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usually easily persuaded, and this was no exception, although it took Hunter longer than usual. They were still kissing when Hunter heard the truck’s engine kick into gear.

    “What are you doing?” Hunter asked.

    “Taking you home. We’ll drop Mattie off with Christy, and then I’m taking you to our house.”

    Hunter’s eyebrows almost reached his hairline. “It’s the middle of the day.”

    Grant smiled and pushed the accelerator.

Chapter 41

    Grant loved makeup sex. He often wondered why Hunter and he didn’t fight more, because being seduced into relenting by Hunter always proved worth swallowing some of his pride.

    They’d quickly handed Matthew to Christy, with the excuse that they were late for their chores, but instead of going to the stables, they hurried to their house, barely able to wait until the front door had closed behind them. As soon as they were alone, Hunter’s mouth was all over Grant and his hand was making its way inside Grant’s pants.

    “Are you going to let me fuck you?” Hunter asked breathlessly.

    “Only if we can moan loudly and curse and scream.”

    “Is that why you haven’t let me fuck you since that hotel room in Idaho Falls?”

    Hunter’s hand moved, and Grant felt like he was about ready to burst. “Fuck, Cowboy. I can’t bite my pillow like you do. When I get fucked by a nice-size cock like yours, I don’t want to be quiet.”

    Hunter growled into Grant’s mouth and bit his lover’s lip. “Damn, that’s going to sound so sordid.”

    “Remember I want to hear you too.”

    “Oh, you will,” Hunter said, removing his hand and walking away, leaving Grant hard and horny, leaning against the front door. If anything, Grant treated it as a dare. He knew he was going to have to bend to Hunter’s will, but he wasn’t going to bend willingly, for the sole reason that he knew Hunter enjoyed the challenge. Despite his jeans and shirt hanging open and the heaviness between his legs, Grant made it up the stairs before Hunter, and rushed to bar the way to their bedroom.

    “What?” Hunter asked playfully. “Do I need a password to get into my own bedroom?”

    Grant nodded teasingly.

    Hunter moved closer to his lover, fluttering his fingers over the skin of Grant’s abs.

    Grant tried to resist as long as he could, but it tickled, and his reactions betrayed him. When Hunter started kissing him too, he let go of the doorpost and they burst into their bedroom. Grant held onto Hunter to keep his balance, and they both ended up on the bed, Hunter half on top of Grant.

    Hunter stopped, looking down at Grant.

    “What?” Grant asked, puzzled by Hunter’s sudden reluctance.

    “It’s kind of depraved to be having sex in the middle of the day on a work day,” Hunter said.

    Grant raised an eyebrow. “We could just go to work.”

    “Hell, no. You promised me something, and I’m cashing in.” Hunter ground his hips against Grant’s erection. “I want you begging for mercy in three minutes flat.”

    “Begging?” Grant asked confidently. “I don’t beg. Especially not for something I’m going to get anyway.”

    “We’ll see about that,” Hunter said, looking equally cocky while he slid off the bed and started taking his clothes off.

    Grant watched him from where he was lying, his head supported by his hand, enjoying the show. Hunter had a tall, buff body that showed ample evidence of a good life of manual labor, combined with the tight buns and strong thighs of a horseman. Grant couldn’t have been more turned on. After a short pause, he started pulling his jeans down. When he tried to take off his shirt, Hunter stopped him.

    “Let me do that.” Hunter straddled Grant and pushed his hands under the shirt to caress Grant’s pecs.

    Grant’s muscles contracted under the ministrations, so his only recourse was to tease his lover. “Did you change your mind? Are you going to ride me, Cowboy?”

    Hunter shook his head slowly, the tip of his tongue just sticking out between his lips. He was grinding his hips and basically driving Grant crazy, so Grant ran his hands over Hunter’s hairy thighs.

    “If anyone is going to do any riding it will be you, Stud, but I have other things in mind.”

    Grant raised himself up to kiss Hunter, but Hunter played hard to get. After he stepped off the bed, he crooked his finger at Grant, making him get up too. They were about the same height, and Grant pushed himself against Hunter to steal a