“You should let yourself have a little fun, Cap,” he murmurs, his fingers dancing lower, toward my abdomen. I should stop him from going any farther… But I don’t. I can’t. “And I’m here to help with that.” His hand sinks lower until his fingertips tease along the waistband of my briefs. I inhale sharply and squeeze my eyes shut as I feel his hot breath fan across my cheek, his lips against my ear. “Now, tell me the truth… You want my help, don’t you, baby?”
Baby.
It’s not the first time he’s called me that, but fuck me, it does something illicit to me every single time. Trent wasn’t into pet names, and prior to marrying him, I’ve had a few people call me that, but none of them hit like it does right now.
“Answer me,” he growls before nipping at my earlobe with his sharp teeth.
A gasp falls from my lips, and despite my mind being hazy, I’m able to grit out, “We shouldn’t.”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk… That’s not what I asked, Captain Wesley. Let’s try again… Do. You. Want. My. Help?”
There’s an eruption sitting just below the surface. It’s thrumming and pulsing, dying to come out,and with each second I deny to myself how badly I want this, the more it threatens to explode. I’m like a dormant volcano, trying to hold myself back, but it’s not working. The chemistry between Hollis and me is clear. It’s loud and vibrant, and it refuses to be ignored. Maybe it’s simply because we’re out in the middle of nowhere, and I’m able to pretend this doesn’t count, that we’ll head back to Wolf Creek tomorrow and it’ll be like none of this ever happened, I don’twantto ignore it.
I don’twantto hold myself back.
I want Hollis, even though I shouldn’t.
I want him, and in this tent, with him so close to me, his hands on my body, I’m incapable of pretending like I don’t.
It doesn’t have to mean anything, and after this weekend, it won’t ever happen again, but for tonight, I’m giving in.
“Yes…” The word leaves my mouth on a whisper. A confession. “Help me.”
That’s all the encouragement he needs before turning his head and crashing his mouth into mine. His tongue parts my lips while his hand slips into my boxers and palms my hard length. I groan into his mouth, my head swimming as I roll onto my back, bringing Hollis with me. He settles between my legs and shoves the material down, never breaking away from our kiss. As soon as he rids me of the only piece of clothing I have on, he takes his off next before straddling my thighs.
The weight of his stiff cock slides against mine as Hollis sits back on my lap. Reaching behind his head, he tugs off his shirt and tosses it to the side before he tucks his chin, letting spit fall from his lips onto his cock, then mine. Once we’re coated in his saliva, Hollis closes his hand around us and rolls his hips, letting his slick, hard cock glide against mine. It feels so fucking good, and I can’t help the moan that slips past my lips as he tightens his grip. My hands come tohis hips, holding them in a bruising grip as I thrust into his fist.
“This what you wanted?” I grit out. “Is this what you’ve been thinkin’ about doin’ all day?”
“Fuck yeah, it is.” Hollis smirks as he glances down at us. “And you feel just as good against my dick as I thought you would.”
My teeth are bared as pleasure erupts through my body. “Yeah, well, enjoy it now, because this ain’t happenin’ again.”
Hollis leans down, resting his free hand on the mattress next to my head. Flicking his tongue into my mouth, he breathes out a dark chuckle. “Sure, it isn’t,” he rasps, arrogance seeping through his words. “That’s what you said about last night, yet here we are.”
Nostrils flaring, I flip us so I’m on top. Hollis groans as I slap his hand out of the way and wrap mine around us instead. My hips snap against his as I feel myself lose control. I’ve never met anybody so full of themselves as Hollis is, and it’s infuriating.
And hot.
“Look at you,” he drawls, his darkened gaze locked on mine. “Look how needy you are for me. How hard you were before I even touched you. You were probably hopin’ I would come in here tonight, weren’t you?”
“You don’t know what you’re fuckin’ talkin’ about.”
The blood pumping through my veins is molten lava, every inch of my skin on fire. I’m so turned on, so on edge, I can hardly take it.
“I see right through your bullshit, Cap,” he tosses back, a groan rumbling from his throat as he brings his hand back to mine until we’re moving as one. “And I’d almost believe you if it weren’t for the fact that you knew who I was this whole time.You knew, and you flirted with me anyway. You knew, and you let me get you off. You knew while I was in the dark, andgoddamn,that shouldn’t turn me on so much, but it does.”
“I knew it wouldn’t go anywhere,” I bite out, but the excuse is weak to my own ears. “It was just talk.”
“Was it?” The roughness of his voice lets me know he’s close, just like I am. “Or were you just able to hide behind your anonymity while acting on your desires?”
Pleasure swims through my veins, making my head dizzy and my body hot all over. We’re both thrusting into our fists, grunts and groans filling the air. I hope like hell nobody’s awake because this tent is far from soundproof, and there’s no hiding what’s happening.
“Come on, Cap,” he purrs as he slides his hand up my abdomen. He teases my nipple with his fingers, and the sensation ripples down to my toes. “It wasn’t just talk, and you know it. Just like how you know this won’t be the last time you have me naked beneath you.”
“It will,” I growl, my nuts tightening into my body as pressure builds at the base of my spine. I groan as he twists and tugs on the hardened bud. “Fuck, I’m close…”
“Me too,” he moans. “Give it to me, baby. Let me see you come for me again.”
