CHAPTER TWENTY
The drive to the cabin seemed to take twice as long as usual. By the time Jack pulled into the driveway, he was ready to drag Luke from the car, throw him over his shoulder, and carry him inside. He needed to get Luke naked as fast as possible. But Luke opened his door and practically ran for the cabin’s entrance. Apparently he was just as eager.
Once they were inside, Luke pulled him into a kiss. There was nothing gentle about it, the same animalistic need Jack felt seemed to be riding him as well. Luke grabbed his hips, pulling their bodies together. Jack could feel his hard cock pressed against his own, and he groaned into Luke’s mouth, enjoying this aggressive mood.
Finally, Luke pulled back to suck in air.
“Tell me what you want,” Jack ordered.
“You.”
“Me just like this or—”
“You dominating me, taking anything you want, demanding I give myself to you; I want to exist for you.”
“Holy fuck.”
“Please, Jack.”
He grabbed the sides of Luke’s shirt and yanked. Buttons popped and flew across the room as he shoved the material down Luke’s arms. Luke wriggled, trying to get his arms free while Jack worked his pants open. He helped Jack shove them and his briefs over his ass and then bent to remove his boots, nearly tumbling over he was so frantic.
Finally, he was completely naked.
“I want you on the bed, ass in the air, head down on your arms. I’m going to crop your ass, and you’re going to stay still.”
Luke’s eyes grew wide. “I… Yes, Sir.”
Jack stripped down to his underwear and pulled a crop and some other supplies from the dresser while Luke got into position.
“I’m not in the mood to be gentle,” he said.
“I don’t need gentle, Sir. I need to remember that I belong to you.”
His words made Jack’s cock jump. He brought the crop down hard. Luke cried out, but he stayed in position. Jack kept going, working his ass until it was bright red. Luke whined and muttered, but he never tried to escape. Jack loved how fucking obedient he was, even after months without any power play.
He didn’t want to push too far, so he tossed the crop on the floor. “Turn over.”
Luke winced when his ass made contact with the sheets, but his cock was hard, the tip deeply pink and dripping precome.
“Sore?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You love it, don’t you?”
Luke nodded.
“Answer me, boy.”
“I love it, Sir.”
“Damn right you do. I’m proud of you holding so still for me.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“I think you deserve a little reward.”
Jack pushed his legs apart, settled between them, and took his cock into his mouth.
“So fucking good,” Luke shouted.
Jack took him down his throat, sucking hard, and Luke bucked up, forcing himself deeper. Jack didn’t stop to scold him. He loved the reaction he was getting. When he was sure Luke was just about to come, he pulled off.
Luke stared at him, breathing raggedly.
“Let’s cool you down.”
“Wh-what?”
“You thought I was going to let you come? No way are you getting off that easy.”
At Luke’s agonized expression, Jack just laughed. “You had some pleasure; it’s time for some more pain.”
He picked up some clamps from the side of the bed. After tugging and twisting Luke’s nipples, Jack applied them both simultaneously. Luke’s hips shot off the bed, and he cried out, cursing Jack and begging for mercy.
“Take it,” Jack demanded. “Take it because that’s what I want.”
Luke stilled then. “Yes, Sir. I can…take it…Sir.”
“Of course you can.”
Luke’s cock had softened, but Jack worked it back to full hardness with a few strokes. He toyed with Luke then, licking his cock and balls and fingering his ass until he was once again right on the edge. Then he stopped and removed the clamps.
Luke cried out as sensation returned. “Holy fuck that hurts!”
“I bet it does.”
“Bastard!”
Jack slapped his thigh.
Luke’s eyes widened as he realized what he’d said. “Forgive me, Sir.”
Jack nodded. “I’m asking a lot of you.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“It’s not easy to wait, is it?”
“No, Sir.”
Jack stroked his abdomen. “You’re doing such a good job.”
“Doing?”
“Yes.”
“You mean… You’re not… You’re not going to fuck me now?”
Jack chuckled. “Not yet. I told you I was going to make you wait.”
“But—”
Jack slapped his thigh again. “Who’s in charge here?”
“You are, Sir.”
“Remember that.”
Jack made him turn on his stomach so he could crop his thighs and give his ass just a few more strokes. By the time he stopped, Luke was practically in tears.
“Need to come, Sir. Please!”
Jack slapped his ass. “Up on your knees. I’m going to fuck you now. You’ll come when I tell you to.”
“Y-yes, Sir.”
Luke trembled as he held the position, and it was fucking gorgeous. Jack rolled on a condom, lubed his cock, and drove into Luke’s ass. He fucked him hard, and Luke pushed back, meeting him with every stroke.
“I. Fucking. Love. You. Luke Sumner.”
“Love you. Love you so much,” Luke cried.
“You can come now.” He reached under Luke and stroked his cock. He shot almost instantly. And Jack followed right after him, his orgasm consuming him, building into a storm of sensation that stole his breath.
When he came back to reality, he pulled out of Luke’s body, tossed the condom, and drew Luke into his arms.
“Move in with me in May.”
Luke opened his eyes enough to squint at Jack. “I thought we’d already agreed on that.”
“Not outright. I don’t want there to be any chance of a misunderstanding.”
“I have every intention of spending as much of the summer as I can right here with you, or in your bed at the inn—”
“Our bed.”
Luke grinned, looking at Jack fully now. “Mmm. Our bed. I like the sound of that.”
“So do I.”
“I guess I should start trying to find a summer job in Ames Bridge.”
“Remember how I told Lucy I was interested in hiring you to help with bookkeeping?”
“Sure, but that was just a cover story.”
“Only because I didn’t want you beholden to me until you’d had a chance to figure out what you wanted. A part-time bookkeeper would be a big help.”
“Really? You’re not just saying that? I don’t mind finding a job on my own.”
“We’re already getting lots of bookings for the summer, so there’s plenty of work. It will be part-time, but Scott might have some work for you too.”
“And I can also work a few shifts at the coffee shop.”
Jack smiled as he stroked Luke’s hair. “Perfect.”
Luke kissed him gently then, and Jack savored the goodness of having him back. When he rolled over, pulling Luke with him, he glanced at his watch. “Damn.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’ll have to head back to the inn soon.”
“That’s okay. I need to go see my family.”
Jack frowned. “If you need to stay with them while you’re here in order to keep the peace, I—”
“No, I’m staying with you. I talked to my mom yesterday.”
“You did?”
Luke nodded. “It was a good conversation. I think she’s going to be okay with us being together now.”
“Really? What did you say?”
“That I loved you and it hurt to be apart.”
Jack’s mouth dropped open. “You told her that?”
“Yeah.” Luke rose on his elbow and gazed down at Jack. “I did.”
Luke’s words sent joy rushing through him. “Your family will be at the wedding, won’t they?”
“They will.”
“Good. I’d like a chance to talk to them.”
Luke gave him a wary look.
“To tell them how very thankful I am that they raised such an amazing son.”
Luke’s cheeks pinkened.
“You are amazing,” Jack insisted.
“So are you.”
Jack grinned. “We’ll have to dial back the sappiness tomorrow, or we might make someone sick.”
“With Cal and Beck making eyes at each other, I doubt anyone will even notice, and I don’t give a damn if they do. I’m ready to tell the world how I feel about you.”
“Really?” Jack couldn’t believe how lucky he was.
“Yes.”
“I’m ready for that too.”
Luke brushed his lips over Jack’s. “I thought I needed to leave this place in order to finally feel free, but it turns out all I needed was love.”
Jack deepened the kiss. He was very late getting back to the inn, but he didn’t mind one bit.
Look for a special Ames Bridge novella, A Wedding at McMurtry Farm later in 2018.