I smirk at my thoughts, and he grins. “What’s funny?”
“Nothing, just thinking…” My eyes shift. “We could go in there.” I nod toward the pool house.
Lance pulls back to give me a quick look of uncertainty. “Can we really do that…?”
I shrug, tracing his muscles through his shirt. “We’ve always been good at keeping secrets.”
Yanking him by the arm, I drag him over to the pool house, shoving him inside and closing the door behind us. There isn’t much in the way of furniture in here, but it’s private and that’s all I’m looking for in this burning hot moment.
“Tate… are you sure about this?” He mumbles as I pull him over to a chaise lounge. “I think I owe you some… answers.” He gasps while I start ripping at his clothes.
“No talking.” I lift my shirt over my head, shoving my pants down. “I just need to see…”
“See what?” He asks while I get him out of his shirt and open his pants.
But rather than responding, I kiss him.
I know what I’m looking for here, but I don’t want to admit it out loud. Not to him… Notyet.
“You said you wished you fucked me back then,” I purr into his mouth. “Do it now.”
His kisses me slow. “Only if I have you, baby…” He pulls back to gaze down at me. “Do I have you?”
It’s such a heavy question. One I refuse to answer in any fashion. I just want him to fuck me… I’m shaky for it.
Avoiding a response, I spin in his arms. He tries to turn me back around, but I lower myself down onto my stomach on the chaise.
His chest covers my back and he kisses my neck. “I want to see your face, gorgeous…”
Biting my lip hard, I shake my head.Too intimate…
I’m… No. I can’t do it that way.
Pushing my hips back, I rub my ass on his cock where it’s sticking out of his pants. “Please, Sunshine… Will you fuck me? Ineedit.”
I can feel him hesitating, but not out of his usual fear. This time, he’s trapped between wanting to unleash on me, and wanting to make love to me. I need it to be the former.
Lance shoves his pants down around his thighs, taking his long, perfect cock in his hand and running the head in between my cheeks until I’m shivering.
“What if someone finds us?” He whispers, biting on my shoulder, hard, until I whine.
“Mmm… right. You’re a married man,” I taunt him with a sharp, salacious tone. “Afraid of getting caught having gay sex,pastor? What wouldGodthink…?”
My taunting works, because he growls, pushing me down roughly into the chaise. “You’re so much fucking trouble, aren’t you?”
“Trouble you can’t get enough of, apparently,” I hiss at the sound of him spitting into his palm. “Decade and a half and you’re still chasing me…Wantingme.”
“You really do want me to fuck the attitude out of you, huh?” He runs his thick shaft up and down over my hole while I whimper. “I never stopped wanting you, Tate. And I’m gonna need more than just saliva to get this dick in you.”
“Fuck…” I hum, lifting my head enough to peer around the room. My eyes land on something. “That looks like lotion.”
Lance pauses. “It’s sunscreen…”
“Whatever, just use it.”
“Is that… healthy?”
“Whocares… Coat your dick and push it inside me, breeder.”
