SWAT Ed: Fox & Bull (Nothing Special 8)
“This is about to be over.” Fox gasped, turning and burying his head in the pillow. He knew he was done, knew he couldn’t take another jolt of stimulation.
“I need to be inside you,” Bull confessed, letting Fox’s dick pop out of his mouth and slap against his stomach.
He was fully on board with that plan. “Tell me you have your stash in here.”
Bull crawled up his body, his farm-bred muscles rippling with each move. Fox had been so blinded by pleasure that he hadn’t taken the time to feast his own eyes on Bull’s nakedness. The man had been hiding utopia under his heavy black coat, dark jeans, and that big hat. Bull unclothed was an embarrassment of riches. Solid, round pecs and deep abs that looked like boulders with valleys that ran between them, all deliciously covered in dense brown hair. His arms were veiny, and built to hold a man against the wall and pound him.
Bull kissed and bit along his jaw, and Fox turned into him, kissing the bicep he’d just been admiring as he tilted his head up and nuzzled under Bull’s beard like a fucking horse. It was a clingy, real wuss-ass thing to do, yet he couldn’t stop.
Bull moaned long and throaty in Fox’s ear, grinding their pelvises together. The thrill of finally having Fox naked and splayed under him was a wish he’d never thought would be granted. Which was why he was a little unprepared. “Shit.”
Fox let go of his throat, panting against his overheated skin when he asked, “What… what’s wrong?”
“Fuck. I have lube.” Bull was embarrassed. “Plenty of lube… but umm….”
“No condoms.” Fox dropped his head to the mattress for a second before lifting it slowly, their eyes meeting at the same time, perhaps with the same thought. “Do we need them?”
Bull inhaled a sharp gust of air, then let his breath out slow. “What are you saying?”
“You know exactly what I’m saying, Dom,” Fox answered, his tone serious.
Bull hissed as his cock leaked against Fox’s balls at the mere thought of sinking into him bare. Making him his and his alone. He gazed down into those sexy, silver eyes and knew this was it for him. “I’ve been tested since I got here, but I haven’t been with anyone since Os. Since I left Texas.” Fox’s eyes widened, and Bull hurried to add, “I’ve been busy with work, so…”
“So…” Fox prompted, rubbing his skilled hands over Bull’s back. “I’m tested regularly because we get a lot of physicals for work. Last one was about a month and a half ago. Though, I haven’t been with anyone a lot longer than that.” Fox canted his hips, nestling Bull’s head between his firm ass cheeks. His raspy tone bristled with warmth. “I’m faithful to you even in my dreams, Bull.”
He couldn’t pry his gaze away from Fox’s truthful eyes if he tried.
“I’ve never gone bare before.” Fox trembled beneath him. He touched Bull’s cheek, then nodded, giving him the okay, giving him the promise of exclusivity. At least for the time they were together. And if Fox thought Bull was ever fucking letting him go, he had another thing coming.
Bull didn’t want to break their eye contact, but he had to reach into the single drawer of the end table for the bottle of lube. He slicked them up good even while wrapped in Fox’s constricting embrace as he gingerly pressed his head against Fox’s tight hole.
A surge of bliss shot through him as Fox dug his calves into the backs of his legs while he entered him steadily. Until his balls were kissing Fox’s taint and their chests were fused together.
“Oh damn.” Fox sighed, his strong thighs squeezing Bull tighter. His eyes were clenched shut, his bottom lip pulled captive between his teeth.
“Look at me,” Bull whispered against Fox’s mouth before he dipped his tongue inside.
Fox’s body welcomed him as Bull eased out a couple of inches, the suction on his shaft working against him in a spine-tingling way as he pushed back in, over and over, until Fox was rocking back against him. He arched his lean body, sending Bull deeper and at a different angle that had them both groaning in ecstasy.
Bull didn’t remember it ever being like this, not with Os, not with anyone. Fox was in a league all of his own. And while Bull was extremely attracted to Fox’s fierceness and his ingrained protective nature, he was falling for the vulnerable part of him. The part that was afraid of having a man turn his back on him again. At first Bull didn’t understand his and Fox’s connection, their souls’ instant pull towards each other, the explosive chemistry they had between them long before they ever touched. Now, it all made sense.
“I’m so close.” Fox’s voice was laced with rawness, his powerful arms anchoring Bull to this earth. “Oh, fuck. Dom.”