Extreme Bull

and he fumbled getting it out of his pocket with one hand. Flipping it open, Extreme Bull | Catt Ford
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    he glanced at the name and smiled. Clay’s voice was soft in his ear as he sang, “ Meet me in St. Louis ….”
    “I can’t believe you know all the words,” Jeff said when the song ended.
    “My sister likes old movies.”
    “You know what they say about Judy Garland fans,” Jeff teased, and then he stopped. Crap, a gay joke! He hadn’t meant to make any overt reference to what was going on.
    Didn’t want Clay to have second thoughts until after—
    “What?”
    “Nothing.”
    “Listen, we’re about to pass the big rest stop, and then it’s the next one. I’ll flash my lights once we’re near to it, and you can follow me.”
    “Okay, great.”
    It was amazing how much of a lift it was to see the lights on a trailer up ahead of him flash a couple times, how much less lonely it felt just knowing that he knew the man on the road ahead of him. That he would have someone to talk to instead of just trying to fall asleep in the cold trailer by himself and driving on the next day.
    Which just made him wonder how well he really knew Clay. He’d seen him around on the circuit for as long as he’d Extreme Bull | Catt Ford
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    been riding. They had clashed immediately with the mutual antipathy of men who size each other up as their main competition. It was like Clay was a little burr under his saddle, keeping him on his toes, so he kept trying harder to beat him. Which made this all the more complicated.
    Until today, he hadn’t even known where Clay lived, and now he knew Clay lived in Texas. Not a casual drive from Idaho.
    “Slow down, cowboy, it’s not like you’re going to take a walk down the aisle with him,” Jeff jeered at himself. The sound of his own voice in the cab startled him, and he was glad when the turn signal started blinking on the trailer ahead.
    He followed Clay’s rig into the circular drive and onto the grass under a stand of trees. There were a few other vehicles parked there, but not too many. There were no fast food restaurants or gas stations, only restrooms and some water spigots.
    He pulled on his jacket and dug his hands in his pockets as he walked toward Clay’s trailer. He could see the orange glow of a cigarette in the darkness.
    “Smoke?”
    “Sure.”
    Clay held the pack out for him. Moonlight drained the color out of everything, and Jeff wondered how Clay was Extreme Bull | Catt Ford
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    feeling. He looked blue and cold. Then Clay cupped his hands around his lighter, and the warmth of the tiny flame reflecting off his hands made him more real to Jeff.
    They smoked in silence, looking out over the trees and fields dotted with lingering patches of snow. This was the awkward part. Did they just return to their own trailers or did Clay want to….
    Clay dropped his stub and ground it out under his heel.
    “Coming?”
    “Not yet,” Jeff muttered.
    “Funny.”
    He jumped when he felt Clay’s warm fingers close around his hand, but said nothing, merely followed him, his nerves all jumpy in his body. He wanted Clay’s touch badly, but he felt that maybe they needed to talk about what they were doing.
    Once he was inside, however, pressed against the door, he melted under the soft kisses Clay dropped on his lips. He heard the tell-tale click of a lock and started to chuckle.
    “Fool me once,” Clay said, and he kissed Jeff again.
    Jeff clung to him, unwilling to say anything or do anything that would stop the wonderful feeling of Clay’s mouth on his, and their bodies pressed close although he could feel very little through their bulky jackets.

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    Clay pulled him off the door and turned so he was walking Jeff backward toward the bed, kissing him all the way. “Let’s get naked.”
    The only light in the camper came from the moonlight streaming in the windows. Standing on the opposite side of the bed, Jeff watched Clay undress as he did the same, wanting to see that glorious body again before he was too close to do anything but feel. Every piece of clothing removed unveiled secret skin covering hard muscle and sinew that he longed to touch. The doubts were pushed to the back of his mind for now. Talk was overrated anyway.
    When they came together in the middle of the bed, Jeff heard a tremulous sigh from both of them. Their skin was hot as they rubbed against one other, blazing like some fire had been set between them. The