Red Hot(Sex & Mayhem #5)(60)

Loki lay on the bed next to Red Jack, gently putting his arm over Red Jack’s chest. “Sure you did,” he said in a tone that suggested he didn’t believe a word of what Red Jack said. Fair enough.

Red Jack entwined their fingers, enjoying the heat of Loki’s body against his. The beating of Red Jack’s heart was getting furious for no reason. He wasn’t even hard yet and still had his pants on. “Do you want to find the rest of them?” he whispered.

Loki’s hand squeezed around his with surprising strength. “Yes.”

“Let’s add that to the bucket list then.” Red Jack slowly turned around on his good side and gave Loki a kiss. Those had to be the sweetest lips he’d ever tasted. Clear of lipstick, smooth and inviting. Loki smiled into Red Jack’s mouth and moved closer, slipping his arms around him.

“You’re so romantic.”

Red Jack laughed before stealing another kiss and moving his hand along Loki’s side. “Bullshit. That’s one thing I’m not.”

Loki chuckled and stretched next to Red Jack. “I love you anyway.”

“Idiot. You must want to be in love real bad if you choose a useless fucker like me. It’s the money, isn’t it? Beach house, flat-screen TV…” Red Jack smirked and ran his fingers over Loki’s nipple.

Loki rubbed their noses together, tickling Red Jack’s skin with his warm breath. He too had taken a quick shower at the clubhouse, and his slightly damp hair had a pleasant earthy aroma, which penetrated Red Jack’s nose as they got closer.

“Maybe. I do like luxury. You need to buy me new shoes.”

“So I’m a sugar daddy now? You need to take off your old clothes if you want new ones.”

A flame went up in Loki’s eyes. “What should I take off first, Sugar Daddy Jack?”

Red Jack barely swallowed, choked up by the intimacy of the situation, by Loki’s body freely molded to his. “Your T-shirt.”

Loki grinned at him and pulled up the hem of his top, exposing his hard stomach in slow motion. Red Jack hadn’t really taken his time watching Loki’s body, but it was fine. All toned muscle under smooth skin, with a trail of dark hairs disappearing in his jeans. Red Jack had been denying himself the pleasure of truly exploring all Loki had to offer, but after the night they’d had, he wasn’t worried that Loki would mock him if he wanted more. He was wounded after all.

Red Jack reached out to stroke Loki’s stomach. Despite all Loki had been through, his body still seemed so strong and firm. “Now the jeans.”

Loki’s gaze zeroed in on Red Jack’s, his pitch-black eyes wide, and for a moment, Red Jack considered taking his fingers away. But Loki covered them with his palm, gently squeezing before trailing lower. The hard stomach trembled slightly, raising Red Jack’s hand as Loki opened his belt.

Throughout his life, Red Jack had mostly focused on not looking at guys’ dicks, to avoid shitty situations, so the prospect of actually getting to play with Loki’s cock was getting him both excited and nervous. He had jerked him off a few times, but he’d always been guarded, ashamed of what Loki might think of him. His tongue was still dry as woodchips, but he was sure he’d start salivating when the cock came to view. He’d been more than curious about exploring other dicks, but had always been too self-conscious about it.

Loki slowly pushed his pants lower and lower, but Red Jack’s eyes stayed focused on the elongated shape at the front of his briefs, hugged against the left side of his underbelly. The spell was only broken when the jeans fell to the floor with a soft thud.

Loki leaned in and whispered into Red Jack’s ear, triggering a sudden tingle at the base of Red Jack’s spine. “What now, Sugar Daddy Jack?”

Red Jack took a deep breath and reached out to Loki’s dick, cupping it through the briefs. Rock solid already. “Take those off too.”

Loki gasped, and for a brief moment, his face went slack, his eyes rolled back. He was quick to listen to Red Jack’s command and tossed his briefs at the nearest wall. “Done.”

Red Jack lay back and spread his arms, but his heart was in his throat at the thought of what he was about to do. “You give me your word this stays between us only, right?” He’d kill Loki with his bare hands if that wasn’t the case, but wanted to make sure.

Loki chewed on his lip before nipping on Red Jack’s cheekbone. “Yeah.”

“Come sit here,” Red Jack patted his chest, annoyed that his voice came out a bit trembly.

Loki exhaled loudly, almost as if he completely drained himself of air in one breath, but he got to his knees and cautiously straddled Red Jack’s shoulders. His buttocks were soft when he sat down, but all that Red Jack could think of was the stiff cock in front of his face, with a smooth tip and a slit that stared straight back at him. The slight fuzz on Loki’s balls was just another layer of sensations competing for Red Jack’s attention.