by Kate Roman
He knelt, straddling one of Matthew's thighs, his lover's overheated skin between his legs a contrast to the cool leather beneath them. Jake pushed his slick finger inside, working Matthew firmly, his other hand flat against Matthew's sweat-slicked stomach. "Please," Matthew whined, writhing against Jake's finger. "Come on. Need you. Now."
Jake leaned forward and kissed Matthew's eager mouth. "What do you need?" he whispered. Matthew moaned in response. "You gonna tell me?" Jake continued. He removed his finger and stood with a creak of worn springs. He lined his cock up with Matthew's entrance, the tip nudging gently against the tender opening.
Matthew pushed back against him. "Don't tease. Need you to fuck me now. Hard."
Jake held Matthew's hips firmly. "Anything for you, baby," he murmured. Jake pushed in slowly, savoring the long, smooth slide. Matthew cried out softly, hands clutching the back of the couch. Jake rested, flush against Matthew's hips, and looked down at the connection between them, where he was joined to his sweet blond. He moaned. The sight of his cock buried to the hilt in Matthew's ass always drove him wild.
Feeling Matthew's body adjust around him, Jake took a few short, tentative strokes. Matthew whined his approval and Jake sped up the pace, fucking Matthew harder, staying deep, panting with effort. "So good, baby," he managed. "So good."
Matthew's whimpers turned to soft cries and Jake could tell every stroke was hitting him just right. He slowed his pace, feeling his cock drag over that sweet spot with every movement.
He took a hand from Matthew's hip and reached beneath him, stroking his cock in time with each thrust. Matthew's cries grew in volume and Jake nipped his shoulder in warning, thrilled that he could do this to Matthew, drive him to the edge every time. The two of them were so good together, so right. Jake let his head fall back, feeling his cock swell in Matthew's passage, tightening the connection. He slowed his strokes further, trying to cling to some measure of control.
"Harder, Jake, harder. Please!" Matthew sobbed, pushing back against Jake, bucking between Jake's hand and hips. Jake obeyed the command, moving his hand back to Matthew's hips, driving into him with quick, short strokes. Matthew moved his own hand to his cock, and then stiffened with a breathy moan. His passage clenched around Jake and Jake was gone, launched over the edge with a sharp cry, pushing deep as the two of them rocked together, both of them alight with the pleasure they found in each other's bodies.
Still held tight inside Matthew, Jake slid a hand down one of Matthew's thighs, rubbing softly. He nipped Matthew's neck and then nuzzled the bitten place as Matthew chuckled contentedly.
The pounding on the office door made them both jump. "Oh, come on, you two!" Kelly bellowed from the other side. "Can't you at least keep it out of the office?"
"No idea what you're talking about," Jake called back. He slid free and pulled Matthew to a standing position. The two of them hurriedly redressed and set the couch and each other back to rights, before Jake unlocked the door and held it wide for the Lazy R's young owner.
Kelly sidled in with exaggerated care, holding a sheaf of papers in front of his face. "Can the two of you at least try to keep the grabass at home? I have no idea how we'd explain it to the tour groups. Let alone the potential for lawsuits from the school district."
Jake and Matthew grinned at each other and Kelly handed Matthew the papers. "Here. Auction registries. Seeing how you show no signs of leaving, I'd be mighty glad if we could go over them and you could start picking up on what we've gotta do to keep these folks off our backs."
Matthew beamed, looking at Jake.
Kelly sighed. "Try to remember it's a working ranch, Jake. Seriously. I swear I pay you for more than just keeping him happy. Now git."
"Money well spent, you have to admit."
"Out!"
Jake strode happily down the hall and out into the sunshine, the taste of Matthew's sweet mouth still on his lips.
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After dinner, the two of them rode out along the creek that ran through a large section of the Lazy R's back pasture, taking advantage of the lingering daylight and warm summer evening. With Jake by his side, Matthew was quickly remembering the riding skills of his youth, and Chicory, an old blue roan, was a patient and easy-tempered mount.
Now though, the gelding and the stallion were contentedly grazing in the evening sun, as nearby, Jake and Matthew lay on an old blanket. Jake was on his back, feet planted firmly on the rough wool as Matthew sat astride him, rocking his hips with soft, pleased cries.
Jake let his hands play over Matthew's bare skin -- the toned stomach, the sharp ridges of his hip bones, until Jake was cupping Matthew's taut, round buttocks, holding him close as he thrust into him from below. Jake threw his head back, groaning long and loud as Matthew moved, bracing himself on Jake's shoulders.
Matthew's fingers tightened on Jake's skin. "Jake...."
Jake managed to open his eyes and moved his hands to Matthew's back so he could sit up, preserving their connection. He kissed Matthew as the two of them moved together, gentler now but no less sure, and Matthew whispered against his mouth happily. "Love you. God, I love you."
Matthew leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Jake, his head against Jake's neck. Jake hung on, holding his beautiful man tight, smelling the wet heat of sex between them, Matthew's sweat and musk mingling with his own, the breeze playing across their overheated skin.
Matthew's cries became higher, and Jake felt Matthew tremble against him, teetering at the precipice. Jake held him, bending his head to whisper, "Love you too, baby. So much."
Matthew stiffened with a ragged cry, fingers kneading Jake's flesh, and his seed hit hot and wet against Jake's belly, his ass milking Jake's cock. Jake came with a low growl, clutching Matthew hard against him, needing Matthew to feel how good it was for him, this connection they had. Jake felt his lover's smile against his cheek, and the aftershocks intensified, just for a moment.
Jake dropped back on the blanket, letting Matthew push him down, letting him guide their bodies to his satisfaction. A sudden breeze sprang up, carrying a reminder of the coming night, and Jake wondered if he should move yet. His fingers played lazily over the pool of sweat at the base of Matthew's spine and he waited.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jake saw the looming bulk of the jagged mountains standing firm under the wide sky. He turned his head at a flicker of movement, and saw their two horses grazing a respectable distance away, heads down in the thick sage and wheatgrass, the sun's dying rays casting them in a magical light. Jake had always loved this place, the vast, rolling badlands soothing his heart. And yet, he reflected, he'd never known true peace until now.
"D'you think this is what they mean in the movies when they say happily ever after?" he asked softly.
Matthew raised his head, his gentle blue eyes smiling down into Jake's, and Jake's heart swelled. Without waiting for a response, he pulled Matthew down for another kiss.¶