Earth and Sky

cuddle than frantic lovemaking, he knew he owed Grant. He grabbed the base of Grant’s shaft and enveloped his sac along with the rigid member, clearing the way to touch the sensitive flesh underneath. As Hunter leaned down, Grant spread his legs, and Hunter saw a chance to lick the area around Grant’s entrance.

    “Fucking hell!” Grant exclaimed, pulling his knees up further.

    Hunter smelled the strong, masculine musk and felt his own cock stir again, despite his earlier release. He didn’t know what he wanted in his mouth first. Should he rim Grant? Roll his balls around in his mouth? Blow him and suck the spunk out of him? He eventually decided to go for Grant’s sac and fist his erection with his hand. When he nuzzled behind Grant’s balls, Hunter could feel the tension in Grant’s body and the feeble attempt Grant was making to relax, and knew it would be futile. His tongue was refused entrance as he tried to push it against Grant’s guardian muscle, so he didn’t insist. He crawled up Grant’s body without letting go of his cock and hovered over Grant while leaning on his free arm. He nuzzled Grant’s face, enticing him to open his eyes, and then kissed him.

    “You’re as tight as a virgin.”

    Grant smiled coyly. “I’m not always like that. You know, because you’ve fucked me.”

    “Once,” Hunter stated superfluously but without reproach in his voice.

    “That’s one more time than most men I’ve slept with.”

    “I wasn’t your first?”

    Grant shook his head. “Years ago, when I was a lot younger, I had an older lover who didn’t dream of bottoming, but other than that—”

    “You’ve always been the alpha male, the boss in bed, the big macho man,” Hunter interrupted with a chuckle.

    “I’m not the boss when we have sex. You can never resist taking over.”

    Hunter kissed him almost violently. “And you love every minute of it!”

    “I do,” Grant replied, looking Hunter straight in the eye.

    “So will you come for me, then?”

    Grant threw back his head as Hunter upped the tempo of fisting Grant’s cock; then he grabbed Hunter’s face to continue kissing. His pushed his groin in the direction of Hunter’s hand, so Hunter stopped his movements and just let Grant fuck his fist until Grant pulled away from the kiss, groaned loudly, and came all over Hunter’s stomach and hand in repeated convulsions.

    Hunter wiped his hand on his thigh before pulling Grant into his embrace.

    “We need to find a place of our own,” Hunter lamented. “I want to be able to cry your name when you make me come. I want to scream and shout and moan as loudly as I want and not hold back.”

    Grant just nodded as he caught his breath, their bodies as close and entangled as physically possible.

    Their heart rates were still fairly high when they heard a voice downstairs.

    “Wait here, girl.”

    “Flynn?” Hunter mouthed silently.

    Grant nodded.

    Hunter looked up at Grant’s suddenly wide eyes when they heard a shotgun being cocked.

Chapter 35

    Grant had felt uncomfortable for weeks after getting caught in Gable’s hayloft. He thought the unease had settled a little until they got an invitation for a dinner party at Calley and Bill’s, where Gable and Flynn would be present.

    He clearly remembered Flynn’s stern face as first Hunter and then he had climbed down from the hayloft. Then Gable had arrived as well and given them quite an amused grin. There was no doubt in Grant’s mind that Gable knew exactly what had transpired between him and Hunter. Remembering Gable’s warped sense of humor, Grant could only imagine how much fun he’d have knowing he and Hunter were getting it on in his hayloft.

    There were no more feelings between him and Gable, so why was being in the man’s presence still creeping him out? Was he feeling that guilty? If he’d had to do it all again, he wouldn’t change a thing. He’d still choose his children over his lover, although the choice had been a lot easier when he was with Gable than it would be now that he was living with Hunter. He hoped the fact that Hunter knew about Christy and the kids would assure he’d never had to make that choice again. He was pretty sure that, once Miranda gave birth to Hunter’s baby, Hunter would understand the power a child had over a man.

    This feeling of responsibility carried through during the dinner conversation with Calley and Bill.

    Calley and Bill were amicable people, even though