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His body reacted predictably at the images in his mind, his cock hardened and pulsed. Jackson reached down and wrapped his fingers around his prick, giving it a firm squeeze before gentling his grip and starting a slow up and down movement.
    Jackson closed his eyes and pictured Aiden. The twinkle he saw in his mate's eyes, along with his mischievous smile, caused Jackson's dick to harden further.
    "Something you want, babe?" Aiden asked him seductively.
    "Oh hell, yeah," Jackson moaned. Aiden stepped towards him and placed a finger against his mouth. The soft skin rubbed over his lips before trailing down over his chin, down his neck and over his chest. Aiden stopped and flicked one of his hard nipples. Jackson gasped as pleasure radiated through his body. His hand quickened as the Aiden of his fantasies trailed his finger down over Jackson's pronounced six-pack.
    "I want to lick you all over," Aiden whispered against his ear before he gently bit down on the lobe. Aiden's soft hand cupped Jackson's balls and squeezed.
    It was all too much. Jackson's orgasm barrelled through him like a runaway freight train. He cried out his mate's name as his cock pulsed with stream after stream of pearly white cum, painting his abdomen and hand. Jackson slowly stopped milking his prick when he became too sensitive to continue. The satisfied smirk on Aiden's face made Jackson smile knowingly.
    The smile faded, though, when he opened his eyes and found himself alone in the shower. His heart hurt, wondering if what he had just imagined would ever come true.
    Unable to handle the pain, Jackson made haste to get out of the shower. He finished washing himself. Any energy he had left had been zapped from his body with his orgasm and subsequent trip back to reality. Jackson turned off the shower and gave himself a cursory pat down with the towel before hanging it back up. He cleaned his teeth then headed to his bedroom.
    He collapsed on the bed. Jackson barely had enough strength left to pull the blankets over him as he closed his eyes. He let the exhaustion he felt win. Aiden's smiling happy face was the last thing he pictured in his mind before the darkness took him.

Chapter 5
     
    It had been a week since the disastrous appointment at the Thompson Agency and Aiden had tried everything he could to get Jackson out of his head but the damn stubborn man just kept popping up. Every time Aiden closed his eyes, Jackson was there, smiling that sexy grin of his, which Aiden had seen at the office before things took a nosedive. When he tried to entertain himself in the shower, all his thoughts kept going back to Jackson. He couldn't remember getting off so quickly or so hard. Aiden kept wondering if the six-pack abs ever took shape and what Jackson's hard thighs looked like covered in black hair. The images he came up with were certainly more than satisfactory.
    Aiden hated himself for these thoughts. He didn't want to think about Jackson like that. Even though he hadn't been in love with Brendan, he had genuinely cared for him and Aiden felt a little guilty about his thoughts of Jackson. His boyfriend had only been gone for three months.
    Jackson had been nothing but mean the entire time they were in high school together. Aiden could concede Jackson never actually initiated any of the bullying, but he joined in once Daniel or one of the others started. Though, despite the taunts and remarks, Aiden remembered a time or two when he and Jackson had run into each other without the others around, Jackson had looked a little guilty before he smiled nervously and walked away.
    Aiden startled as the ringing of his telephone interrupted his wandering thoughts. He really needed to get it together.
    "A and M accountants, you've reached Aiden, how can I help you?" Aiden rattled out as he answered the call.
    "I'm sorry."
    Aiden stilled then hung up the phone. He didn't need the caller to say anything else, he recognised the voice easily enough. After all, that voice