Page 16 of Traitor
Jay blinked and then roared with laughter.
Crisp didn’t.
Jay immediately sobered. He crowded Crisp’s space. “Am I being kept here against my will?”
“Sort of. I mean, we don’t have a normal life. We can’t come and go, openly doing whatever we please. Am I stealing your life?”
Jay kissed his forehead. “Did you notice how many times you saidwe? That’s because we’re in this together. The keyword being together. Plus, not only am I not here against my will, Jett and I went out last night.”
Crisp’s stomach tried crawling into his throat. “What? Why? Where?” He deflated. Crisp swiped his hands through the air.“Never mind. I’m just proving my own point.” He focused on Jay and took a deep breath. “Did you have fun?”
His smile was breathtaking. Crisp almost sighed. “I did. Jett likely can’t say the same. He lost a bet to me and had to go out in public with me the way I sent you in the picture last night.”
Crisp chortled. “You’re joking.”
Even though his words hadn’t been a question, Jay treated them as if they were. “No.” He took a ring off his only little finger. Crisp hadn’t noticed the gorgeous gold piece until then. “At every jewelry store we visited, they kept asking him questions—as if he were my spouse-to-be and would want something he chose. It was hilarious.”
Crisp heard nothing after seeing the ring.
Jay kept going as if Crisp could still breathe properly. “Jett is nice and all, but no one else is you. Anyhow,” he dropped to one knee and held the ring out like water didn’t pound his face. “Will you marry me?”
Crisp’s jaw dropped. He had always thought that reaction was just a saying, but no. He was shocked speechless.
“Do you enjoy watching me drown?” Jay’s question shook Crisp from his mental lockdown.
“No.”
“Oh.” Jay stood, looking everywhere but at Crisp. “I guess I—”
Horror struck Crisp. “I wasn’t saying no to the proposal. You asked if I like to see you drown and I said no. Otherwise, it’s a huge yes. I’d love to marry you.”
A smile exploded across Jay’s face. He hugged Crisp so tightly that his feet left the floor. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me. I doubt I’ll be a very good husband, but I’m also not dumb enough to let you get away. You know I still have a long way to go to escape the past, and you deserve better than me, but you can’t know how happy I am right now.”
Crisp kissed him.
Jay’s rambling died a swift death as their tongues caressed. Jay pulled away for a second and put the ring on Crisp’s finger before coming back for more. They couldn’t get close enough. Their bodies rubbed against each other like trying to get beneath each other’s skin. They stumbled from the shower, trying to break their kiss as little as possible as they made their way to the bed. Crisp already knew they would regret soaking their bed coverings later. At that moment, nothing mattered except celebrating this miracle.
Crisp couldn’t think clearly enough to notice Jay getting him lubed. He didn’t see anything other than Jay’s sexy, scar-covered chest and arms. Somehow each raised mark made him look twice as sexy—like a warrior. Crisp’s head was all over the place. This man was really his. Jay wanted them to be permanent. He had never been happier.
“Please?” The plea came from so deep inside his soul that it took Crisp a second to realize it came from him.
Jay’s gaze snapped to hold his stare. He looked more aroused than Crisp had ever seen him. Jay didn’t look as if he tried to control the dark parts of himself. He was his truest self, and Crisp thought he was beautiful.
Of course, Jay never thought what Crisp expected. “I don’t ever want to hear you beg again. You’re too perfect for that. People should be on their knees for a second of your attention.”
His heart couldn’t take the overwhelming way Jay made him feel. “I don’t know. I begged the universe for you. Look how that turned out. I’d definitely do it again.”
His confession seemed to send Jay over the edge. In a flash, Crisp was folded up like a pretzel with Jay’s cock pounding him and Jay's tongue in his mouth. All thought vanished again. There was nothing but sensation. His breath left in small huffs from the power of Jay’s thrusts. Jay smothered any sounds he might make. A constant vibration shook his throat from the way he couldn’t stop moaning. Jay kept swallowing each one.
Crisp’s entire focus was on the way Jay’s cock hit at the right angle. His body burned and tingled. Crisp’s brain had turned off. All he knew was pleasure and love.
Jay tore his mouth away. His face looked strained. “Fuck, Crisp. I’m so in love with you. You brought me to life. How did you do this impossible thing? Holy shit. You feel perfect on my dick.”
Crisp couldn’t form words. All he could do was stare and feel. He felt everything. The way Jay moved and the words he spoke held Crisp captivated.
Jay closed his eyes, and Crisp watched him visibly crawl closer to the edge. Then Jay whimpered and Crisp went flying. His body jerked as the pleasure overwhelmed him. He cried out and Jay pumped faster. Crisp’s cum hit Jay’s chest. As if that was what Jay needed to send him over the edge, Jay cried Crisp’s name.
When Jay finally collapsed on him, Crisp found his tongue. “I love you too.”
