Everything hits me at once. The pleasure he’s giving my body, the way he looks pounding into me, wearingmyhat, and the hunger and desire in his eyes. All of it shoots me into the sky. I’m soaring on cloud nine, swimming in ecstasy, as my cock pulses in his fist, thick ropes covering my stomach and chest. I throw my head back, crying out as Grady fucks every last drop out of me before spilling inside of me.
“Oh, fuck!” he moans. “Fuck, fuck, I’m coming…”
His movements come to a stop, and he removes his hand from around my length. Before he pulls out of me, he leans over, running the flat of his tongue along my torso, gathering up every last drop of my release, groaning as he tastes me. The sight is hot enough that I could easily come again.
Falling onto the bed beside me, he gazes over, looking absolutely satiated and spent. “I can’t believe you let me do that.” He laughs.
Huffing out a small chuckle, I roll onto my side, resting my head in my palm. “I can’t either,” I admit.
Arching a brow, he asks, “What’d you think?”
“I didn’t hate it,” I reply honestly. “In fact, I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would. I don’t know if it’s something I’ll want to do all the time, but I’d be open to doing it again.”
That earns me a boyish grin that I feel in my chest. “I enjoyed it too, but I much prefer when you fuck me.” Leaning over, he kisses me. It’s short and sweet. “Thank you for trusting me enough to do that.”
“Thank you for making me feel like I could trust you.”
I pull Grady against my chest, and we cuddle in bed for a while before we get dressed and order room service. Later that night, we FaceTime Suzy, both of us missing her, and then we meet up with the gang for a couple of rounds of pool at a local bar. Getting to be out in the open with my feelings about Grady is a strange feeling, but a good one.
40
Boone Stanton
Six Weeks Later
“Oh, I love this song!” Cranking the volume on some song I’ve never heard of, Grady sits back, rolls the passenger side window down, and lets his hand surf through the warm, evening September air as I drive down the back road that leads to Grazing Acres. We’ve been home from the circuit for about a week now, and we’re all meeting at Conrad’s ranch to hang out, eat some good food, and drink a little bit.
The last couple of weeks on the road were intense, but all in all, I’m happy with how the season ended. The older I get, the closer I know I’m getting to retiring. I’m not there yet, but if Colt showed me anything this season, it’s that you never truly know what’s going to happen, so I’m going to keep riding like it may be my last.
True to her word, Jade had moved out before I got home. She seems happy with her new living arrangements, and I do thinkus living apart is for the best, given that we’re no longer married. I’ve seen her a handful of times in the week I’ve been home when I’ve picked up or dropped off Suzy to her, but we’re meeting for lunch tomorrow to get everything ready to meet with the realtor about finally listing the house.
I glance over at Grady for a moment, his dark blonde hair hidden underneath a backwards hat, sunglasses covering his eyes, as he sings along to the music playing. He smirks when he catches me looking. Unable to hide my own smile, I return my gaze to the road ahead as I take a right onto the dirt road that leads to the ranch.
Grady and Jade are talking again, and I can tell he’s relieved about that. I don’t think they’ve seen each other since we’ve been home, but that probably has more to do with both of their work schedules than anything. Deep down, I always knew Jade wouldn’t stay mad at him forever, even if he wasn’t as convinced. I think she’s a long ways away from totally accepting and being okay with my relationship with her brother, but she’s at least trying for his sake.
Parking my truck behind Shooter’s near the barn, we both climb out and round the front. I wrap an arm around his shoulders as we stroll over to where everybody is. We’re the last ones to arrive, but that’s because Suzy talked me into taking her to see the new princess movie today at the theater in town, but the only showing was a five o’clock one. As soon as I dropped her back off with Jade, we headed over.
Colt’s here, and it’s good to see him doing better than the last time I saw him. We’ve texted back and forth a handful of times since his accident, but this is the first time he’s been out with all of us since we got back. He spots us first, turning his head as he takes a pull from his beer bottle.
“Well, look who it is,” he drawls. “The lovebirds.”
Flipping him off, I reply, “It’s okay to be jealous.”
Colt chuckles. “Jealous, my ass.”
“The day Colt settles down is the day pigs fly,” Cope calls out as he walks back from the cooler with a beer in each hand, handing one to Xander before cracking the other open and taking a drink. “I used to think Shooter also fit in that category, but the fucker had to go and prove me wrong.”
“Hey now,” Shooter cuts in, holding a hand up. “How’d I get roped into this? Let’s keep our focus on little Wilde and Boonelikes-to-keep-it-in-the-familyStanton.”
Grady snorts beside me.
“Fuck off, Graham.” Shooter has teased me on more than one occasion since Grady and I decided to make things official about how I jumped from one Wilde child to the other. I probably deserve it and, from the outside, itiskind of funny, but like hell will I admit that to Shooter. It’ll go to his already massive head. Glancing at Grady, I ask, “Want a beer? I’m going to get me one.”
He smiles. “Sure. Thank you.”
Conrad grills some burgers and hot dogs while the rest of us help prepare the rest. We shuck some corn, cut up some fruit, get out the chips, fill up the cooler with more drinks. Conrad’s place has always been our main hangout for nights like this, and it’s nice how we’re all always so willing to do our share. It takes some of the pressure off Conrad. We’re truly all like a family. We pull our weight, we’re there for each other when one of us is going through it, we tease and give each other shit, and we always have each other’s backs. It’s been nice watching our little circle grow over the last few years; first with Sterling, then Xander, and now Grady. Granted, Grady isn’t necessarilynew, but it feels great having everyone be so supportive of us the way they have been.
Sterling gets a fire going, and once we’ve all dished up a plate, we gather around it, with some music playing, and we all dig in. Nights like this can’t be beat. Sitting around a fire, drinking andlaughing with your closest friends will always trump going out and wasting money at a bar or a club, at least for me.
