Firefly Lane (Briar County 1)

A split second later they were on each other, mouths smashed together, arms wrapped around each other, bare, furry chest against bare, furry chest—Holden’s more than Roe’s.

Like before, Roe smelled like some kind of woodsy soap, but Holden couldn’t help hoping there would be a familiar tinge of sweat to his skin.

They stumbled and kissed their way toward the hallway. The master bedroom was downstairs. As soon as they got there, Holden dropped to his knees, leaned in, and nuzzled Roe’s groin through the sweatpants.

“Fuck, darlin’.” Roe’s husky voice made Holden shiver, just before a strong hand tightened in his hair. Roe pushed at him, pressing Holden’s face into him, then pulling back and saying, “Take them off.”

It was an order Holden gladly obeyed. He tugged them down Roe’s legs, his thick, hard cock bursting free. “Commando?”

Roe stepped free of the fabric when it reached his feet. “Was letting the boys breathe,” he said, making Holden chuckle. He hadn’t thought he would feel like laughing tonight, but Roe… Just being around Roe made things better, easier.

Jesus, what had gotten into him?

He let Roe push his head between his legs again, and he nuzzled him, taking in the scent of him, feeling the rough, wiry hair of his groin against his skin. If he could, Holden thought he’d melt inside Roe then.

He licked at the heavy balls in his face, let his tongue trace over Roe’s thick shaft, making a trail from root to tip before sucking the head.

“Christ,” Roe panted above him. “Don’t tease me. If you’re gonna suck it, then suck.”

Holden smiled against Roe’s erection, then did just that, taking him deep, feeling him pound the back of his throat as he worked Roe with his mouth and hand.

It didn’t last long before Roe was pulling him to his feet and pushing him toward the bed. When Holden fell on it, Roe tugged Holden’s sweats down and tossed them to the floor.

Roe leaned over him, took Holden’s cock into his mouth and sucked, before pulling off with a pop. He held himself up over Holden, hands flat on the mattress. “What do you want? I can go both ways.”

“Yeah, I can too.” But tonight…tonight… “I want your cock.” He needed to feel this man, to be connected to him that way, to have Roe inside him.

Roe sat on his knees, smiled, and rubbed his hand down the hair of Holden’s chest. “You’re so hot like this.”

“Maybe you should show me how hot you think I am.”

Roe went down on top of him, their mouths clashing together. They kissed rough, hands grasping, Holden knocking the cap off Roe as they maneuvered themselves on the bed. They ended with Holden’s head on the pillows, Roe’s heavy, thick weight on top of him, rutting against him with abandon.

When Roe pulled back, Holden reached for him, needing more, and Roe said, “I’m not going anywhere. Just need to see that ass, wanna play with the hole you’re givin’ me.”

Holden gladly turned over, and Roe settled between his splayed legs. He leaned in, kissed Holden’s left ass cheek, brushed this thumb along his crease. He kneaded Holden’s butt, one hand on each cheek, before pulling him open. Warm breath ghosted along him, but Roe didn’t move.

“You going to do anything with it, or what?” Holden asked.

“Just admiring. It’s a pretty fucking hole.” His finger teased Holden’s rim, making him grind his cock into the mattress.

“Feels good.”

“Can’t wait to taste it.”

“Why don’t you do it, then?” Holden could hear the fragile need in his own question. He’d never felt that way before, like he would die if he didn’t get something up his ass.

“Bossy,” Roe joked, then lashed his tongue against Holden, flicking it back and forth over his hole.

“Fuck…” He pressed into the mattress again, getting much needed friction on his cock before pushing his ass back toward Roe’s face.

Roe let go then, just dived right in, face pressed tight into Holden’s crease while he licked and ate at him. Holden’s world spun, everything else falling from his thoughts until there was nothing left except him and Roe. This moment.

Roe practically growled as he pleasured Holden, working him open, pressing to try and get his tongue inside. He used a finger, pushing in, still swiping at him with his tongue.

Holden felt like his damn bones melted. He was cursing and grinding and dying for more. He wanted Roe’s cock stretching him out, filling him, wanted Roe to take him.

“Fuck me.”

“I am.” Roe pushed two fingers inside his spit-slicked hole.

“Give me your dick.”

Roe chuckled, kissed his ass cheek again, but kept finger-fucking him. “I’m having so much fun.”

A deep groan reverberated through Holden’s chest, and he flipped, making Roe pull out. He grabbed at him, and then they were wrestling, hard bodies now glossy with a sheen of sweat, slapping against each other, trying to get the best of one another.