Lachlan found himself teasing Elias and liked the effects it had on him. He would lick his lips, lower his head, and watch the man through his eyelashes, smiling when he saw the flush on Elias’s skin. He occasionally reached out and touched Elias’s hand before moving back so Elias couldn’t reciprocate the move.
It was fun and exciting, and the more he teased, the more Elias moved on his seat. It was obvious Elias was turned on, and at one point, he adjusted himself, making sure Lachlan knew. Lachlan licked his lips again, and they smiled at each other.
“I might take you up on that offer. How far off from being finished is it?”
“I just need to work out a kink in the program, and then it’ll ready for you to test.”
“Let me know when, and I’ll be there.”
“We could make a night of it.”
Glancing at his watch, Lachlan realized he had to go. Not that he wanted to. Now that he’d put aside his animosity, he actually liked Elias. Finishing his drink, he said, “I have to go.”
Elias glanced at the time and nodded. “Early start?”
“Always.”
Elias smiled, and Lachlan’s stomach flipped, his mind immediately thinking about all the things he could have Elias do with his mouth. “Let’s go, then.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
LACHLAN WAVED AT Elias as he walked toward his truck, smiling at the way he’d left things between them. He stopped as he was about to get in when he heard Elias shout his name from behind him. “Wait.”
He turned and looked back at Elias. “What’s up?”
Lachlan watched Elias, saw his eyes move over his body, and when he licked his lips, Lachlan copied the action. His stomach flipped, and his dick hardened as Elias moved closer. Lachlan caught a hint of Elias’s cologne, something woodsy that made his dick twitch in his jeans.
“Lachlan…” Elias murmured.
“What?” he asked, just as quietly. The heat that had been building between them as the night progressed was simmering below the surface, and Lachlan could feel the heat of it as it raced through his body. He wanted Elias. The teasing had been such sweet torture for both of them.
“Just…”
Licking his lips, Lachlan asked, “Just what?”
Elias stepped even closer, and his eyes flickered to Lachlan’s lips. “Just this.”
Lachlan closed his eyes as Elias’s head dipped, and sighed when their lips touched. Elias pulled back, and Lachlan furrowed his brow. He wanted the kiss to last longer, feel more pressure, more than the brief touch Elias had given him.
The look on his face must have clued Elias in because he gripped Lachlan’s hips, pulling him close, and slanted his lips over Lachlan’s, taking control. Lachlan moaned into the kiss and heard Elias’s response. He tilted his head to the side and licked across Elias’s lips and then sucked the bottom one into his mouth. He felt Elias’s body shiver in response, and he slid his hands up Elias’s arms to tangle his fingers in the hair at the base of his neck.
Elias’s lips parted, and their tongues touched. Lachlan moaned again, deeper, louder. Elias slid his hands around to grab Lachlan’s ass, and they both groaned when their dicks rubbed together. Lachlan stepped closer, wanting more contact, his dick hard and aching.
Lights swung across them in the parking lot, and Lachlan broke the kiss, stepping back, panting harshly. They watched each other, neither of them saying a word until Elias reached out and pulled Lachlan back, kissing him again.
Lachlan sank into the kiss, letting Elias take control, loving the way Elias’s hands gripped his ass. When he was with a man, he wanted to feel a man and not have to be careful. It was why he tended to avoid people smaller than him. Lachlan sometimes liked to be rough.
Elias was perfect. Tall and broad and strong. Large hands that could grab and hold on to Lachlan when he was in charge. A body that made Lachlan tremble with pleasure. Elias had what Lachlan wanted.
Lachlan’s back hit the truck behind him, and he spread his legs when he felt Elias push a thigh between them. He arched up, rubbing against him and groaned at the sensations as his dick throbbed in his jeans.
“Lach,” Elias murmured as he kissed along his jaw.
Lachlan fisted Elias’s short hair in his hands and tilted his head, giving Elias access to his neck. He moaned again when Elias’s tongue licked up to his ear, where he bit it, causing Lach to shudder. God, that was a hot spot for him, and it seemed Elias had figured that out by the way he licked and sucked on it.
“Eli,” Lach breathed out.
Elias’s lips returned to his, and Lachlan moaned again. He didn’t want it to end, didn’t want the feelings to stop. He moaned again and let Elias take over. He didn’t know how long they stood in the parking lot, kissing. When Lachlan eventually broke the kiss, he rested his forehead on Elias, their pants filling the air around them, and closed his eyes as he tried to control the need rushing through him.
“I need to go,” Lach whispered. Going was the last thing he wanted to do. Now that he’d finally moved on from the past, he wanted to explore the attraction between them. He wanted to have Elias in his bed, naked and spread out for Lachlan to do whatever he wanted.
“I know.”
Elias stepped back, and Lachlan reluctantly got into his truck. His stomach clenched as he started the engine, his hands gripping the steering wheel. He didn’t want to go, but he had no choice. Waving, he drove away, his eyes flickering to Elias, who stood where he’d left him in the parking lot.
The night hadn’t gone as he had expected, but he wasn’t disappointed. Not at all, but he didn’t know where this left them, but he knew one thing for sure. He wanted more of Elias.
By the time he got home, Lachlan was hard as a rock. He raced upstairs and shut his bedroom door behind him and then went straight to his bathroom.
Standing, facing the mirror over the bathroom sink, Lachlan rubbed his fingers over his lips again and again. He could still feel Elias, could still taste him on his tongue, and his dick hardened. Rubbing it through his jeans, he muttered, “Fuck.”
Stripping quickly, he got in the shower, hissing when the cold water hit his hot skin. He placed his hands on the tiled wall in front of him and leaned forward, dropping his head so the water could hit his neck and shoulders. When the water began to heat up, Lachlan sighed in relief. He lifted his head and closed his eyes, letting the water rain over his face.
His dick throbbed, and taking a hand off the wall, he slowly ran it over his chest, his thumb flicking a nipple, getting it nice and hard. He moaned quietly, and he bit his lip as his hand slid down his wet skin over his abs and heading toward his hard flesh. He held his dick by the base and squeezed it gently, moaning again.
He slid his hand up his shaft, and his thumb smeared the precome around the head. Lachlan moaned loudly as his body shuddered. He stroked his dick a couple of times, twisting his hand at the head, shivering at how good it felt. Letting go, his hand slid down and cupped his balls, rolling them between his fingers and pulling on the wrinkled skin. He bit his lip, panting as pleasure rolled through him.
He slid his hand back up his shaft and stroked again, feeling how hard it was, and his mind turned to Elias, his thoughts of the man on his knees in front of him, staring at him and waiting for Lachlan to slide his dick into his open mouth.
“Shit,” he whispered.
He leaned forward and, in his mind, rubbed the wet head over Elias’s lips, teasing him with the taste of his precome. “Lick it,” Lachlan whispered, the words drowned out by the falling water from the shower.
His body shuddered as he pushed the head of his dick into Elias’s warm, wet mouth. His tongue swiped over the hard head, licking up Lachlan’s precome. Lachlan stroked, pumping his dick hard and fast as, in his mind, Elias sucked on his hard flesh. He gripped Elias’s head and thrust his dick in and out of his mouth, loving the control he had over the man knelt at his feet.
He could hear Elias moan, and that made him move faster.
“Eli,” he whispered harshly. His hand moved faster, and he could feel his balls pull up, tightening as the orgasm approached.
His body shook, and he pumped harder, tightening his grip on his dick. He tensed, eyes squeezing shut, arching up on his toes when he felt the first pulse of come erupt from his dick. He moaned loudly, his body jerking. He continued to stroke his hard flesh as more come shot from his dick.
When Lachlan finished coming, he stumbled forward and leaned against the shower wall, his face resting on the cool tiles and blinked his eyes open, staring at the shower floor. “Damn,” he mumbled.
Who knew fantasizing of Elias on his knees while he fucked his mouth would have him coming that quickly? Lachlan ran a hand over his face and chuckled softly. “Wonder how he’d feel knowing about that.”
Pushing away from the wall, he quickly washed his hair and body, then stepped out of the shower. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he stared at his reflection in the mirror and shrugged. He knew he looked good. He’d been told plenty of times before, but he never took his looks for granted. What was on the inside counted, and how he treated people mattered to him.
He walked into his bedroom and saw a light flashing on his cell. Picking it up, he quickly unlocked it and saw a message from Elias.
Can we meet again?
Lachlan licked his lips, his mind going back to his fantasy. Quickly, he typed a message. When are you free?
He didn’t have to wait long before he got a reply. My brother and his family are coming here tomorrow. After they’ve left. Is that okay?
That’s fine. Just let me know when you’re free, and we can meet up.
They’re here for about a week or so…
Lachlan grinned and thought, fuck it. He wanted more, and he would let Elias know. I might have blue balls by then!
Me too.
Reading the message, Lachlan’s grin widened. Glad I’m not the only one, then.
After what happened earlier? Can’t wait to see you again.
Enjoy your week, and think of me.
Lachlan put his cell on the bedside table and grinned. “Should have forgiven him earlier.”
Throwing his damp towel toward the bathroom, Lachlan climbed into bed and closed his eyes. Oh, he knew who he wanted to dream about tonight.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
THE SOFT TOUCH had Lachlan shivering as a finger stroked over his skin. He arched up into that touch, needing to feel more and heard a chuckle above him. “Wait,” the voice whispered.
Lachlan growled, wanting more than those soft teasing touches, but he knew he had to wait. Fingers rubbed over his nipples, and he bit his lip, moaning again. When a tongue flicked over one, he jerked and gasped at the unexpected touch. That same tongue licked across his chest and flicked his other nipple. Lachlan raised his hands, his fingers burying in short hair, holding the person to his chest.
His nipple sucked into warm, wet heat, and he groaned, his dick twitching. The mouth didn’t stay there for long but slowly kissed down his chest, moving toward the place he really wanted to feel it. When that mouth kissed his head and moved past his dick, he groaned in frustration and then suddenly whimpered when one of his balls was taken into that same warm, wet heat. He spread his legs wide to fit the broad shoulders of the person making his body sing, his legs trembling as his ball was fully encased in warm heaven.
Large hands gripped his thighs, pushing his legs further apart, and Lachlan groaned deeply. There was nothing like being intimate with a man who treated you like a man and wasn’t afraid to use his strength.
His other ball was sucked into the mouth, and he heard the man moan, his delight at what he was doing obvious. Lachlan’s nut was released, and the man licked up from the base of his dick to the tip, his tongue twirling around the head before sucking the head into his mouth.
Lachlan’s body shuddered, his hands now gripping the covers, his legs trembling. The gentle sucking continued, the tongue dipping into the slit and licking up the precome that oozed from it. A hand gripped the base of his dick, lifted it up, and Lachlan cried out as his dick was sucked in. Completely.
He felt the man’s throat move as he swallowed around Lachlan’s dick, then moved up to focus on the head, the hand stroking Lachlan’s shaft. Lachlan arched and fidgeted on the bed, unable to stay still as the man worked his dick and made Lachlan tremble in ecstasy.
His balls drew up, his legs trembled, and his abs tightened. He could feel a tingling start in his groin, working its way up…
“Lachlan! Get up!”
“Fuck! Shit! No!” He blinked his eyes open, rolled his head on his pillow, and glared at this bedroom door in frustration. He was so close, dammit. He wanted to come. Like now!
“Ma’s got breakfast on the table, and we need to get out in the field. Get your hairy ass out of bed.” He heard Flynn laughing as he walked away, and Lachlan growled, throwing the covers back and swinging his legs out of bed. He stomped into the bathroom and turned the shower on, stepping under the cold spray and growling again.
He stared down at his hard dick and knew it would only take a few strokes to get him off. He was primed to go and desperately needed to come. That dream had left him wanting!
Biting his lips, he gripped his dick and, closing his eyes, tightened his grip and pumped. Groaning loudly, he pumped hard and fast, and within seconds, his come shot over the tiled wall. Lachlan groaned loudly, his legs struggling to keep him up.
He continued stroking until he became too sensitive, then let go, slamming his hands on the wall in front of him, panting as his body cooled. The water washed the sweat away, and his heartbeat slowly returned to normal.
When he felt ready, he pushed away from the wall and quickly washed before switching the shower off and stepping out. Grabbing a towel, he roughly dried his skin. A quick shave, a brush of his teeth, and he walked naked from the bathroom, grabbing his cell phone as he reached for his work clothes. As he dressed, he grinned when he noticed the message from Elias.
I’m going to kill them!
Lachlan chuckled, knowing exactly who they were. His brother Tim and his family had been there for five days now, and at first, Elias had been happy to have them there, but now, after five days, Elias’s patience was wearing thin.
Lachlan knew all about nephews and how challenging they could be, so he did feel a little bit of sympathy for Elias. He’d had to laugh at some of the things Elias had told him his nephews had done. Like the time he went to bed one night, only to discover that his nephews had put worms in there. Actual living worms. It still made Lachlan laugh thinking about it.
Only two more days to go, and then you’re free of them.
Two more days! I’ll be dead before then.
Laughing, Lachlan replied, Nah, you’ll be ecstatic for the first couple of days, and then you might actually miss them.
Miss them! Never!
It was funny how messaging Elias had helped to ease the final threads of resentment he held for the man. Elias made him laugh, but he was also interested in what Lachlan was doing and how the farm was going. He talked about the games he was working on and where he wanted the business to go. He’d also talked about his time in the Navy, and Lachlan opened up about his past relationships. He found it easy to talk to Elias this way rather than face-to-face, and when he finally saw him, once the rugrats were gone, there would be no tension between them. Well, other than the obvious one.
He couldn’t wait to get Elias alone, strip him naked, and do things to that fantastic body of his. The messaging had, of course, led to some flirting, and Lachlan could admit that every night he’d gone to bed with a hard-on he’d had to deal with. Not that that was any hardship. All he had to do was think about Elias on his knees, and he was ready to go.
You will. Not straightaway, but give it a couple of days, and you’ll actually miss them.
Don’t get those two confused with Keegan. Keegan is a lovely little boy. These two…
Lachlan laughed as he wa
lked into the dining room, and Imogen asked him, “Morning. What are you laughing at?”
“Nothing,” Lachlan replied as he pushed his cell into his back pocket.
Seamus grunted. “I’m heading over to Roland today to look at some of those Anguses he got over there. Now that we have a bit of spare money, I think we should look at expanding the herd.”
“I agree,” Flynn said. “Got enough to buy a bull from them. We should consider selling the one we’ve got.”
“Oh, Betsy is getting on a bit, so I was thinking of looking at another horse and letting her out to pasture,” Kian added as he shoved some bacon into his mouth. Swallowing, he said, “She served us well over the last few years. I think it would be nice to let her have her final years taking it easy.”
“That she has, Kian. Get it set up this week.”
Lachlan ate his food quickly, eager to get to work and back to messaging Elias. Who knew his high school bully would be the man he’d end up wanting to fuck? Grinning, Lachlan tuned out the noise from the table and planned his night with Elias. Once Elias’s family was gone, Lachlan would make the man his.
Elias stared at the ‘drawing’ that decorated his bedroom wall. The twins had taken their paint and decided that his bedroom needed brightening, and they had done a spectacular job too.
“Tim!” Elias shouted.
He heard the thuds as Tim jogged up the stairs, then the, “Oh, shit” when he saw Elias’s bedroom.
“Yes. Oh, shit.” He spun on the spot and glared at his brother. “Why? Why would they do this?”
“Because they’re little shits?” Tim threw his arms wide. “I can’t fucking believe it.”
“I swear to god!”
“Mac! Chad!”
They heard muffled laughter, and Elias crossed his arms over his chest. “You like being a dad, yeah?”
Tim held his hand out, backing off from Elias. “Now, come on, Eli. It isn’t that bad.”
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