STORY EXCERPT

“A little late to be dragging yourself in, isn’t it?”

Jonny Foster pressed his lips together to keep from groaning. That voice affected him in equal parts anger and arousal, and he never knew which one to go with first. Since Russell Bozeman had pretty much gone out of his way to make sure Jonny knew they never had a chance together, Jonny went with anger.

“What’s it to you?” he snapped in a voice loaded with sarcasm as he turned to face the man that had been starring in his dreams and fantasies for the last twelve months.

“It’s almost five o’clock in the morning, Jonny.” Russ’s thick brown eyebrows were pulled down in a thick line of disapproval, his eyes hooded. “Some of us have to work in a couple of hours.”

Jonny clamped his jaw tight, grinding his molars together. There were so many responses he could give to that statement, most of them not polite. Considering he had just spent the better part of the last five hours helping scrape someone off the pavement after they tried to see if their vehicle could fly, the jab about working stung more than he cared to admit.

“I’m going to bed.”

Russ’s snort rankled, especially considering how much Jonny wanted the man’s approval…and attention. He got neither and hadn’t for a very long time. Russ had been friendly and attentive when he first arrived in Cade Creek almost exactly a year ago. At first, Jonny had seen him as someone to be feared simply because he was so huge. Over time, he had grown to see that his heart was just as big.

And then the warm feelings of friendship he had felt for Russ turned into a burning lust that flared up every damn time he heard the man’s voice. The things he had done in the last twelve months to try to be someone Russ might be interested in had backfired big time. Russ seemed to think he was always up to no good, and Jonny had just gotten tired of trying to defend himself.

“You’re better than this, Jonny.”

Jonny sighed as his shoulders involuntarily slumped. He knew he should just keep going and not start this tired argument with Russ, but he just couldn’t seem to keep his mouth shut. “Better than what, Russ?”

“Look.” Jonny followed the line of Russ’s hand as the man pushed it through his chestnut hair, whishing he had the right to do the same. “I’m not trying to be a jerk here, Jonny.”

Too late.

“But I’m worried about you. You’re coming home at all hours of the night and day. You sleep until two or three o’clock in the afternoon, take a shower and eat something, and then you’re right back out the door. That can’t be good for you.”

Jonny truly didn’t understand where Russ was coming from. Mitch and Elliot were very much aware of where he was every night. How Russ was oblivious was beyond Jonny. And he was tired of trying to explain himself. The man never listened to him anyway.

“I’m fine, Russ.” Jonny purposely kept his eyes on the floor in front of him instead of looking at the handsome man that had a starring role in every one of his fantasies. Lusting after Russ got him exactly nowhere. The man was so not interested in him that they might as well have been brothers. Russ cared. He just didn’t care the way Jonny wanted.

“Goodnight.”

Jonny gulped and took a hasty step back when the sexiest damn feet in the history of feet appeared in his line of vision. He just knew if he looked up, the faded denim encasing Russ’s muscular legs would be hugging his thighs like a second skin.

Jonny looked up, and groaned. Damn. Not only was the denim wrapped around Russ like it had been painted on, but the man’s red flannel shirt was still unbuttoned, hanging loosely around his thick naked chest. There was nothing but miles and miles of beautiful golden tanned skin.

“Don’t walk away when I’m talking to you, Jonny.”

Jonny regretfully tore his eyes away from all those luscious muscles and raised them to Russ. “You’re not my father, Russ. Stop trying to act like it.”

Jonny went to push past Russ, squeaking when he was grabbed by the arms and swung around, pushed into the wall by the kitchen entry. Fear held him immobile as he stared up at Russ.

“Don’t ignore me, Jonny.” Russ’s voice was rough and growly.

“I…I’m not—” Jonny swallowed the thick lump of fear in his throat. “I’m not trying to ignore you, Russ. I’m tired.”

“Maybe if you didn’t stay out all night you wouldn’t be so tired.”

“What do you care?” Jonny asked in a voice that was thin and worn. He was so tired of wanting something he couldn’t have.

Russ’s deep-brown eyes, the color of warm caramel, pierced the distance between them, flashing with something Jonny couldn’t define. His tone was velvet soft, yet edged with steel, when he replied. “I care, Jonny.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Russ’s control went to hell. He fisted his fingers in Jonny’s hair. He pulled the man’s face forward, slanting his mouth over Jonny’s lips. Jonny whimpered then leaned into the kiss, opening his mouth to allow Russ in. He almost lost his hold on Jonny when the man scrambled to get closer, pressing his body against Russ’s then rubbing against him.

Jonny groaned when Russ ran his tongue quickly across his lips before diving into his mouth, kissing him for all he was worth. He was instantly overwhelmed by the sweet taste. Jonny’s hands clutched at Russ’s shoulders as he explored the depths of his mouth, running tongue along the seam of Jonny’s lips. He stroked his hands further down Jonny’s body, feeling the smooth lean-muscled skin beneath him.

Russ bent his head to lick at the soft skin between Jonny’s neck and shoulder. As he swiped his tongue over the sensitive flesh, he felt Jonny shudder then groan as he arched his neck, giving Russ better access to his throat.

Russ scraped his teeth gently across the small patch of skin. He reached down and pushed Jonny’s boxers down, grabbing Jonny’s straining cock, rubbing his hand briefly over the hard flesh. As his thumb skimmed across the top, smearing pre-cum in its wake, he scraped his teeth over Jonny’s throat again.

“Russ,” Jonny hissed. His hands came up to grab Russ’s head, his fingers fisting in Russ’s hair as his body arched and shuddered.

Russ tightened his fingers around the hard length in his hand, quickly stroking Jonny’s cock. He lifted his head, looking down in astonishment as Jonny cried out. Jonny’s hips lifted frantically, pushing against Russ as he came, covering Russ’s hand with shot after shot of pearly white seed.

“Fuck!” he whispered vehemently, feeling his own cock throb with the need to come. That was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. He lifted his hand to his lips, his tongue darting out to lick at some of the seed on his hand.

Oh damn!

Russ was doomed. It was as simple as that. Everything about Jonny said that he was going to quickly become an obsession, if not a downright need—like breathing.

Russ grinned as he scooted down Jonny’s body. A moment later, Jonny was crying out again as Russ took his still-sensitive cock into his mouth, his tongue cleaning up any remaining seed as he licked Jonny’s cock up one side and back down the other. He enjoyed the long groan that fell from Jonny's lips as he leaned in and licked across the head of the engorged shaft.

His tongue swirled around the helmet, licking at the clear liquid that seemed to have multiplied as his other hand reached beneath Jonny and gently massaged the man’s balls. He leaned a little closer, taking Jonny’s cock further into his mouth as his tongue flattened and ran the length of Jonny’s cock.

Jonny’s legs trembled under his hand, delighting him even more. Russ liked knowing he could get to his mate in such a way that the man couldn’t control his reactions. It made him feel like the most powerful man on the planet.

Russ raked his tongue across the head of Jonny’s cock again. Drops of tangy, sweet pre-cum exploded on his tongue. He swallowed Jonny’s shaft all of the way down until his nose was buried in the man’s pubic hair.

“Russ!” Jonny’s hands clenched in Russ’s hair, gently tugging then smoothing then tugging again, as if Jonny couldn’t decide what he wanted to do.

Russ kept his mouth wrapped around Jonny’s dick as he grabbed the man’s ankles and lifted them up further on the mattress. Jonny’s legs naturally fell apart. Russ bobbed up and down on Jonny’s cock several times before lifting his head, grinning when Jonny whined in protest.

“Do you like that, baby?”

Jonny’s dazed pale-blue eyes just blinked down at him.

Russ grinned then reached up and gripped Jonny’s thighs with his hand, spreading them and lifting them at the same time. He started licking at the puckered pink hole that twinkled up at him, pushing his tongue in then stroking it up over Jonny’s balls to his cock then all the way to the tip before moving back down and repeating the process.

Jonny’s body went stiff for a moment, his thigh muscles going rock hard, and then he trembled almost uncontrollably. “Ru–Russ, please!” Jonny wailed, his hands grabbing at Russ’s shoulders. “Need…”

Russ climbed his way back up the smooth body beneath him until he was straddling Jonny’s body. He leaned down and stuck his tongue out, circling one taut nipple before sucking it in between his lips. He almost smiled when Jonny’s heady cry filled the room.

He pulled the nipple into his mouth, gently biting down. It was like turning on an electrical switch. Jonny went wild. His hips began thrusting up against Russ. The harder he bit down, the wilder Jonny became. Russ ran his hands down Jonny’s back to grab his ass, gently massaging him with his hands.

Damn! Jonny ass was nice and tight. Russ couldn’t wait to fuck it.

“Lube, baby.”

“Night—” Jonny’s hand flopped out, his finger pointing. “Nightstand.”

Russ reached over and yanked the drawer open, grinning when he saw the tube of lube and box of condoms. As he grabbed both, he noted that the box of condoms was unopened. He’d have to ask Jonny about that later. He tossed the condoms onto the bed and then flipped the cap on the lube open. Russ made quick work of slathering up his fingers. They had somewhere to be.

After tossing the lube aside, Russ stroked his hands down to caress Jonny’s ass, moving between his cheeks and the small hole waiting for him. He could feel the body above him tremble as he pushed a finger deep into Jonny’s ass. No sooner had he pushed a finger in when Jonny began humping his hips back for more.

“You like that, baby?” he asked when he heard a long moan.