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Theclickof the bottle cap sounded so loud in the quiet room, and a moment later a slick finger slid into his ass.
Sol paused. “Take a moment to breathe, okay?” He groaned. “Fuck, you feel warm and soft as silk in there.”
“Don’t stop,” Butch begged.
Sol chuckled. “What makes you think I have any intention of stopping?” Soft lips pressed against his ass cheek, and Butch moaned as Sol corkscrewed his finger. The mattress dipped, and Sol straddled Butch’s leg, rocking, making him hyper aware of the hard cock rubbing against his thigh.
Sol leaned over, kissed his shoulder and back, and Butch propped himself up on his hands, turning his face to beg another kiss, only now there was a hunger in their connection, Sol’s finger moving in and out, faster, deeper…
When Sol pulled free, Butch pushed out a loud moan.
“Onto your back,” Sol told him.
Butch flipped himself over, Sol stuffed a pillow under his head, and kissed him, a hard, claiming kiss that made him ache for more. Then Sol kissed a trail down to Butch’s cock, and he groaned at the feel of that warm, wet mouth on his shaft. Sol took him deep, head bobbing once more, and Butch couldn’t lie still. He sat up, leaned back on his hands, and watched Sol worship his dick with lips and tongue.
“Fuck. So good,” he whispered. Then he put his weight on his elbows and spread his legs as Sol rolled his balls in his fingers before moving lower to slide them into his crease.
“Yeah, put ’em back in me,” he cried.
Sol added a little more lube to his fingers, then took Butch deep again, except now he slid a finger inside him, settling into a rhythm. He pumped his fingers, matching each thrust with every slide of Butch’s shaft into his throat, gaining speed.
Butch’s hips bucked, and he knew he couldn’t hold on anymore.
“Gonna come,” he said, breathless.
Sol didn’t slow down, didn’t pull free, and Butch’s groan was so fuckingloudas he shot hard, filling Sol’s mouth, watching his throat work as he swallowed every last drop. Multiple shivers wracked his body and he flopped onto his back, his chest heaving.
Sol knelt between his legs, unfastened his jeans, pulled his cock free, and gave it three sharp tugs. Warmth spattered Butch’s stomach and chest, and the sight of Sol, eyes closed, mouth open, shaking with the force of his orgasm, was breathtaking. Sol scooped up some of his cum on his fingertips, and brought them to Butch’s lips.
Butch didn’t hesitate. He took Sol’s fingers into his mouth, sucking on them, cleaning them of all traces. When he was done, Sol stretched toward the nightstand, grabbed a handful of tissues from the box there, and wiped up the rest. Then he slowly removed his tee and jeans, and lay beside Butch on the bed.
“Every time you make me come, I think ‘that’s it, he can’t beat that.’ And then you go and beat it.” Butch shivered. “It gets more and more… intense.”
Sol leaned over and kissed him. “That was the plan.” He stroked Butch’s damp forehead. “You don’t have to go back to the bunkhouse tonight, do you? I mean, there aren’t any guests.” He smiled. “And I know this isn’t as big as the bed we shared in Wibaux, but I don’t mind close quarters so much. I’m all for a little snuggling.”
Butch could handle a little snuggling right then. And as for any comments about his absence?
He’d deal with those if—when—they occurred.
All he could think of was spending another night with Sol, andfuck, the prospect made him so damn happy.
A little happiness was long overdue.
Chapter 41
Sunday, September 25
Butch woke to strong arms surrounding him, Sol’s breath stirring his hair, Sol’s hand covering his heart…
Sol’s morning wood making its presence known, nestled in his crack.
That morning of so long ago came to mind, except it had beenhisdick making a home between Race’s ass cheeks, andLord, he recalled how he’d gotten out of that bed so fucking fast, in case Race woke up and got the wrong idea. He also recalled how he’d thought if the roles were reversed, it would’ve felt weird waking up with a hard-on against his butt.
And here we are, full circle.
Except now it didn’t feel weird.
Nowhe closed his eyes and imagined the slow press of Sol’s cock inside him. His fingers had set Butch’s hole on fire—in a good way—and the vibrator had awoken Butch to the delights of his prostate, so it felt kinda natural to want to take things a step further.
