Jack finished signing the credit card slip and turned to Jax. "Want to get out of here?"
Jax nodded and Jack stood, used to stepping over and pulling Pauline's seat out, but stopping himself. He'd do the same for Jax in a heartbeat, but he knew that would be too intimate of a gesture. Alright, so if he were any other woman, even other than his wife, it would have been an ok gesture, but a man pulling out another man's chair went against the social norms... unless you're a gay man, and despite their love for each other, or rather because they loved each other, Jack couldn't and wouldn't do anything to jeopardize what they had, even if he wanted to do those type of things with him and for him.
He had wanted to hold his hand through dinner, share his food off the same fork or spoon, so many things he had wanted to do, but he had held back because he loved him. Jax had done the same. He kept finding himself staring at Jack with his loving eyes. There were more than a few times that he had found himself undressing the mayor with his eyes. He didn't know if it was the idea of the clothing optional dessert or the arousal-inducing hors d'vours they were sharing. Whatever it was, he was looking forward to tonight. It wasn't as though they were planning on making love tonight, but it was a very likely prospect.
The two of them thanked the restaurant staff and headed out to Jack's car parking on the curb down the block. They each slid in the opposite sides of the car and pulled their belts on and Jack looked over at Jax as he started the engine.
"God, I wish I could kiss you."
Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Jax slid his hand over and took Jack's hand in his. "There will be plenty of time for that back at my place." He gave his hand a gentle squeeze, smiling for him.
Taking a deep breath, Jack nodded and squeezed his hand and turned his attention to his driving. The sooner they got out of there, the sooner he could have the amazing man sitting beside him in his arms. They didn't talk on the way to La Révolutionnaire. They didn't need to. They held hands between the two seats quietly and occasionally looked at the other to smile or look the other over longingly. Nothing they could say would say as much as their glances did.
Jack parked the car in the alley behind the joint and turned off the engine. Jax had his seatbelt off in an instant and leaned over toward Jack, pressing his lips to his passionately. He knew Jack had wanted that as much as he had all night since they had left this very spot a few hours earlier. Pulling back slowly, he smiled at him.
"Dessert, Monsieur Mayor?"
Inhaling, Jack nodded slowly. "Ouais..."
Jax smiled and opened his own door, jumping out and shutting the door. He walked around the car to meet Jack, taking his hand in the darkness and walking with him in through the side entrance. Once inside, their hands released and Jax led him through the darkened lounge toward the kitchen. The door was a swinging door, but it had a lock on it. Once in the room, he turned around and locked the door to give them some privacy.
Unable to stay away from each other any longer, they fell into each others arms, kissing each other deeply. Jax pushed Jack against the wall, pressing his body against the slightly taller man's frame. Jack groaned deeply into Jax's mouth, pulling him tighter against him. His leg slid around Jax's calf and rubbed at it as their tongues tangoed sensually. They had wanted this and more all night, and now that they were finally alone and didn't need to hold back any longer. Well, neither of them were about to make love down here, especially with dozens of people in the lounge.
Jax let his lips trail down Jack's chin and to his neck, back toward his ear. "I love you, Jack. I want to show you how much tonight. Tell me you can stay the night."
Jack was grateful to have Jax's body pressed against his, keeping him standing. He wanted to spend the night, but it was something they had to seriously think about. He didn't need the negative publicity that would revolve around the mayor staying out all night. He was a family man. It was a big part of his political platform. If he were to stay out all night, rumors would start circulating. Even if they didn't speculate about his sexuality for staying out with the owner of La Révolutionnaire, they'd still start asking questions about the stability of his marriage, and even though his marriage was technically over, to the rest of the world, they were still happy as ever. But he had already spent many late nights, coming home in the early hours of the morning anyway. He could set an alarm and wake up early enough to be home before daylight hours. He wanted this. He'd do what it takes to have it with him.
"I will stay."
Jax pulled back to look into Jack's eyes. "I love you, ma moitié."
Jack lifted his hand, running it through the length of Jax's hair. "I love you, mon chanteur."
Jax leaned forward again, only softly brushing his lips across Jack's before pulling back slowly. "Dessert?"
Jack nodded and took his hand as Jax led him over to the island. Jax pulled out the barstool for him.
"Have a seat. I'll finish it up and we'll take it upstairs."
Jax had prepared their dessert earlier in the day, knowing he wanted to make dessert since Jack was insisting he take him out tonight. Usually Jax would cook for both of them when Jack came over, but tonight, Jack wanted to go out on a real date so they did, as real as they could anyway.
"What did you make?"
Jax winked at him, letting his hand slide down over Jack's thigh as he walked away from him, over to the fridge. "Your favorite."
Jack couldn't remember ever telling him what his favorite dessert dish was, but as soon as Jax pulled it from the fridge, he smiled. "That's not even on your menu."
Jax sat the chocolate cheesecake on the counter in front of him. He had made a strawberry glaze and poured some in the middle before swirling strings of it out toward the edge of the cake and making streams sporadically down the sides to a ring of it on the bottom of the cake on the plate. He had place some fresh strawberries on top in the middle, and circled the cake on the plate as well. It was a culinary work of art.
"No, I made it special for you, ma moitié."
Jack smiled softly at the man across the counter from him. "I love you, Jax. I really do."
Jax lifted his eyebrows, smirking at him and turning to get some dishes to take upstairs with them. "Would you like something to drink? I have a nice red if you'd like it?"
Jack shook his head. "I'm not going to drink without you, Jax."
Jax sat the plates and forks on the counter, staring across the counter at the mayor. "I'm ok." He laughed briefly. "I'm around alcohol all the time, Jack. You drinking will not bother me."
"I know," Jack smiled. "I don't need to."
Jax smiled, pulling a cake spatula from a drawer and placing all the items he'd collected on a tray and covering it. "Shall we, Mr. Mayor?"
Jack smiled, nodding and standing up from the bar stool. "Let me get the door, mon coeur."
"Merci, baby."
Jack opened the door and let Jax walk out ahead of him, leading the way to the stairs. No one was paying attention to them, paying attention to the band playing on the stage. The lead singer did a lot of Aaron Neville covers and sounded almost unmistakably like the seventy-two-year-old soul crooner. The two heading up the stairs were the only ones in the room not completely caught up in the live music. The men leaving had something far more intimate in mind.
Jack opened the door at the top of the stairs for Jax and walked in behind him, shutting and locking the door behind him. Jax walked over and sat the tray down on the coffee table between the couch and the fireplace. Jack walked over and slipped off his jacket, laying it across the back of the couch and taking a seat.
"I can't wait to taste that. It looks soo good."
Jax looked up at Jack, clearing his throat. He knew Jack was talking about the cheesecake, but the sultry tone in his voice made his cock lurch in his pants. Swallowing, he slid a piece on the plate and handed it to Jack with a fork.
"Wait no longer."
Jack slid forward, taking the plate from him and picking up the fork. He waited for Jax to slice himself a piece and sit beside him.
"Go ahead," Jax prompted.
"Yes, sir."
Jack chuckled slightly and cut a piece of the cake with some strawberry on it and brought the bite to his mouth. Closing his eyes, his tongue exploded with the taste of the tastes culminating in his mouth. He savored it, his closed mouth muffling a moan of bliss. Swallowing, he licked his lips and opened his eyes.
"Étonnant."
Jax had watched him enjoy the single bite, knowing it was his recipe, his food that had brought him so much pleasure. "Est-il bon?"
"Oui! Oh, oui!"
Jax then took a bite of his. It was good. He knew Jack loved it. "My turn."
Jack looked over at him, turning his head slightly toward him. Jax smiled, cutting a bite along with a strawberry and lots of glaze, scooping it onto his fork.
"Open up."
Jack swallowed, doing as Jax requested. Jax lifted his fork to Jack's lips and slid the fork into his mouth. Jack closed his mouth down around the fork and he could feel Jack's warm breath on his hand. Jesus, he thought to himself, I want you so badly. Jack made another moan with the cheesecake in his mouth and Jax put the fork and plate down on the table, leaning forward licking a bit of strawberry from Jack's lip.
Jack opened his eyes. "Mmmm, c'est bon..." He licked his own lips and placed his cheesecake down as well, moving closer to him. "I want you, Jax."
Inhaling deeply, Jax closed the distance between the two of them and kissed him deeply. Jack wrapped his arms around Jax, sliding one hand up through the hair at the back of his head.
"Jax," he murmured against his lips.
"Shhh," Jax whispered, pulling back slowly and taking his hand, standing slowly. "Let me lead you."
Jack nodded his head and Jax walked with him over to his bed, stopping in front of it. Jax let his hand unlink with Jack's and let his hand softly trail up his forearm, doing the same with the other as well. Jack's eyes closed softly, letting his body relax as much as he possibly could. He wasn't nervous, not in a bad way. He was anxious because this was something new, and up until a few weeks ago, he was completely against homosexuality. But he was in love with Jax now and the thoughts he used to have about men laying with men were no longer true. He was about to lay down to bed with this man and he had never wanted anything more in his entire life... even if he was a little anxious about it.
"Are you sure you're ready for this, ma moitié? We don't have to do anything you're not ready for."
Jack felt his cheeks flush with the crimson color. They had already made out several times. Shirts off. Pants off. In nothing but their under clothes. Touching. Caressing. Kissing. Even grinding. Yes, they would be completely naked with this time, but the thing that Jack couldn't stop fixating on was penetration. He wasn't sure if he'd be behind Jax or if Jax would be behind him. He wasn't sure if he was ready to have anything shoved up his ass. He had been getting an annual prostate exam for a few years now, but this was different. That was ... procedural. This... This was the most intimate and erotic thing Jack had ever done.
"I am ready. I trust you and I know you'll guide me."
"Let me help you relax," Jax spoke silently, stepping around to stand behind Jack. He let his hands slide firmly up the muscles of his firm back over his black dress shirt. They came to a stop at his shoulders and started to massage them. Stepping closer to the slightly taller man, Jax leaned up to press his lips to the side of Jack's neck just above the collar.
Jack closed his eyes. Help him, he loved the feel of Jax's lips. On his lips. On his neck. He especially loved his mouth on his chest. The thought of it sent a wave of excitement through his stomach causing his dick to lurch up against his slacks. "Jax..."
Jax smiled, bringing his hands around to pull at the knot in his tie. He stepped up against Jack's back, letting his length mold to the mayor's. Jack closed his eyes and Jax began undoing the buttons on Jack's shirt. Jack let out a shaky breath.
"You don't have to go so slowly."
Jax kissed the side of his neck again, letting his tongue glide over the firmness there. "I want to," he almost growled beneath Jack's ear. "I want to take my time with you, baby."
Jack smiled, lifting his hands to softly caress Jax's forearms as he finished unbuttoning his shirt. Jax pulled the material back and tossed it and the tie aside. Coming around in front of Jack, Jax placed his hands on the taut six-pack at his stomach. Jack slightly shivered. Jax moved his hands slowly up Jack's tight, muscular chest, praising his sculpted beauty. Jax's hand slid up and over his shoulders. Wrapping his arms around his neck, Jax pulled Jack down into a passionate kiss.
Jack wrapped his arms around Jax, pulling him against his body. They could each feel the others arousal pressing through their pants. They were both turned on, anxious and wanting what was about to happen between the two of them. Jack slid his arms up over Jax's shoulders and pulled his arms down so he could pull off his jacket. Tossing it aside, he pulled at Jax's tie. Bring his own hands down around, Jax started to help Jack unbutton his shirt. Their lips continued to their passionate embrace as they worked on Jax's shirt.
Jack tossed the shirt aside as well and wrapped his strong arms around Jax, pulling him tighlty against him. The two groaned into each other's mouths, kissing more and more passionately. Pulling him closer to the bed, Jax pulled him to fall to the bed with him, Jack landing on top of him. Jack lifted his head to look down at Jax, running his fingers through his hair.
"I love you, mon coeur."
"I love you," Jax grunted, sliding his hands down Jack's tight back and over his ass, pulling him harder onto him.
"Jax..." Jack groaned, lowering his head to kiss Jax again.
Jax slid his hands over Jack's sides, his fingers leaving a trail of heat just above the band of Jack's pants. Slipping his hands between the two of them, Jax began to unbuckle Jack's belt. With the belt undone, he started to work on the pants. He was eager, he knew he was, but he was going to do his best to slow things down for Jack. This was his first time, and this was Jax's first time being in love. It was special and shouldn't be rushed into.
Jack helped Jax udno his pants and pulled them off and out of the way. Looking down at Jax, Jack started to help him with his pants. He pulled them off as well and looked up into Jax's eyes as he placed his hand over his erection through his boxers. Jax groaned, lifting his hips to Jack's caress.
"Jack..."
His encouragment helped Jack continue boldly. Jack pulled Jax's boxers from his waist and own over his legs. Jack dropped them off the bed without taking his eyes off Jax.
"I want to... I want to try something," Jack said, feeling a little trepidatious. "But I'm afraid."
Jax lifted a hand, running his fingers through the mayor's hair. "You have nothing to be afraid of. I will help you. And if you still can't do it, it's ok. You don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with."
Jack nodded, licking his lips. "I've never done this before."
"Really?" Jax teased, the gleam glowing brighter in his eyes. "Would you like me to show you how it's done?"
Jack groaned, shifting his hips slightly only to make his erection press more against Jax's thigh. "No... I mean, yes, I'd like you to, but... I also want to... I just want to..."
"Just do it," Jax suggested. He didn't have to say the words out loud. Jax could tell having to say it out loud was a little too much for him right now, but if he was thinking he wanted to do it, Jax knew he could, nerves aside.
Nodding, Jack licked his lips again, turning his gaze down to look at Jax's shaft standing high above the clean shaven base. His massive balls laid there between his legs and Jack found his mouth watering to pay attention to them as well. The desire urged him to lift his hand and grip the shaft. Swallowing, he leaned over and slid his lips over the top. He kept his eyes open. He wanted to see what he was doing. He wanted to see what he was doing to Jax. He wanted to watch his face as he attempted to please him.
And he was doing more than attempting. He was making Jax feel very good. Jax closed his eyes, trying his best not too, but lifting his hips off the bed up more to Jack's mouth.
"Jack! Oh, yes, Jack!"
Jack smiled, sliding his mouth slowly down more over the hard rod in his mouth. He couldn't believe he was doing this, but this was better than pussy. His dick grew even more in his boxer briefs. He wanted to know what it would feel like to be inside him. In his mouth. In his ass. Fuck, he wanted it now, but he wanted to continue this. He could see how good it was making Jax feel, and he didn't want to stop.
He slowly cupped Jax's balls in his hand, sliding two fingers behind the sack and massaging at the space there. Jax practically jumped off the bed with joy. He was sure he was going to blow his load before this even began, but he didn't want to. Not yet. He wanted to enjoy this as long as possible. It'd been forever since he'd been with anyone, but he knew it had never felt this good, even if it had just started.
Seeing what he was doing to his lover, Jack pulled his mouth slowly up the thick staff, moaning slightly. Jax laced his hand down through Jack's hair and Jack started to move up and down on his shaft a little faster. Never in a million years did Jack think he would go down on a man, let alone enjoy it, but there was nothing in the world ever like this before.
Jax grabbed onto Jack's head more. "Stop! Oh, fuck, stop!"
Pulling back, Jack looked up at Jax, almost afraid. "Did I... Did I do something wrong?"
Jax gripped Jack by his shoulders, pulling him up closer to him. "No, never!" He kissed him deeply before murmuring against his lips. "It's too good. Way too good."
Jack smiled into their kiss and wrapped his arms around Jax's body. "I want you, Jax. I want to feel you inside me."
Jax groaned, nodding his head slowly. "Are you sure you're ready for that?"
Jack licked his lips. "I have to feel you."
Jax turned his lover so he was laying on his back. "You do know it is going to hurt, ma moitié? I don't want to hurt you, but..."
"Shhh," Jack said, lifting his hand and pressing his finger to Jax's lips. "I know. I understand. Please, Jax. I want you so much."
Nodding, Jax reached over to his bedside nightstand, pulling open a drawer and retrieving a bottle of lube. Pouring some on his hand, he dropped the bottle on the bed and stroked his dick with it. After lubing up his dick, he spread the mayor's legs and ran his hand over the tiny pucker of his asshole to lube it up. He slid two fingers inside the whole. Jack was tight and Jax felt his dick lurch, growing even harder. Jack groaned, lifting his hips involuntarily at the insertion.
"Yes, Jax! Let me feel you!"
Taking his cock back in his hand, he stroked it a few more times before rubbing it across the opening of Jack's ass. He knew he had to be gentle, but he wanted to just dive right in. Holding back as much as he could, he pushed the head slowly in through the sphincter. "Oh, fuck me swinging!" He'd never felt an ass so tight in his life. It was amazing. It was perfect, and he was only tip in.
"More, Jax, please." Jack's plea came out in a low grunt, slightly pained, but full of want and desire.
Pushing even more in, slowly, oh so slowly, Jax held onto Jack's hips, pulling himself in. "Jack! Oh, fucking Jesus, yes, Jack!"
To hear Jax call out his name like that, with so much pleasure, low and guttural, made the pain all but disappear. He felt amazing, even if he felt his ass tearing at Jax's probing. "More, Jax, Please!"
Swallowing, Jax pushed in all the way, feeling Jack's ass muscles convulse around him, tighten and release and tighten some more. Jesus, he was sure he'd never felt so good in his entire life. He knew Jack was in pain, but he wasn't going to deny him what he wanted, and he was taking it easy on him. But as it became a little easier to move in him, Jax was sure the cries were out of pleasure and not pain and began to move a little faster. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against his lover beneath him.
Jack felt his own release coming, building up as his dick was stroked by the movement of the men's stomachs moving against the others. "Sweet Jesus," Jack cried out against Jax's lips as he felt his hot cum shoot between the two of them, coating each of them in its stickiness.
Jax didn't need much else. He came, hard within Jack, kissing Jack even more, letting Jack take his moaning into his mouth. Jack held him against him, never knowing a feeling like this could ever exist. He smiled, happier than he'd ever been. Jax pulled back, looking down at Jack, a perfectly happy smile on his satiated face.
"I love you, Jax. Forever."
Jax let his lips brush softly across the lips of his moitié. "I love you," he murmured there, not wanting to move, even though he knew he'd have to sooner rather than later. All he wanted for now was to bask in the afterglow of their lovemaking. He was happy and he just wanted to enjoy this for a little longer before he pulled out of Jack's ass. It was perfect and he felt like he was finally home.
