“Being a smartarse costs extra.”
“Is that your way of saying you like it when I talk back?”
Jason took a breath as if to answer, but one circle of Blake’s tongue silenced him. Or at least reduced him to a low groan instead of whatever comeback he might’ve had.
Blake steadied Jason’s cock with one hand and started stroking the shaft with the other. He teased the head with his lips and tongue, trying not to turn himself on too much with thoughts of Jason bending him over the bed and fucking him. Jason wasn’t massive like some of the guys at Market Garden, and Blake was completely okay with that. There was something to be said for being fucked with a dick that wouldn’t have been better suited on a large piece of livestock.
He certainly wasn’t lacking, though. With Blake’s hand wrapped around Jason’s cock, the middle finger and thumb tip didn’t quite touch. His jaw ached, and he could only imagine how the rest of his body was going to feel once Jason was done with him.
Jason’s hips started rocking a little, pushing his dick into Blake’s mouth in time with his strokes. “You like sucking cock, don’t you?”
“Mm-hmm.” Blake looked up at him, still stroking. “Doesn’t everyone?”
Their eyes met, and they both chuckled. Some men certainly did not like sucking cock. Blake would never understand them—evidently, neither would Jason.
“God, I want to fuck you,” Jason moaned, but he kept that tight grip on Blake’s hair. “Don’t know if I want you to suck me off first, or if I should make you turn around right now.”
“If we had all night, I’d suck you off first.” Blake released Jason and, when Jason released his hair, stood. “But we don’t, and I really want you to fuck me.”
Jason’s expression hardened slightly and his eyebrow flicked up. “Did I say you could stand up?”
“No.” Blake gestured behind him. “But five thousand quid says I’m getting fucked before this night is over.”
Jason glanced past him, and Blake was surprised he didn’t start licking his chops.
Blake closed his hand around Jason’s cock again, and leaned forward enough to whisper in his ear. “And I’m in town for a few days. Earn that five thousand, and I’ll bring more tomorrow.”
Jason met his gaze. “Tomorrow?”
“Assuming you’re free, that is.”
“Free?” Jason snickered, trailing a finger down the center of Blake’s bare chest. “I’m a lot of things. Free is never one of them.”
“Available, then.”
“For a high roller like you?” Jason rocked his hips again, fucking Blake’s fist. “I can clear my schedule.”
“Good.” Blake brought him so close that they were almost kissing. “Fuck me now, and fuck me right, and then tomorrow, we’ll see how much of a high roller I really am.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow.”
This time, Jason did lick his lips. He slid his hands up Blake’s chest and linked them behind his neck. “I’m certainly intrigued.”
“Are you?”
“Mm-hmm.” Jason kissed him full-on, and that part was not an act. Blake liked this game—mention money, discuss pricing, and suddenly Jason was putty in his hands. This was a game Blake could definitely play. And win.
Jason broke the kiss and met his eyes. “I’ll have to think about what I’m going to do tomorrow.”
“And how much it’ll cost?”
“Absolutely.” Jason flashed a grin. “But that’ll be tomorrow.” He let go of Blake. “Clothes off. And I want you on your back.”
Blake hurried to get out of his clothes, and he placed them all on the chair. Jason did the same, only much slower. When Blake was completely naked and on the bed, Jason was stripping off his underwear. He didn’t particularly seem to care where his clothes fell, which struck Blake as a strange thing for a guy who professionally undressed for other people.
Jason then joined him on the bed, easing himself down on top of Blake and between his legs, and they kissed again, skin sliding against skin. “It’s a shame you don’t have the whole night.”
“Agreed. Just need to take care of some important stuff tomorrow, then I can afford to be frazzled for the rest of the week.”
Jason sat up and grabbed a condom. “Personally, I find a good fuck centers and focuses me.”
“Yes, but with you it wouldn’t be only one.” Blake watched him roll the condom down over his length, and couldn’t wait to feel him inside. “And I need to have my wits together tomorrow.”
“Want me to leave after, then?” Jason reached for the lube.
“It’d be better, unfortunately.” Blake took the tube when Jason was done with it. “So make this one a good one.”