Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14860 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 74(@200wpm)___ 59(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14860 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 74(@200wpm)___ 59(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
He seemed too desperate for that.
So was I.
My body felt strung impossibly tight with every slide of Hudson’s cock against it. He humped against me frantically, proof that he was as close to blowing as me.
“So close, baby,” Hudson whispered as he peppered my sweat-slickened face with soft kisses. I nodded because I didn’t have enough breath in my lungs to verbally respond. Both of Hudson’s hands were now curled around mine as he frantically slid our cocks against one another. Like me, he was still fully clothed. I was dimly aware of something soft crushed between one pair of our hands, but I didn’t have time to give it much thought because my orgasm hit me out of nowhere. One second, I was climbing impossibly high and the next I was falling and climbing over and over as the release tore through me. Hudson shouted into my neck a moment later and there was no missing his hot semen dribbling over my own dick.
The orgasm seemed to go on forever and the quaking aftershocks that followed had one or both of us jerking unexpectedly against one another. When Hudson’s mouth sought out mine for a mind-numbing kiss, I returned it with everything I could. It wasn’t until his eyes met mine and then briefly glanced at one set of our joined hands that awareness came to me slowly as I took in the texture of the object he’d pressed into my palm.
Indian paintbrush.
I gasped at the realization of what that flower meant, and Hudson confirmed it just seconds later when he whispered, “You’re mine now, Andrew. Always mine.”
CHAPTER FIVE
HUDSON
I felt the exact moment things shifted between us, both literally and figuratively. Mouse—no—Andrew’s body stiffened and whatever post-orgasmic haze we’d both been caught up in as I lay on his chest got sucked out of the cab of the truck like a popped balloon.
“Get off me,” Andrew ordered, though his voice was quiet and shaky.
I quickly complied but as I sat, I pulled him up with me and kept my body close enough to his so I wouldn’t have to worry about him making a run for it.
“You… you lied to me?” Andrew said in disbelief as his hands mechanically worked to tuck his softening dick back into his pants. I wanted nothing more than to drop my head and clean off all that gorgeous, silken flesh with my tongue but knew he’d probably lose his shit if I did. But when he lifted his dampened fingers, I couldn’t help but snatch them and suck them into my mouth, allowing the unique flavor of both our juices to mix on my tongue.
Andrew gasped but when his eyes immediately held on to my lips, I dragged him forward and kissed him hard, sharing our mixed essences with him. We were both breathing hard by the time I forced myself to release him.
“Five minutes, Andrew. Give me five minutes to explain and then if you still want it, I’ll take you home with no questions asked and we’ll go back to things like they never happened.”
The few seconds it took for Andrew to finally nod felt like years.
“You’re right. You’re one hundred percent right about me not believing you had what it takes to work on a cattle ranch. I dismissed you before I gave you a chance. But when Hank told me you were amazing with the horses, I took him at his word because he’s never steered me wrong before. And you’re right about my ignoring you but you’re wrong about the reason.” I couldn’t help but trail my finger along his temple where his hair was sticking to his skin.
“I avoided you every chance I got, but not because I didn’t respect you. I avoided you because of this,” I explained as I gently grabbed his hand and placed it against my half-hard cock. Andrew let out a little squeak of surprise but instead of jerking his hand away, he stroked one finger along my shaft.
“Fuck,” I breathed as another bout of lust went through me. I was the one who had to stop the whole thing when Andrew, who was seemingly lost in his own haze of desire, gripped my dick and began running his hand up and down the sensitive skin.
I covered his hand with mine to stop his movement but left both our hands there, his on my hardening flesh, mine on top of his hot skin.
“After Hank told me about your work with the horses, I went down to the barn one night. I heard you talking to one of the mares who’d just foaled. I saw the way you treated her, treated the baby. But all I could really focus on was you. The way your hands moved over them, the soft words you spoke to them, the joy in your eyes…”