The General's Lover, page 10
part #7 of Assassin-Shifter Series
“Do you have a house out here?”
Derek shook his head. “No, my mom does.”
James almost choked on his spit. “Excuse me? You never said anything about your mom.”
“I didn’t?” Derek chuckled.
“This is so not fair!”
“Oh relax, she’ll love you.”
“Oh my God.” James banged his head on the window.
Twenty minutes later they were pulling up in front of a very impressive two story house. It sat nestled right next to the water with a
deck that went all the way around it. A beautiful wrought iron table and chairs were out on the front of the deck facing the water. A path led down to a boat launch, and out on the water was Derek’s boat.
Derek looked out at his boat. “That’s my baby.”
James looked at the back of the boat. “Does that say…?”
“JP’S JOY.” Derek turned James around to face him. “Yes, it’s been named after you from the moment I bought it.”
“Derek…” James felt his throat constricting, what was it about this man that made him turn into a babbling baby? Jesus, he was supposed to be hard as steel. “I…I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say anything. Come on, let’s go meet Mom.”
“You suck, you do know that, right?” James smacked Derek’s ass. “I’ve met your mom like, one time?”
Derek nodded, dragging James up the walk. “Yes, she was my date to one of the functions.”
James pulled his arm back and stopped. “Does she know about me?”
Derek pulled James into him and held him around the waist. “Yes, James, she knows I’m in love with you.”
“Really?”
Derek laughed and pulled James along. “Yes, really.”
James could feel his pulse racing as they entered the house, full of dark finishes, elaborate carvings and ornamentations on the furniture. Victorian era was definitely the theme. James took it all in and was startled when Derek’s voice echoed through the house.
“Oh, Mother!” Derek laughed softly.
“Bradlyyyy?”
James smiled at the sing-song voice coming from one of the rooms.
“Yes, your son is here with a guest.”
“He’d better be shorter than you and cute as a button!”
James scowled. “I am not cute.”
Derek dragged James through the house. “Yes you are, and don’t hit me for that.” Derek looked around the kitchen. “Where are you?”
Victoria entered the kitchen. Derek stood with James Pruitt. James hadn’t changed a bit from the first time she’d met him. “Look at you, you haven’t aged a day, James Pruitt.”
“Mrs. Jacobs,” James put his hand out.
“You must call me Victoria.” Victoria hugged James and smiled at Derek. Her son was positively glowing.
“All right, Victoria. You look beautiful, as always,” James smiled. Victoria’s hair was up in a tight bun. She had minimal makeup on but she didn’t need it anyway, the woman was a classic beauty.
“James, such flattery.” Victoria winked. “I’ve made dinner, who’s hungry?”
“I am,” Derek made his way to the cupboards. “Can we please use regular plates?”
Victoria gave her son a horrified look.
“Fine,” Derek sighed. “Which china should I pull out?”
“I’ll get it,” Victoria smiled. “You two sit down.”
James laughed as Derek closed the cupboards and took a seat at the kitchen table. “What’s with the plates?”
Victoria took three plates out and placed them on the table. “Everywhere Derek’s father and I went on orders, we tried to get something from that country. We spent a few years in England, and bought furniture there. Most of the rooms in this house have furniture from every post we were assigned to. I have a German sitting room.”
Derek looked at the plate. “Mom, please, you know how nervous I get eating on these.”
James looked at his plate. “What am I missing?”
“These are Flora Danica plates—” Derek said.
“Royal Copenhagen Flora Danica.” Victoria smiled.
Derek’s hand shook. “Mom, please…”
“Oh all right,” Victoria sighed. “I’ll pull out Wedgwood.”
James leaned over and lowered his voice. “Is that better?”
“Not by much.”
Victoria had made a pot roast along with potatoes, green beans and carrots. A large bowl of rice sat off to the side along with a bowl of salad and breadsticks. That was on one side of the table; James noticed on the other side was a dessert area. “This is quite a bit of food, Victoria.” James looked over the length of the table.
“Derek can eat quite a bit.” Victoria palmed her son’s face. “Just like his father.”
James took a bite of the roast and moaned. “This is really good, thank you.” James finished chewing and wiped his mouth. “You know, I can tell you how Derek likes his coffee, what kind of food he does and does not like, what TV shows he watches, the music he likes, but I can’t tell you anything about his personal life.”
“James…” Derek took his hand.
James smiled. “No it’s okay, I mean we’ve known each other for years and I thought you’d tell me something in that time. I’ve met your mother one time before now. I don’t know that much about you.”
Victoria took her son’s hand. “He is just like his father. When I met Derek he was a private. We were at a USO dance and I saw him from across the room.” Victoria sighed. “Women wanted him, all my friends did, but he came over to me and asked me to dance.” Victoria palmed Derek’s face. “He had eyes that melted you, and he was so respectful. Well, of course after that we began dating. My parents had a fit! Said he was beneath me but I knew better. Derek Bradly Jacobs was one hell of a man.”
“What do you think he’d say if he knew his son had turned out gay, Mom? Do you think he would have been okay with it?”
Victoria sat back and looked at her son. “He would have loved you just as much. Do you know how I know this? My cousin Dorian is a little light in the loafers, that’s what they called it back then,” Victoria giggled. “I made it a point to introduce your father to him; Derek could tell right away that Dorian was gay. The man did not hide his sexuality, but your father just shook his hand and smiled, saying it was a pleasure to meet him. That’s when I knew I’d marry Derek.” Victoria smiled and looked at James. “I went against my family, lost all my money, but it was worth it. The years I spent with Derek were worth it all. Just like the time you spend together will be worth it. You two have known each other for years and are just now coming together. You are both good men, I’m happy you finally came together.”
“So am I, Mom,” Derek kissed James’ hand. “So am I.”
~~~ After cleaning the kitchen and saying goodnight to Victoria, James followed Derek out to the boat. His stomach was flipping as Derek held his hand down the path. Part of him still wondered if all of this was even real. He’d dreamt of it so many times, being with Derek, kissing Derek. They came to the boat launch and Derek boarded the boat and put his hand out to help him on.
“Permission to come aboard?” James smiled, placing his hand in Derek’s. “Granted.” Derek pulled James up and into his arms. The full moon hung low in the sky illuminating everything around them. James had an ethereal glow. “I love you, James.”
James closed his eyes as Derek’s hand swept a slow path along his jaw, pulling his face up gently. “I love you, too.”
Derek smiled and kissed James’ lips lightly. “You want to see your boat?”
“I thought it was yours?” James winked and smacked Derek’s ass.
“It’s ours, everything is ours now.” Derek encircled James in his arms. “I want us to share everything.”
“I don’t know,” James furrowed his brows. “I make more money than you.”
Derek laughed and tightened his grip on James. He lowered his head and pulled James’ bottom lip in between his teeth. “My sugar daddy.”
James wrapped his arms around Derek’s neck. “You’re older.”
Derek slid his tongue across James’ lips. “Details…”
James felt his pulse racing and his heart hammered against his ribs. Derek had a way of kissing him that took his breath away, making him weak in the knees. That warm mouth searching, teasing… “Derek…”
“Mmm, you taste good.” Derek broke from the kiss slowly. “You ready for the tour?”
James nodded.
“I love it when I leave you speechless.” Derek took James’ hand, pulling him toward the bow of the boat. They went below deck and Derek looked around. He’d hired someone to come and keep it clean, it looked spotless. “So as you can see, it has all the comforts of home.”
James looked around the galley of the boat. A coffeemaker sat on one of the counters, a refrigerator, freezer and stove lined one side. A microwave was above the stove area and cupboards lined the walls. James was being pulled ahead and realized there was a large bedroom as well. A shower was off to the side with closets on both sides of the room. “Is that a king-size bed?”
“Well, I am tall.” Derek smiled and sat on the bed. “Do you want to take a shower? I had them bring your suitcase out while we were eating.”
“Who? I didn’t see anyone.” James looked around the room.
“Stuart, he’s kind of my mom’s handyman. Good guy, too, takes care of her while I’m away.”
James peeked into the bathroom. A medicine cabinet was above the vanity as well as hooks for towels. The shower was decent sized and James looked out the bathroom door. “Are you going to take one with me?”
“I just might,” Derek smirked and took off his shirt.
James took his own shirt off and threw it on the bed. The boat looked like a house on water. When Derek had said he had a boat, James envisioned a flat bottom boat just for fishing. Not a luxury yacht, or as close as you could get to one without the real thing. “How big is this thing?”
“Close to forty footer.”
James whistled softly. “Maybe you make more than me?”
Derek laughed and took his pants off. “I saved up for this baby.” Derek took James in his arms. “I always knew she’d be ours though.” Derek leaned in to kiss James and heard a small rumbling. He looked into James eyes. “Hungry?”
“I guess so, I don’t know why.”
Derek looked at the time. “How about I make you a snack? Go ahead and shower.”
James closed his eyes as the hot water hit his body. God he wanted Derek again, ass be damned, and it would be if Derek fucked him again. Part of him wanted to feel that burn, that sweet stretch that told him that Derek was inside him, owned him. Six long years he’d waited for Derek, waited for the chance to be with Derek Jacobs. He could hear Derek whistling as he made his way back to the bedroom and he pulled the shower curtain back. Derek was putting a plate down on the nightstand, his PT shorts the only clothing he was wearing.
“You already done?” James turned the shower off.
“Well, it’s just a ham sandwich. I hope that’s okay?” Derek’s heart raced as the shower curtain opened. James stood there, little droplets of water cascading down his defined chest and abs, sliding down his thighs. Derek knelt down to inspect the gunshot scar on James’ thigh. He ran his hand up and around James’ thigh, kissing the inside.
“Yes, that’s fine, Derek. Thank you for making it for me.” James held onto the shower wall, his cock right in front of Derek’s face. The silence was broken by Derek’s heavy breathing.
“You are so beautiful, James.” Derek’s eyes locked onto James’ beautiful cut cock, he licked his lips and looked up at James. His eyes were closed and when he looked back down James was stroking his cock, nice hard pulls from the root to tip, fingers tightening on the crown squeezing drops of precum.
God help him, James’ cock was calling to him and Derek took James’ hand, moving it out of the way. His tongue swiped the head as his fingers squeezed more from it, licking the slit and taking James in.
James watched his cock consumed by Derek’s mouth in one swallow; he held on to the wall as Derek teased him, sucking hard then running his tongue around the rim pressing down hard right where it mattered. James’ legs were shaking and he grabbed Derek’s hair, gripping it tight in one hand.
Derek’s cock was rock hard as a sound left James’ lips; it was almost a purr and Derek lost it. He picked James up and took him to the bed soaking wet, his tongue running long strokes up and down his body playing, teasing and sucking.
“Derek…”
“James…” Derek was removing his clothing so fast he almost tripped on his shorts trying to get back on the bed, to get back to James and his fucking gorgeous skin. The taste of him, God he wanted him. He took James’ mouth and dived in deep, hot wet kisses caressed as his hand played with James’ cock, stroking him in long, slow strokes.
“Fuck.” James arched his back and felt his cock leaking.
Derek stopped and looked in James’ eyes, the passion was there - the lust, the want, the need and he suddenly wanted James to make love to him. He wanted to know what it felt like to feel that hot prick up his ass, to feel the fullness, to feel James. “Make love to me, James.”
James’ eyes shot open and he looked into very lust-blown eyes. Derek’s tongue was doing a slow swipe of his lips. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, I mean I know we did that one night without anything…” Derek blushed.
Oh. My. God. General Jacobs just blushed; James never thought he’d see the day. “We are both government employees which means every six months…I’m clean.”
Derek nodded and felt the red in his cheeks, Jesus he was blushing uncontrollably; this shit did not happen to him, ever. ”I thought so, I mean I’ve never seen you with a man so…”
“I’ve had boyfriends, Derek.”
Derek sat back looking at James. He knew the man was gay from the get-go but he had never really thought about him with anyone else. Shit, he had made it a point to visualize the man with himself and no one else. “Do I know him? Them? How many?”
Whoa…jealous Derek was awesome. “I’ve had like fifty,” James tried not to laugh and Derek’s eyes went wide, his face went from blushing to angry in seconds. “Oh relax… I’ve had maybe five boyfriends my entire life.”
“Five?” Derek looked at him. “I want names.”
“Jesus Derek, are you going to kill them?” James sat up looking at him. “You would wouldn’t you?”
“If any of them ever hurt you, you bet your cute little ass.”
“You think my ass is cute?” James lay back, smiling. Derek growled and pulled James into his chest; he was actually off the bed being held by one massive bicep and he felt his cock hard as a rock. Hot damn that was sexy. “Well, okay then.” James grabbed Derek’s hair, hauling him into a kiss.
Somewhere along the way he’d put James down and now lie on his back as James ravished his body. Holy shit, he had been missing the good shit. Because James was a man, he knew exactly what got Derek hot and he used it to his advantage. He couldn’t stop moaning and writhing beneath James. He was so overstimulated, everything made him moan. He’d managed to grunt and point out the lube in the drawer; he’d been able to articulate at least that much. James was taking him to the brink and back, his finger slid in slowly and Derek’s leg went out further accepting the pressure.
James was kissing him slowly, savoring every part of his mouth. He swore he saw stars as James pushed in another finger, rubbing his swollen gland until he was writhing on the bed. And it just kept going; James was sucking his cock like a professional prostitute. He was aware that he had pulled the sheets off the bed and was now working a hole in the mattress. James had him so deep in his throat Derek expected his cock to come out the back side of his head. All the while James had three fingers in his ass rubbing, pinching and stretching him, getting him good and ready for the main attraction.
“James, please…” Derek finally ripped a hole in the mattress as James played with the head of his cock. James grabbed the lube and made sure Derek was slathered in it before lubing his own cock. He wasn’t the size of Derek but when you’ve never had anything up your ass, anything felt like a watermelon being shoved up there at maximum speed. He ran his cock over Derek’s puckered hole and slid down the crease and back up. Derek’s eyes were wide open and he was stroking himself slowly watching James’ every movement. James smiled and pushed the tip in up to the crown and waited. “Okay with that?”
“Fuck yes, just do it.” Derek closed his eyes.
James smiled. Well, then….
Derek felt sharp heat tearing through him and his eyes flew open with a loud gasp. “Shit!”
James stopped and looked down; he wasn’t even all the way in. He’d thought of putting Derek’s legs over his shoulders, but fuck if
that wouldn’t weigh him down and probably look pathetic not to mention his thigh was already killing him. He spread Derek’s legs out further and pulled back out slowly, adding more lube. He leaned over and kissed Derek softly. “Just close your eyes and relax.” “Okay…” Derek wasn’t used to taking orders, but the pain he felt, yeah he’d take them from James. Seeing how he was the virgin in this scenario and was about to be ridden bareback. Yeah, he’d shut his mouth. James was licking his lips slowly and gently nibbling his lower one. He felt the soft caress of James’ mouth against his and then a teasing tongue sliding across the seam of his lips, begging him to come out and play. His tongue found James’ and they rubbed, investigated. James covered his mouth with his own, diving in deep and searching him. He felt pressure and a whole hell of a lot of heat and when he opened his eyes, James was smiling at him. He realized James’ hips were on his ass.
