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“I was at a cattle auction. You know how those things go.”
He nods. “Your dad’s been sending you to do the ranch’s bidding?”
“Couple of years now. He’s slowly handing over responsibility.”
“Congrats.” He spits out the words. “Bet that feels good, knowing you have a future waiting for you.”
“Damn you, Porter. You know that’s not how it is.”
He presses a finger into my chest. “That’s exactly how it is, boss.”
“Here you go with the fucking boss shit again. Okay, fine, I’ll play along.” I push him against the truck. “What happens if the boss wants his employee so bad, he aches for him?”
He blinks in shock, then quickly recovers. “How about if the employee wants to kiss his boss hard to shut him up, despite knowing it shouldn’t happen?”
I’m panting now as my heart lodges in my throat. “Why shouldn’t it happen?”
He leans toward me as if taunting me with those full lips. “Obviously because there’s an imbalance there.”
“Oh, I doubt there’s an imbalance, not where Porter Dixon is concerned.”
His eyes blaze. “The other employees could find out and think there’s preferential treatment.”
I give his body a once-over and notice how stiff he is behind his zipper. “There’s definitely a preference. Can’t be helped.”
“Fucking hell,” he rasps out. “Why do you always draw me in like a moth to a flame?”
“Pretty sure it’s mutual, but damn, I love hearing it.” I grip his chin. “Careful, I’m gonna think you want me as much as I want you.”
“I shouldn’t want you, boss…” He hesitates only a moment before he says, “But I do.”
And then my lips are crushing his, and we’re both groaning into the kiss. And damn, having him again in this way, when I never thought it possible, is overwhelming. Like everything clicking into place and unsettling all at once.
His hands wind around my shirt, and he’s tugging me closer as our mouths crash together. We’re all hands and lips and tongues, and when our stiff cocks rub together, I feel like I might shoot right there in my pants.
I break away to catch my breath, and glance over his shoulder. The parking lot is still empty, and we’re all alone.
“Porter,” I murmur before taking his mouth again.
Chapter 14
Porter
This is fucking stupid. I don’t know what in the hell I’m thinking. The truth is, I’m not. I might regret it later, but right now, I can’t see past my want for him. It’s as if our slates are wiped clean and nothing matters but making each other feel good.
There is nothing like bringing Bishop Sullivan to his knees, nothing like the power I feel in his want for me. I could taste it on his tongue the first time we’d kissed all those years ago, and it’s still here now, as potent as ever.
I deepen the kiss, let my tongue explore his mouth. Sully lets me. He’s always let me do anything I want to him when we’re like this, easily opening himself up to the pleasure I give him.
His hands go to my hips, fingers digging in, pressure growing to the point where I know if we keep going this way, he’ll leave marks, and I fucking want them.
My hat falls to the ground, and I don’t stop to pick it up. He’s a mixture of beer and desire, tongue dancing with mine, and he’s making little sounds I swallow down.
I pull back, my cock throbbing behind my fly as I press my palm against his substantial erection. “Always so easy to get you hard for me.” I massage him.
“Fuck…you gonna do anything about it?”
“Don’t know,” I tease him, my own dick trying to break out of my jeans. I swear it’s like I got a cement pole down my pants.
