“Yes! Please.”
Chance sat back on his heels. “How long have you known you wanted to submit like this?”
“Since I met you.”
Chance raised his brows. He doubted that was completely true.
“Okay, I’d fantasized about it before, but I’d never thought I’d really want it until I met you.”
“But you want it with me?” Chance needed that reassurance.
He nodded. “I don’t know what it is about you, but I do. You make me want to try new things, to try everything.”
Hearing that warmed Chance all over. “I love that you trust me that much when we’ve only known each other a short time.”
“It seems like I’ve always known you. When we’re together it really is like the rest of the world falls away, and you talk to me like to someone you’ve known forever. Maybe you do that with everyone, but you know what? I don’t want to know if you do. I just want us to be here in this fantasy world you create for me.”
“I want that too.” Chance began exploring him then, tracing the hard planes of his chest, sliding his fingers through the dark hair there, gliding over his ribs, and then bending to kiss where he’d touched. Darren arched up when Chance took a tight, pebbled nipple into his mouth. Chance used his teeth, and Darren twisted like he was trying to get away, but he kept his hands above his head. Chance tasted the other nipple and then kissed his way down to Darren’s groin, burying his face in the crease of his leg and drawing in his scent. He nibbled his inner thighs and caressed the length of each leg. He dug his fingers into Darren’s arches, enjoying the moans of pleasure as Chance massaged his feet.
When he sat back, Darren was watching him, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “You said something about filling me up.”
Chance smiled. “I did, didn’t I?” He pushed Darren’s legs farther apart. “Hold them.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Darren pulled his legs double on his chest and held them there. He fought to breathe as panic fluttered in his chest. He was as exposed as he could get, and he really didn’t know Chance all that well.
So what? You’ve fucked strangers before.
Yeah, but I’ve been the one exposing them. Fucking them. This feels…
Chance blew against his hole, and he jumped. “Does that feel good?”
“Yes.” And it did. The heat of Chance’s mouth, knowing Chance was getting off on this too, and even more, the suspicion Chance was just as nervous as he was, eased Darren’s anxiety.
Chance held Darren’s gaze as he sucked on a finger. When he pulled it from his mouth, it was shiny with spit. “You know where this is going?”
Darren nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
“You want that?”
“Yes.”
“Good, because I want it too, and you’re going to give me what I want, aren’t you?”
“Yes!” Saying it was freeing. “My ass is yours.”
“Fuck.” Chance licked his lips. His eyes were glazed with lust, and he’d never looked more beautiful.
Darren blew out a shaky breath when Chance teased his hole with his slick finger, sliding it back and forth across the sensitive skin.
Then he pushed inside, and Darren fought to relax. Let him in. It’s what you want.
“Mmm, so tight.” Chance moved his finger in and out, slowly, too slowly. Darren forgot all his concerns and tried to lift his hips to get more.
Then Chance added another finger. And wow. It was almost too much. How the hell was he going to take Chance’s dick?
Chance pushed deeper.
“Fuck, that burns.”
“Breathe and push out.”
Darren tried to, but it took several moments before he relaxed enough for the stretch to go from “yikes” to “oh, wow, that’s amaz—”
Chance curled his fingers and pressed against his prostate.
“Holy fuck!”
Chance smiled. “Right?”
Chance pulled out and drove back in, harder, but Darren didn’t mind; when he slid over Darren’s sweet spot again, he arched his back and made an embarrassingly desperate noise.
“So hot,” Chance said.
Darren opened his eyes, but Chance was looking down, watching his fingers disappear into Darren’s ass.
The look on Chance’s face was almost as erotic as the feel of his fingers inside Darren.
“More,” Darren demanded.
“You’re not ready for more yet.”
“Chance—”
Darren gasped as Chance gripped his cock and started stroking as he worked his fingers.
He began working his fingers in and out, and Darren gave in to the feel of it. Soon he was writhing and fisting his hands in the sheets, afraid he would rip them.
Chance pushed another finger in, and it was too much, way too much, but the burn was so good.
“Look at me,” Chance demanded.
Darren did. There was no way he could doubt how much Chance wanted him. He looked so hungry.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
Darren started to reply, but he gave up when Chance started moving again, working Darren’s cock and finger-fucking him. When he hit Darren’s prostate again, Darren cried out, the sound echoing around the room.
“Fuck that’s good,” Chance said. “Tell me how that feels.”
“I—” Chance brushed over the sweet spot again, cutting him off.
Chance only laughed, the bastard. “Tell me.” He worked his fingers in and out as he waited.
Darren had to fight to remember how to speak. Or think. “I don’t know how to…explain it. It’s like…pleasure, pure pleasure, and like you’re…killing me, but in the best way.”
Chance nodded. “I’d say that describes it fairly well, at least how it feels for me.”
“More,” Darren begged, not caring how pathetic he sounded.
Chance gave him more, and by the time Chance sat back and pulled his fingers from Darren’s ass, Darren’s cock ached and precome pooled on his abdomen. “Chance, please.”
“Please what?”
“Fuck me.”
He thought Chance would argue, say he wasn’t ready and torment him some more. Instead he simply said, “All right.”
Chance rolled on the condom, then generously slicked himself up.
Darren thought he’d push right in, but instead, he stretched out over Darren and pulled him into a kiss. Their bodies pressed together, and Darren groaned, loving how good it felt to have Chance’s weight on him, how warm the contact all along his body was. Their cocks slid along each other, and he arched up. “Need you.”
“Yes.” Chance breathed the word into his neck as he kissed and nibbled the skin there. Darren held him tight as Chance returned his attention to Darren’s lips.
“You like kissing,” Chance said a few moments later.
“I do.”
“I’m glad. I hate when men refuse to kiss.”
“You deserve to always be kissed, to be worshipped.”
Chance’s eyes widened as he held himself over Darren. “I… Thank you.”
“Fuck me, Chance.”
He grinned. “Your wish is my command.”
“Really?”
“Spread your legs and get ready to be fucked.” Darren chuckled. Had sex ever been this fun before? “That’s more like it.”
Chance teased him, brushing the tip of his cock over Darren’s hole. Darren squirmed, trying to get more contact until finally Chance pushed into him, just a little. It fucking hurt, but Darren tried to relax, knowing it would get better. He hooked a leg over Chance’s shoulder and fisted the sheet in his hands.
“Mmm. You’re flexible for an older guy.”
Darren scowled at him. “I’m not that fucking old.”
“Really? That’s not what you said the other day.”
Darren growled at him. “Get on with it.”
“You mean like this?”
Chance pressed forward, breaching the ring of muscle at Darren’s entrance.
Darren squeezed his eyes shut. “Wait!”
Chance froze and looked up. “Are you okay?”
He exhaled, trying to relax. “Yes. I just…need a minute.”
“I can stop if you—”
“No!”
Chance raised his brows.
“I want this. I want to be able to take what you give me.”
“You will. I promise you that. But I’ll go as slow as you need me to.” Chance smiled even though his arms were trembling and his jaw was tight. Darren knew it must be killing him to hold back.
“I’m okay now,” Darren said. He wanted more. He could handle it. He could handle anything when Chance looked at him like that.
“Jerk yourself off while I open you up.”
Darren reached for his cock as Chance slipped a little deeper into him.
He worked himself, slow at first and then more frantically as Chance moved deeper and the burning stretch started to shift toward pleasure. Soon he was rocking his hips, trying to get Chance to give him more of what he wanted.
“You need something?” Chance asked. He was trying to act like he wasn’t as affected as Darren, but his voice was strained and his fingers dug into Darren’s leg where he held it.
“You need this as much as I do.”
Chance pulled back and drove all the way in.
Darren tried to hold it in, but a loud, desperate sound escaped him. He refused to call it a whine.
“God, Dare. You’re so…”
“Need you.”
“Yes. Put your hands above your head and hold the pillow.” Darren did, and Chance rocked in and out, keeping it slow and gentle. Darren was stretched so full. He wasn’t sure if he could stand it, and yet opening to Chance, allowing him in, doing what he said was the best thing ever.
“You love this, don’t you?”
“Chance.”
“Say it.”
“I do. I love this. I want you to take more.”
Chance shoved in harder than he had before.
Darren’s breath whooshed out. “Own me, Chance.”
“Oh my God, yes.”
Chance fucked him then, keeping a steady pace, thrusting deep and then pulling out slowly. Unable to keep his arms up any longer, Darren gripped Chance’s biceps and worked his hips, trying to meet each thrust. His cock was so hard, it ached, and he was growing more and more desperate to come. All his nervousness was long gone, and the pain had dulled to where it just added an extra edge of excitement to his pleasure.
Then Chance shifted his position slightly, and his cock dragged over Darren’s prostate.
“Holy fuck!” His entire body lit up.
Chance did it again.
“Chance. Fuck. That’s…”
“Good, so good.”
Chance kept fucking him, and he knew he was going to come any second.
“Close… Please. I need to come.”
“And you worried you couldn’t take all this.” Chance drove in, filling Darren up again.
“You’re like fucking magic.”
“Come for me, Dare. I want to watch.”
Chance took Darren’s cock in his hand again and worked it with fast strokes. Then he hit Darren’s sweet spot again, and that was all it took. Come shot across his torso. He cried Chance’s name and muttered nonsense, or maybe that was all in his head. He didn’t know. He didn’t care. He’d never felt that good in his life. When he was spent, he dropped his head back against the pillow and tried to remember how breathing worked.
“Watch me,” Chance commanded.
Darren managed to open his eyes, and he was glad he did. Chance brought his come-coated hand to his mouth and licked, sending another spasm through Darren that was so good, it hurt.
“Perfect,” Chance said. “You’re fucking perfect.” He surged back in, and after only a few strokes, he tensed and sank his teeth into his lower lip.
“Don’t hold back.”
“Dare. God, Dare. I need you.” He jerked his hips against Darren’s ass as climax overtook him.
Seconds later, he collapsed on top of Darren, and Darren held him, stroking his back and finger-combing his hair.
Chance exhaled loudly, his breath tickling Darren’s chest. “I think that was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
Darren smiled; Chance made him deliriously happy. “It was for me. No question. You knew just what I needed.”
Chance sat up enough to meet Darren’s gaze. “You trusted me to give it to you. That… It means a lot.”
“You mean a lot.” Darren drew in his breath, nervous he’d let those words escape.
Chance stroked his cheek. “I’m glad, because I want to do this again.”
“Me too, but not until I’ve rested.”
“Wow. I didn’t even mean tonight.”
Darren winced when Chance pulled out of his ass. “Okay. Not tonight.”
“I’ll be right back,” Chance said.
“Hurry.”
What was wrong with him? He didn’t even want Chance to leave long enough to throw a condom away. He was in way too deep, but he had no intention of trying to find his way out anytime soon.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
When Chance woke the next day, the sun was so bright, he worried he’d overslept. But he checked his phone and saw he still had plenty of time to make it to the equine center for the lesson he was subbing for—the usual teacher was on vacation. He tried to ease from the bed so he wouldn’t wake Darren, but just as he sat up, Darren reached for him. “Stay.”
The need in his sleep-roughened voice made Chance really wish he could. “I’m teaching at the equine center in an hour and a half.”
Darren scrubbed his hands over his eyes and then pushed the covers away and sat up. “Can I come with you?”
“You want to watch the lesson?”
“If that’s okay with you. And I can talk more with Ella about plans for an auction in July.”
Chance considered for half a second whether having Darren there really would be too distracting. No, he could handle it. “It’s very okay.”
“Good. How long will we be there?”
“Between prep and grooming afterward, the lesson takes two hours, and I told Ella I’ll stay and help for another hour, so probably until about one.”
“Perfect.”
Darren’s smile was too sly for him not to be up to something. “Why?”
“I have a surprise for you.”
“Ooh, what is it?”
Darren rolled his eyes. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you.”
Chance very deliberately ran his teeth over his lower lip and then licked it. Darren’s eyes widened as he watched. “I could make you tell me.”
“Could you?” Chance suspected Darren had meant that as a challenge, but his words came out breathy, and his eyes were all lust-darkened.
“I could, but we don’t have time, so how about this: tell me, or I’ll take it out on your ass tonight.”
Darren sucked in his breath. “Really?”
“You don’t look very disturbed by that.”
“Let’s shower.”
He stood and walked to the bathroom as Chance wondered just how hard of a spanking Darren could take.
***
Chance tried not to glance at Darren too often. He looked incredible leaning against the fence in jeans and a blazer, which was as casual as he seemed to go when he wasn’t at home. Darren watched him with an intense focus that sent heat rushing to Chance’s face. He was falling hard and fast for this man, and that scared him; it exhilarated him too.
Chance focused back on his riders. This was their time. He could stare at Darren later. After they’d all had a turn taking their horses over cross poles, it was time for the lesson to end. “All right. Lena, Brad, Cassie, bring your horses to the middle of the ring and dismount.”
He held the gate for the kids as they walked their horse
s out of the ring. Darren joined them as they neared the barn.
“I’m going to supervise the kids untacking and brushing the horses and then see what else needs to be done,” Chance said.
“Is it okay if I come in and watch?”
“Sure, but you’ll probably get dirty.” Chance glanced down at Darren’s fancy shoes.
Darren shrugged. “I don’t mind.”
“All right, then, but if you’re going to keep coming out here, we need to get you some boots.”
“Maybe we do.”
Chance wanted to see Darren in riding boots. Of course he’d prefer Darren wasn’t wearing anything else when he modeled them.
The students took off their horses’ saddles, bridles, and pads and returned them to the tack room. Then it was time to groom their mounts. Cassie was the youngest, so Chance stayed with her, reminding her to move the curry comb in small circles.
“Mr. Chance,” Brad called. “Biscuit won’t let me check her hooves.”
Chance sighed. “Cassie, I’ll be right back, okay?”
But before he could open the stall door, Darren crossed the barn to him. “I’ll help her.”
Chance just stared at him for a moment. “Are you sure?”
Darren nodded. “I was watching. I think I can handle it.”
“Okay, if you’re comfortable and Cassie is too.”
“I know what to do next,” Cassie said.
“Would you like to show me?” Darren asked.
“Yes!” She seemed thrilled at the prospect, so Chance traded places with Darren.
“Do you have horses?” Chance heard her ask as he pulled the stall door shut behind him.
“No. I’ve never ridden before.”
“Wow, that’s sad.”
Chance couldn’t help but continue listening, wondering what Darren would say.
“That’s what Chance said.”
“You should listen to him. He knows a lot.”
Darren’s chuckle made Chance smile. He really loved this side of Darren.
Focus.
He hurried to Biscuit’s stall. “All right, what’s she doing?”
“She’s so stubborn,” Brad complained. “She won’t lift her feet.”
Biscuit was a rascal, but she was also one of Chance’s favorite horses and likely the one he’d put Darren on, given the opportunity.
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