“Yes, Ann is a sweet woman and does a great job.” He put extra emphasis on the word “sweet” because their good buddy had a reputation for not caring if a woman was taken or even married.
“All right, man. I get it. Don’t gotta tell me that anyway. I’ve seen the way the woman looks at your brother. Damnedest sight I’ve ever seen, too. It’s like watching a puppy dog on those commercials for adoption. All mushy and shit like that.”
He shook his head. Warren was a good guy to have a few beers with. He helped them more than a few times with some bar fights that got out of hand at the Roadhouse, but the rest of him saw the world a bit skewed. He remembered growing up, they’d all tease him for being such a hard-ass at such a young age, telling him his mama never held him enough.
“That shit that you’re referring to is called love. Maybe if you softened up a little bit and quit bedding every available honey in town, you might just find it someday.”
Warren gave him a firm smack on his upper arm. “No thanks, man. I’ve seen what so-called love can do to a man. Hell, look at what that broad did to you. She done fucked you up good. You even gotten laid since then?”
Derek could feel his blood boil as a fury rose within him. Without even thinking about it, he brought his arm back and with a fluid and quick motion nailed the son of a bitch in his jaw.
He must have hit him good and hard because, despite Warren’s size, he fell back on the ground with a loud thump, causing the dry dirt to fly up in a cloud of dust around them. The mare, which was just a few feet from him, shuffled back and away from the skirmish, making noises of distress.
Rubbing his jaw, Warren looked up at him. “What the hell did you hit me for?”
“Do not ever call her a broad or refer to her in such a disrespectful way again! Do you understand me?” Every word was laced with anger. He wanted his message heard loud and clear.
“God damn.” Warren got up from the ground and brushed himself off. “Yeah, I understand you. But shit, man, you didn’t gotta hit me.”
“Yes, I did. She’s not just some broad, and maybe if you pulled your head out of your ass for more than taking care of Jenkin’s stables, you’d see that most women are pretty fucking spectacular, and not all of them are just some piece of ass for you to get your rocks off with.”
“Well, I’ll be…” Warren smiled and put a hand on his shoulder. “You’re still in love with that broad…err…I mean, woman.”
He considered his options. Sure, he could’ve denied it. It wasn’t Warren’s business, and damn it, he didn’t really even want to think about it, but maybe that was his problem. Maybe he wasn’t thinking enough? Or maybe he was over-thinking the pain too much. Had he dwelled on it for so long that he forgot how to feel?
“Yeah, I do love her.”
Spitting another chunk of tobacco out on the ground, his smug friend gave him a smirk. “Well then, what the hell are you doing here with me?”
He had to laugh. Warren was a hard-ass and had nothing but rough edges, but he was always a wise man.
“I’ve no God damn idea, buddy.”
“Well, go on then, get! I’ve seen enough of your ugly mug to last me a whole other year.” Warren made shooing motions with his hands while he untied the horse from where it was drinking.
Derek headed toward his truck and stopped about halfway there. Turning back, he shouted. “Hey, Warren.”
Looking over, the man yelled back. “What, man? Ain’t you left yet? Damn, I know the ladies call me the cat’s meow, but I ain’t into men, so go on and go get that woman who’s got y’all tongue tied.”
He gave his arrogant and cocky friend a nod and went on his way. No words needed to be said. He knew Warren was a man of few words. He not only understood his old buddy’s apology, but it was accepted. No harm no foul was something Warren would always say. Starting his truck, he had to laugh as he thought about it. It was something he’d heard him say every time he was down on the ground after being decked by some guy whose woman he had screwed around with.
“Crazy SOB,” he muttered.
He took a quick glance at his watch. It was nearly three o’clock in the afternoon. If he packed in a hurry and booked a flight while he was en route to the airport, he might just be able to catch a flight out of there that evening. And with any luck, Sandi would still be there.
He prayed he could make her understand. She may have hurt him in the past, but he knew he had hurt her just as bad when he’d left. He tried not to think of the voice messages she’d left that first night he was gone. He didn’t want to think of her sadness. He only wanted to concentrate on making things right between them.
If there was one thing he learned in all of this, it was that time, distance, and all the pain in the world could not and did not erase his love for her.
She was his everything.
“Hang on, baby. I’m coming back.”
Chapter 18
Sandi awoke from a nap. She had a slight headache from the stress of the past few days, but for some reason she didn’t feel sad. At least not like she had. It was strange. She almost felt peaceful. She took a look at the small brass clock sitting on her nightstand and was surprised that she’d only slept for about forty-five minutes. As tired as she was, she’d figured she’d sleep at least a couple of hours.
Feeling thirsty, she took a drink from her bottle of water. With her head tilted back, she caught a glimpse of the book she had been reading, Tristan and Isolde. Instantly, the book reminded her of Derek, but something was different this time. The ache, the familiar pain she’d felt for the past several days and so many months prior to him coming back in her life, was not there.
It surprised her to think she no longer felt sad. Her love for him was just as strong as ever. She would give anything to be in his arms again. So then why was she so at ease? Surely it couldn’t have been the food she’d eaten or the short nap. Not even Zach’s charming company was that powerful. So why did she suddenly feel, okay?
While the inner peace surprised her, she wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the face. Her body was a little sore and tense from the stress of the past few days, not to mention the lovemaking with Derek. Quickly, she shook her head, removing the thoughts from her mind knowing that if she gave it too much space to occupy in her innermost psyche, she would go back to the gut wrenching pain of him not being there.
She had a couple hours still before she had to meet Zach in the gym, and if her memory served her correctly, she remembered there being a hot tub on one of the adjoining rooms when she’d had her initial tour of Pleasure Seekers. The idea of sitting in hot, jetted water sounded perfect, so she grabbed her swimsuit out of the dresser drawer and changed.
She brushed her hair back, putting it in a high ponytail, a subconscious habit instilled to her by her mother who had preached about the damages of chlorine to hair follicles, more times than she could count. Then she grabbed one the fluffy, terrycloth robes that were inscribed with the initials PS. Tying it snugly around her waist, she headed out of her room and to the east end of the house where the gym and spa were.
* * * *
Zach laid his towel on one of the chairs along the wall. He was careful to be quiet, wanting to surprise Aiden. He wasn’t quite sure if Aiden would be up for a threesome, but the kid had said he wanted more and seemed very willing to please, so this would serve as his little test. Besides, Zach thought to himself as he rubbed his already hardened cock, it had been too long since he’d been with multiple partners. He liked his private interludes, but there was something about having two or more partners that his body craved.
He knelt down behind Aiden. His head was rested back, and his eyes were closed. He placed a gentle kiss to the man’s forehead and watched in amusement as his eyes opened and lit up with first surprise then excitement.
“Zach, you startled me,” he said while turning his head to face him.
His cock twitched when the Aiden’s eyes widened upon seeing him sans trunks,
hard, and inches from his face.
Smiling, Zach asked, “What’s wrong? You look surprised by something? Have I offended you? Perhaps I should go put something on?”
He knew he was teasing him, but he couldn’t help himself. He loved it. The hungry look in his eyes was more than a turn-on. It wasn’t his style to be needy for attention, but the way Aiden looked at him, like he’d die if he didn’t suck on his cock, got him off. He felt no shame in that.
“No. Please don’t,” Aiden whispered the response.
As cute as he was with his need for him, Zach wanted him to come out of his damn shell. He acted like he was scared to say what he really wanted, and if one thing was for sure, Zach liked someone who knew what they wanted and took it.
“Hmm…I’m not sure. Maybe I should. I mean, I’m hard and need to fuck really bad. It’s selfish of me to interrupt your relaxing soak in the hot tub.” Despite the words he was saying, his actions said something different. He stroked himself as the hungry man in front of him licked his lips.
“You need to…you want…” He stuttered.
Oh Jesus, Zach thought. What the hell is it going to take to get this guy to say what he wants?
“Yes, Aiden. I need and I want to fuck.” He looked down at his hand tightly wrapped around his penis. “Is it not obvious?”
Aiden said nothing, only nodded.
Zach considered his options. He could continue to tease the guy in hopes he eventually snapped and opened his damn mouth, or he could just wait for Colton to show up and take him in the locker room. As much as he was a man of patience, he also was a man who didn’t play games.
He removed his hand and left himself jutting out toward the nervous man’s face. Take the damn invitation! Zach thought as he watched the man’s mouth literally water with thirst for him. He was about to get up in frustration when Aiden groaned aloud. He looked down and saw a droplet of pre-cum sitting on the tip of his head.
“Oh for fuck’s sake! What the fuck do you want?” Zach asked him annoyed.
“I want to suck on you,” he nervously replied.
Shaking his head, Zach got up from his squatted position, took two steps into the hot tub, and sat on the edge. Without warning, he grabbed Aiden by the back of his head. He tugged at his hair and pulled him in between his thighs.
“Then fucking do it!” he demanded. “Suck me off!”
Any other time, he might have been more patient and a bit kinder, but waiting for Aiden to figure out what the hell he wanted pushed his restraint too far. His dominant side was showing now.
He didn’t give Aiden much of a choice either. With his hand on the back of his head, he pushed him into his groin, his actions telling him exactly what to do.
He rested his hands back on the cool tiled floor of the room, his body leaning back as Aiden alternated between licking and sucking on his balls and penis. As good as it felt, he needed more. He fought the urge to drive into Aiden’s mouth to the back of his throat. He reined back his lust and waited. One way or another, he would get what he wanted, and soon. If Aiden wasn’t into it, he could definitely count on Colton to please him.
He smiled at the memory of his last encounter with Colton. They met up at a bar in Chicago for some drinks and ended up spending two days in a hotel room together with nothing but room service and hot, sweaty bodies.
His memories were interrupted by the sound of a door creaking. He looked up and found Colton staring at Aiden with a cocky grin. He had explained to him on the phone that this one was timid and needed to be unleashed. Actually, Zach couldn’t believe his dumb luck when he’d gotten the surprise call from his old friend saying he’d be in town for a couple of days and wanted to hook up.
Aiden must have heard him enter the room because he stopped what he was doing, and his head spun around to see who it was. Zach couldn’t believe it, but the guy actually blushed. He wasn’t sure if it was due to Colton catching them in the act or if it was because the man who caught them stood before him with a dick so hard it looked like it could be made of stone.
He had to admit, Colton did have a good package. He’d gotten off to giving him head a few times. It was hard to resist a man like him. He was tall, lean, and nothing but muscle.
“Who are you?” Aiden asked.
Colton chuckled. “Why do you sound so nervous, kid?”
“I…I’m not nervous,” he insisted.
Zach had to turn away for a minute to keep from laughing. As much of a tease as he was, he knew Colton had a way with young innocents who weren’t quite sure what to do with their sexual desires. This was going to be fun to watch.
A loud laugh came from somewhere deep inside Colton. “Kid, if you aren’t nervous, then I don’t have a penis.”
Oh shit! Aiden’s big doe-eyes looked up at Zach in horror and shock. Aiden was scared shitless and had no idea what to do or what to think. As much as he hated to think it, he wondered if he was Aiden’s first homosexual encounter. Maybe this was all just too new to him, and he had no clue how to respond regardless of what he wanted. Zach softened his grasp on his hair and released it, gently stroking the side of his face.
“Aiden, this is Colton. A good friend of mine. Say hello.”
“Hi.”
“Good. Now do you remember me saying that I needed to have sex?” He had to laugh. The look in Aiden’s eyes told him he remembered exactly what he’d said.
“Look, baby, you are really good at what you do. I love having your lips wrapped around me and sucking on me, but I need more sometimes. Colton and I understand each other and know how to make the other feel good.”
“So you want to do that to him?”
Zach shook his head. The poor guy looked disappointed. “Actually, yes, I would like to do that to him.” He waited a few seconds before continuing. “But as much as I’d like to do that to him, I would love to do that to you.”
Aiden looked up at him. His face was flushed, and his cheeks were red. He wondered if he could make his ass cheeks just as red by slamming into him hard and fast.
“You would?”
He gave him one of his best smiles and leaned over to kiss him. He could taste his own cock on the man’s tongue. It was something that he’d always enjoyed.
After a minute of stroking their tongues against one another, he pulled away. “To tell you the truth, Aiden, nothing would turn me on as much as fucking you in your ass while you gave Colton your mouth to fuck.”
He waited, wondering if this was the point where Aiden would go running out of the room in terror or if he would jump in with both feet and let them both take him. The room was silent except for the sounds of the jets shooting the water all around.
“You’d let me have that?”
Holy shit! Aiden wasn’t only into it, but he said it like they’d be doing him some sort of favor, giving him a gift.
“Yes, baby. I’d let you have that.” If he thought he was getting a special treat, so be it. Far be it for Zach to tell him that had been his plan all along.
“Get over here on this chair.” Colton pointed to one which was near him. “On your knees, facing the back.”
Aiden looked at Zach as if asking for permission. It pleased him that he was so loyal to him already. He’d privately pondered and hoped that Aiden would be a good submissive, and judging from his mannerisms, he seemed only interested in doing what made Zach happy.
“Go on, babe. Get on the chair like Colton told you to.”
Aiden stood up and took the steps out of the hot tub. His erection looked painful against his tight swim trunks.
“Jesus, take those off,” he told him.
He did as he was told and slid the constricting Lycra fabric down his thighs. His cock sprang out at attention just inches from Zach’s face. He wanted to kiss it, lick it, and stroke it, but Aiden had much to learn still. He needed to feel comfortable with his sexuality before Zach would show him his submissive side. Instead, he motioned with his head for him to proceed over to the cha
ir.
Zach stared at his backside as he walked over to the chair. While his actions seemed one of a virginal young man, he didn’t have the body of one. His back and legs were muscular, tan, and his ass looked like something he could nibble on.
Aiden climbed on the chair, his knees supporting him as he held on to the back of the chair. Colton reached into a small bag he’d brought in the room and removed a small tube of lubricant, tossing it to Zach before standing in front of Aiden.
Colton leaned over Aiden, dragging his fingers from his ass to his shoulders, digging them in before grabbing his face with both hands and kissing him deeply. He watched them kiss as he squirted a liberal amount of the lube onto his hand then covered his hardness with the cooling jelly, which would make it so easy to slide inside that tight hole.
The two men were still kissing, and Aiden was moaning when he spread his cheeks apart and took not one, but two fingers and slid them hard and fast into the tightest ass he’d ever seen.
Aiden’s body jolted from the intrusion, and Zach could feel his muscles contracting and throbbing around him.
“Fuck!” He wanted to feel that around his cock.
He gave Colton a nod that it was time. It seemed clear they were thinking the same thing, that Aiden was a virgin to anal sex. In their experience, they knew that going slow and easing him into it could prolong his discomfort. Both of them had discussed it in the past and agreed the feeling of being taken rough and hard in the end gave one the quickest path to being able to enjoying it.
Colton pulled away from the kiss and whispered, “I want you to take that mouth and suck on my dick like you were doing to Zach when I walked in. Would you do that for me, Aiden?”
Zach smiled as he positioned himself at the tiny, little hole. Aiden didn’t respond, but his breathing was hitched, and he nodded frantically. Zach loved how he got such pleasure out of oral sex.
Colton stood up, put his hands on the back of Aiden’s head, and slid himself in the man’s mouth. When Zach heard the first moan escape from somewhere deep inside their good, little lover, he slammed hard and fast into Aiden’s ass.
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