh, God, Jeremiah," he groaned, his voice breaking.
He let his head fall back, his eyes squeezed shut, consumed by the pleasure of Jeremiah’s walls. The moment was a perfect storm of need, love, and sensation, all building to an inevitable, stunning release.
"Ahh... you're so... big... I'm - Fuck, don't stop!" Jeremiah cried out the moment Jasper's hand wrapped around him, stroking him at a rhythm faster than his thrusts.
"Cum with me, Baby, fucking... Ugh... Cummings," Jasper slammed his lips on Jeremiah's as he burst inside him.
In the next second, his pals were filled with Jeremiah's cum, and he didn't stop stroking him, just as Jeremiah didn't stop rocking his hips onto him.
"God, I love you so much," Jeremiah fell on Jasper's shoulder, moaning softly as the length inside him still throbbed.
Jasper hugged Jeremiah tightly, their sweaty skin q testament to their lovemaking, "I love you more, baby. No more breakup," he gasped for breath, kissing Jeremiah's cheek.
Jeremiah raises his face to stare at Jasper's love-filled eyes, "No more breakups." He whispered and kissed Jasper's lips, moaning as the semi-hard shaft slid out from him.
"You did well, my cowboy... so well," Jasper whispered his praise.
"Want to ride me sometime?" Jeremiah asked, smirking.
Jasper caressed Jeremiah's jawline, "Do you want me to?" His voice was low, eyes serious.
Jeremiah groaned, "No, I'm kidding. You're too hot to be taking shots... You should be giving it, to only me. Understand?" He placed a finger under Jasper's chin.
Jasper smiled, "I understand, baby. Still, just know I'd do it if it pleases you. Your pleasure comes first." He said, slowly easing his finger inside Jeremiah's posting opening.
A moan escaped Jeremiah's lips his eyes glazing over with lust as Jasper's ginger slowly fucked him with the cum that was slowly leaking out of him.
"You're sucking my finger so hard, baby... do you want more of cum," Jasper murmured hoarsely.
Jeremiah's body shook, his hips grinding down on Jasper's finger, "How would I dare top you, when you treat me so fucking good..." His head fell back as he enjoyed the toying between his legs.
"Then, let me fuck this ass till sunrise," Jasper growled.
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