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fucking? No relationship?”
I continued to stroke his lip as my gaze wandered over his face. “Even if we’re just fucking, Cres, we are in a relationship. That can be whatever we want it to be outside of the hot sex. My days of sharing are over.” I figured it’d be hard enough sharing him with the ghost of Mick.
He tried to drop his chin to hide his eyes, but that was bullshit.
I forced him to meet my gaze. “No more half-truths or secrets. Talk to me. Even if you think it’ll piss me off.”
“I haven’t been with anyone since Mick,” he blurted out. “That’s the other reason I ran out. I wasn’t sure how far I could go.”
“Guess we’ll see if I can convince you to go all the way with me.” I grinned. “It wasn’t too difficult that week you came to Denver…I had your cock in my mouth within two hours of us meeting. I had you bent over with my cock in your ass that same night.”
He groaned. “Smartass. Be serious. This could be a problem.”
“If we get to a point that you’re freakin’ out, tell me. I ain’t gonna get mad or jealous about Mick. I don’t have a right to it. But I ain’t gonna lie. I want the rights to this.” I reached down and palmed his hard-on, letting my fingers slide back and rub his balls. “If I had my way? I’d blow you right here against the side of my Jeep to remind you how good it is between us.”
His cock jumped beneath my palm and his eyes burned hot.
Interesting.
“What ranch chores you doin’ this afternoon?”
“Nothin’ pressing this week. Why?”
“I thought I’d give you the tour of Grade A Rodeo Academy if you weren’t busy later. Then I could fix us supper and we could hang out for a while tonight.”
Cres’s eyes narrowed. “You cook?”
“I’m a thirty-eight-year-old bachelor. Of course I cook.” I leaned in and dragged my lips across his ever so slightly. “We did more than fuck and suck that week in Denver.”
“Then why did you bail on me? I showed up that last morning and you’d already gone.”
It’d sound like I was pandering if I told him our connection had spooked me because it’d happened so fast. Cres deserved more than the man I’d been at that time of my life—secretive and on a path of self-destruction. Being my usual dickish self, I’d left him first before he could leave me. “I’m not tryin’ to charm my way into your jeans when I say I thought about you a lot over that next year.”
“Same here. I intended to talk to you at Sutton and London’s wedding. I’d heard you were on a destructive path and when I saw firsthand how bitter and angry you’d gotten, I thought maybe I could get through to you. But then…”
“Then you met Mick.”
“Yeah.”
“Was it lust at first sight?”
“He was buff as fuck, so that part of the attraction was a no-brainer. But he worked with Sutton and I hadn’t been out long enough to know if it was…” He scratched his chin. “Acceptable, I guess…to go after a guy if I wasn’t sure that he preferred sucking a prick to eating a pussy.”
I laughed. “Crude. So how’d you figure out he was a dick-smoker?”
Cres held his fist up for a bump. “Equally crude. And if I would’ve said that to Mick? He would’ve blushed and stammered. For bein’ former military, he had few vices.”
“Besides lovin’ the D,” I said slyly.
“Yeah. Anyway I think we were at a community barbecue and we got to talkin’. He asked me out for coffee. We had a few dates. I hadn’t been too sure about him in the beginning since he didn’t have much experience. But he was eager. And the more I got to know him, the more I realized Mick was just one of those genuinely good guys. Honest, brave, and true. Helpful, loyal, obedient.”
I didn’t point out it sounded like he was describing a dog.
“He stuck around after my dad had his heart attack. He helped Mel when she had issues with her diabetes. His sweet nature appealed to me, you know? Then after the first
I continued to stroke his lip as my gaze wandered over his face. “Even if we’re just fucking, Cres, we are in a relationship. That can be whatever we want it to be outside of the hot sex. My days of sharing are over.” I figured it’d be hard enough sharing him with the ghost of Mick.
He tried to drop his chin to hide his eyes, but that was bullshit.
I forced him to meet my gaze. “No more half-truths or secrets. Talk to me. Even if you think it’ll piss me off.”
“I haven’t been with anyone since Mick,” he blurted out. “That’s the other reason I ran out. I wasn’t sure how far I could go.”
“Guess we’ll see if I can convince you to go all the way with me.” I grinned. “It wasn’t too difficult that week you came to Denver…I had your cock in my mouth within two hours of us meeting. I had you bent over with my cock in your ass that same night.”
He groaned. “Smartass. Be serious. This could be a problem.”
“If we get to a point that you’re freakin’ out, tell me. I ain’t gonna get mad or jealous about Mick. I don’t have a right to it. But I ain’t gonna lie. I want the rights to this.” I reached down and palmed his hard-on, letting my fingers slide back and rub his balls. “If I had my way? I’d blow you right here against the side of my Jeep to remind you how good it is between us.”
His cock jumped beneath my palm and his eyes burned hot.
Interesting.
“What ranch chores you doin’ this afternoon?”
“Nothin’ pressing this week. Why?”
“I thought I’d give you the tour of Grade A Rodeo Academy if you weren’t busy later. Then I could fix us supper and we could hang out for a while tonight.”
Cres’s eyes narrowed. “You cook?”
“I’m a thirty-eight-year-old bachelor. Of course I cook.” I leaned in and dragged my lips across his ever so slightly. “We did more than fuck and suck that week in Denver.”
“Then why did you bail on me? I showed up that last morning and you’d already gone.”
It’d sound like I was pandering if I told him our connection had spooked me because it’d happened so fast. Cres deserved more than the man I’d been at that time of my life—secretive and on a path of self-destruction. Being my usual dickish self, I’d left him first before he could leave me. “I’m not tryin’ to charm my way into your jeans when I say I thought about you a lot over that next year.”
“Same here. I intended to talk to you at Sutton and London’s wedding. I’d heard you were on a destructive path and when I saw firsthand how bitter and angry you’d gotten, I thought maybe I could get through to you. But then…”
“Then you met Mick.”
“Yeah.”
“Was it lust at first sight?”
“He was buff as fuck, so that part of the attraction was a no-brainer. But he worked with Sutton and I hadn’t been out long enough to know if it was…” He scratched his chin. “Acceptable, I guess…to go after a guy if I wasn’t sure that he preferred sucking a prick to eating a pussy.”
I laughed. “Crude. So how’d you figure out he was a dick-smoker?”
Cres held his fist up for a bump. “Equally crude. And if I would’ve said that to Mick? He would’ve blushed and stammered. For bein’ former military, he had few vices.”
“Besides lovin’ the D,” I said slyly.
“Yeah. Anyway I think we were at a community barbecue and we got to talkin’. He asked me out for coffee. We had a few dates. I hadn’t been too sure about him in the beginning since he didn’t have much experience. But he was eager. And the more I got to know him, the more I realized Mick was just one of those genuinely good guys. Honest, brave, and true. Helpful, loyal, obedient.”
I didn’t point out it sounded like he was describing a dog.
“He stuck around after my dad had his heart attack. He helped Mel when she had issues with her diabetes. His sweet nature appealed to me, you know? Then after the first
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