Forbidden: King (The Four 4)

I cried out in ecstasy as he began pounding my ass. On each stroke, he slammed into my prostate, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I forgot all about jerking off, even though my hard-on was throbbing. Instead, I braced myself against the boulder, grabbing handfuls of Eden’s soft jacket as I drove myself back onto his cock.

I loved the fact that we were right out in the open, totally exposed. It added an extra thrill to what was already the hottest experience of my life. But what made it absolute perfection was the fact that it was Eden inside me—my friend, my fantasy lover, the man I never, ever thought I could have.

When he pulled out of me, I yelped and tried to reach for him. But then he spun me around and pushed me against the boulder, and I wrapped my legs around him as his cock sank into my ass.

He went back to fucking me with deep, hard thrusts, and I splayed out my hands behind me to brace myself. He grasped my hips for leverage and drove himself in harder, and I threw my head back and moaned.

“Look at me, Seth.”

His voice sent a tremor of pleasure down my spine. It was full of authority, and it let me know he was in control. I absolutely loved the way he was finding his confidence with me.

I did as he asked without hesitation. The moment our eyes met, electricity shot through me. It was almost shockingly intimate. I was stripped bare in every sense of the word. Right then, I was more vulnerable than I’d ever been, but I also felt so safe. This was Eden, the man I loved and trusted with my life. He’d never hurt me. I was sure of that.

He shifted us a bit. Then he pulled down the front of my briefs, grasped my cock, and started jerking me off while thrusting deep into me. It pushed me right over the edge, faster than I wanted it to, and I cried out as I came.

My ass reflexively clamped down on his cock, and that set him off, too. Eden’s yell was wild and primal as he pumped me full of his cum, his hips slamming into me with each thrust.

It was so intense that a whimper slipped from me, my cock twitching in his grasp as that huge orgasm totally wrecked me. Afterwards, I could barely function. I was vaguely aware of Eden wiping the cum off my stomach, then drawing me onto his lap. All I could do was curl into a ball and wait for my breathing and heartbeat to level out.

When I finally came back to myself, I realized Eden was sitting on the ground, leaning against the boulder. He’d wrapped me up in my jacket and his, and he was holding me securely. My voice sounded hoarse when I whispered, “Thank you for taking care of me.”

“Always.” He held a bottle of water to my lips and said, “Here, baby, take a sip.”

I took the bottle from him and drank all that was left in it. When it was empty, he set it aside, and then he tilted my chin up and kissed me tenderly.

As I snuggled against him, he said, “I just thought of something. You’re not still moving back to St. Louis, are you?”

“Fuck no. It was a terrible idea to begin with, and I want to be wherever you are.”

“Okay, good.”

“I’m sorry to make you drive all the way to Utah and kill your truck for no reason.”

“I really believe all of that was meant to happen,” he said. “We needed this time alone to finally take the leap. Otherwise, I don’t know how long it would have taken me to tell you how I felt.”

“Hopefully, you would have done better than me. I was on a fifteen-year streak.”

“What do you mean?”

I grinned self-consciously. “My crush on you started the day we met, and it lasted up to and including today.”

He grinned, too. “Really?”

“Wasn’t it obvious?”

“I didn’t know it was a crush. You always wanted to be around your brother and me, but I just thought it was because we were older, and that made us seem interesting.”

“There was definitely some hero worship going on,” I said. “I always looked up to both you and Casey. But there was also another layer there.”

“I’m flattered.”

I kissed his cheek, and then I climbed off his lap and started to get dressed. He got up too and began gathering the stuff we’d strewn around. When he produced a large zip-top bag and stuck the used tissues in it, I had to chuckle. He’d really thought out this little excursion, right down to the trash disposal.

Once we’d both put ourselves back together, he slung the backpack over his shoulder. Then we zipped up our jackets and headed for the trail.