Page 70 of All Tied Up

Would Neil follow? Jamie found that he desperately wanted him to. Not if he was annoyed, of course. But if he liked it…

This was who Jamie was. He liked being silly and pushing limits. And he found that he wanted Neil to like that about him, too.

Jamie’s heart settled when he could hear Neil behind him, laughing. “Oh my God, Jamie!”

Jamie tore around the corner, only slowing down when he reached the wall underneath the second window. With any luck, Daddy would be in his office.

Neil came into sight just as Jamie turned around. His arms were still dusty from the project and his pale skin was kissed pink by the sun. He looked around, like he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do or what would be going too far.

Jamie stuck out his tongue.

Neil put on a burst of speed and crashed into Jamie. “Got you!”

Jamie pulled Neil in for a scorching kiss. They slammed together into the wall with a thud, hands groping and hearts thumping.

Neil smelled like clean sweat and summertime. Jamie slid his fingers under Neil’s shirt, loving the way his soft belly filled his hands. Jamie wanted more. He tugged the line of hair flowing down the middle, eliciting gasping groans at the flash of pain. When he reached Neil’s nipples and gave them a sharp twist, Neil cried out in ecstasy.

God, it had been so long since Jamie had anyone that made his blood burn like this. Things had moved so easily from working to teasing to hard cocks grinding against each other.

Neil’s hands slid up Jamie’s legs, questing under his skirt. Jamie shivered and pushed into his hands, loving Neil’s new brazen courage and the dirty sense of being exposed and ready that came with wearing the skirt.

Most of the time Jamie just felt empowered when he wore them, but now it was so easy to imagine Neil just sliding his fingers a little deeper, maybe taking Jamie right against the side of the lodge.

“Oh yeah, like that,” Jamie moaned.

“Seriously guys?” Ty’s exasperated voice called through the open window above them. “Get a room!”

Jamie doubled over in laughter, clinging to Neil’s shoulder. That totally ruined the moment.

Neil looked mortified. “Who was that?” he whispered.

Jamie was still gasping for breath. “That’s Ty. He’s one of our two employees. The one who I told you made breakfast? But I didn’t think he’d be in there.”

“In the office? Where I’m on the schedule from ten to three?” Ty sounded amused.

“Sorry!” Jamie called back, not feeling the least bit repentant.

“Sebastian might be in the kitchen if he hasn’t gone off to the store yet. You can try again under that window.”

“Thanks!”

Neil was still standing close, mostly because Jamie hadn’t let him go. He seemed less horrified and more entertained now. “Hang on, did you plan that on purpose?”

Jamie shrugged, trying to look innocent. “Maybe…” He grabbed Neil’s hand. “Come on. Let’s go find Daddy.”

“You are really something else.” Neil shook his head, merriment in his eyes.

Well, Jamie hadn’t gotten a nice hard fuck up against the wall while Daddy was listening in.

But putting that expression on Neil’s face felt pretty good, too.

They went back around the corner and Jamie tugged Neil’s arm to stop him. “Do you see that bird there?”

“The one with the yellow breast and brown speckled wings? I think it’s drinking the water that someone sprayed everywhere.”

“Yep. That’s a Western meadowlark.”

“Is that how the lodge got its name?”