Page 53 of Hollis


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A moment later, the door clicks shut, and I breathe out a sigh of relief. With my heart still racing, I wait a minute to climb out of the tub, just to be sure, and another minute after that to leave the bathroom. Heading into the kitchen, Finn, Ash, and Larry are in there, snacking on a bowl of chips around the counter, all three sets of eyes coming to me as I approach.

“Where the hell you been at?” Larry asks.

“Face is all flushed,” Finn adds, humor dancing in his gaze. “You good?”

Swallowing wrong, a cough barks out of me as I try to get it under control. My face flushes, probably turning a darker shade of red than it already is. He’s fucking with me, I know it.

“Just went for a walk outside to get some fresh air,” I say.

Finn hums with his gaze locked on mine, and the corner of his mouth twitches. “Right… A walk. Makes sense.”

Heavy footsteps sound down the hallway a moment later, pulling the attention from me as Remi and Hollis appear.

“Miss us?” Hollis teases as he saunters over to where we’re standing. His gaze finds mine, a glint in his eyes from the secret we share.

“Yeah, we were wonderin’ where everybody went to,” Finn drawls before Ash shoves him on the arm.

“I’ve got an early mornin’, so I’m gonna head home,” Remi says, before turning his attention to Larry. “If you want, I can give you a ride home.”

“Don’t worry ’bout it,” I cut in. “I’m takin’ him home.”

“Oh, I don’t mind, Cap. No sense in you leavin’ the ranch, only to turn around and come right back.”

“Let me grab my coat,” Larry announces. “Remi’s right, Ford. Thank you for bringin’ me.” Turning toward Hollis, he says, “And thank you for havin’ me. I still don’t understand that damn game, but I had fun.”

“You’re more than welcome anytime,” Hollis drawls, rounding the corner and patting him on the back. “Better see ya next time.”

Once they’re gone, Finn and Ash announce they’re leaving too, and then it’s just me and Hollis. As he locks the front door, he spins around, gaze finding mine as he saunters toward me. “Stay over.”

My heart stutters. “What? No. The cabin is a two-minute drive. Think I can manage.”

“I don’t give a fuck about what you can manage,” he growls, coming to a stop in front of me. Wrapping a hand around the back of my neck, he brings his body flush withmine. “We’re finishin’ what we started in the bathroom, so you’re spendin’ the night.”

“Oh, you think so?” I arch a brow and bite down on my molars to keep from smiling. I like the idea of sleeping over more than I should, but I don’t want him to know that.

“I know so.” My body is still buzzing from the blow job that got interrupted, and it doesn’t take much to have my dick thickening all over again. Especially when he adds, “Go to my room, and lose the clothes.”

Doing what he says, I step into the dark room, reaching behind me as I tug the shirt over my head. Turning around, I watch Hollis do the same. The room is silent, neither of us saying a word as we shed each layer of clothing until we’re standing in front of each other completely bare. There’s an invisible pull between us. It’s magnetic. I need him, need to feel his body beneath mine, and I didn’t even realize how badly I did until right this moment. What happened in the bathroom was a tease, a mere taste of what I’m really craving from him.

Hollis moves first, taking a step in my direction, then another, his hooded gaze trailing down my body before coming back to my face. He fists his length, brushing the tip against mine, and it’s unbelievable how good that one small touch feels.

“I changed my mind,” he murmurs as he takes me in his other hand. “I’d rather you sink that fat cock in my ass instead.”

Groaning, I say, “Good, because that’s exactly what I planned to do.”

A smile spreads across his face as he bites down on his bottom lip. “You gonna fuck me real good, daddy?”

Hollis doesn’t give me a chance to respond before he’s on me. From the moment my tongue parts his lips, we can’t seemto get close enough. Somehow, we make it over to the bed, and as we fall onto the mattress, I climb over his body while I pepper his jawline with kisses, working my way down to his neck. With his hands on my hips, Hollis thrusts, gliding our cocks together in a way that has me seeing stars behind my eyelids.

I’m stuck between wanting to draw this out for as long as possible and feeling like I can’t wait a single second longer before I’m inside him. The latter wins as I sit back on my heels and ask, “You got lube and condoms?”

Pulling himself up on his elbow, Hollis slowly strokes his dick as he nods toward the nightstand. “Course, I do. They’re in there.”

Suddenly, the idea of Hollis being in here with other people, using those items with them, pops into my head. Pushing those unwanted thoughts out of my mind, I lean over and open the drawer, grabbing the bottle and an unopened box of condoms.

Unopened is a good sign, I suppose.

Unless he used so many already, he needed to get more.