Big Cypress Crossroads Bren Christopher

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.Eventually, reluctantly, Scott untangled himself to use the bathroom and get a glass of water.When he returned, Noah had opened his eyes but still looked pretty lazy.In fact, he resembled a big, languid cat, with his long sun-streaked hair and that beautiful tanned body stretched out on the bed.Scott’s cock immediately took notice, returning to attention.“Want some water?” he asked.Noah eyed the evidence of Scott’s growing interest.“No.I want something else.”“And what would that be?” Scott asked innocently as he rejoined Noah on the bed.“I think you know.” Noah thrust his hips a little, displaying his fast-growing erection.“Oh, that’s right.The begging.There has to be the begging.” He threw his head back dramatically and moaned, “Please, baby, baby, please…” Big Cypress Crossroads35Scott jumped him, then stretched out on top so their bodies were pressed together from head to toe.“Oh, you’re going to pay for that.There will be no mercy.I’m gonna pound your tight ass right through the bed.”“About time.”Scott caught Noah’s mouth in a hard kiss, full of a kind of passion that he hadn’t felt in a long time.Had never felt, to be truthful, in any previous relationship.His hands slipped down to rub and fondle the two firm halves of Noah’s ass, squeezing gently and then harder, as he pushed their cocks together, the shafts pressing and sliding against each other.When he felt Noah thrusting up against him, he rolled to the side and, with firm but gentle hands, turned Noah over to his stomach and placed a pillow under his groin, propping up his hips to give Scott more access to that gorgeous ass.He reached for a condom and got himself ready.Then he lubed his fingers again and spread Noah’s cheeks.He pressed a thumb against the pink bud and rubbed it.Noah moaned and bucked upward, trying to get more penetration.Smiling, Scott pushed in two fingers, reaching deep and stroking the prostate again.It was definitely easier this time, the rings of muscle more relaxed.He scissored his fingers, stretching the smooth channel, and started a steady, thrusting motion.Noah lay moaning and writhing, his hips pressing backward to get more pressure into his opening, and then forward as he shoved his cock against the pillow for more friction.“More,” Noah gasped.“More, babe.I need you in me.” That was what Scott wanted to hear.He slipped his fingers out and moved behind Noah, knees pressing Noah’s thighs apart as he gripped the young man’s hips and slid his cock into the eager, fluttering hole.Watching the pink ring stretch around him, he had to struggle to keep from coming just at the sight of it.He closed his eyes and finished entering Noah in one smooth, slick thrust.36Bren ChristopherIn as deep as he could get, he held still for a moment, wincing a little at Noah’s small, sharp intake of breath.A little pain was unavoidable, but Noah didn’t complain.Scott waited until Noah began pushing back.He waited until Noah’s hands were knotted in the bedsheets, twisting them in his fists.He waited until he heard urgency in Noah’s voice as the young man moaned, “Move, baby, move.” Then it was time.Good thing, because he didn’t think he could have fought the urge to thrust for even one more second.He withdrew almost all the way and began the steady plunging down the smooth, warm passage that felt like heaven.He struggled to hold back, but he didn’t think he could last long.It felt too damn good.Leaning forward, he reached one hand under Noah’s hip and gripped his cock so that Noah fucked Scott’s fist while Scott fucked Noah.Scott felt the swelling in Noah’s cock and the squeezing tension in his channel right before Noah cried out Scott’s name as he came, pumping into Scott’s fist.Scott shuddered.He never thought hearing his lover cry out his name would have such an effect on him, but when he heard it from Noah, it pushed him over the edge into a blindingly intense release.The spasms were as intense as anything he had ever felt.When it finally ended, he practically collapsed on Noah’s back, just managing to slide to the side at the last moment.Wordlessly, he reached for Noah, pulled him close, and held on tightly as if he had found something so precious he never wanted to let go.Big Cypress Crossroads37Chapter FourIt had been even better than the dreams.The strong, gentle hands were the same, but the rest of it… Oh, much better.With one marked difference, Noah had to admit as he scooted out from under Scott’s warm arm and made his way gingerly to the bathroom in the early-morning light.He didn’t recall this soreness in his butt during any of those dreams.He smiled at himself in the mirror.Totally worth it.Even the nightmares that had plagued him on and off for months had given him a break.He’d been a little worried that he’d wake up screaming in the middle of the night and give his new lover a heart attack, but he’d slept like a baby.He grinned at himself again.Must have been all that bedtime exercise.He’d finished towel-drying his hair and was tying it back when he heard Scott stir.“It’s so early, and you’re out of the shower already.I was hoping we could…” Scott lay on his side, head propped up on his arm as his gaze traveled down Noah’s still-naked form.He let out a brief grunt of appreciation when Noah deliberately turned his back to bend over and pull his clothes out of his bag.“What a view.” Noah pulled on his shorts and T-shirt and then sat on the edge of the bed, leaning forward for a kiss.“Just wanted to leave you something to think about until tonight.” He stood.“I’m leading a kayak tour this morning, but I’ll drop by the station later.If you want me to.”“You know I do.”38Bren ChristopherOpening the door as he slung his bag over his shoulder, Noah practically ran into Rivera, who had apparently been trying to juggle two very large coffee cups into one hand so he could knock on Scott’s door.The detective froze in surprise.Noah smiled at him.“Good morning, Detective Rivera.Scott’s awake but not dressed yet.” Noah heard a muffled curse from within the room, and his grin widened.“I’m sure he’ll welcome that coffee.Go right in.”* * *It had been a beautiful morning for the tour, and for once, his clients actually had some kayaking experience and a genuine interest in the history and wildlife of the area—unusual when most tourists only wanted to spot an alligator up close so they would have a good story to take back home.This was the kind of day Noah really enjoyed being a guide.He had been able to put out of his mind, for a short while, the memory of those bodies in the swamp.But when he had finished taking care of the boat and gotten cleaned up, he found himself driving his truck to the waterfront, where George Mendez lived on his houseboat.Uncle Terry would skin him alive if he knew that Noah was sitting in front of the house of a suspected drug dealer [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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