From spending time with my grandmother, meeting people who don't care that I'm gay, to possibly falling for two men at the same time. Both River and Colt have pinned me with feelings that I never thought I would have, or that one man should have for two men at the same time.
It's both exhilarating and terrifying at once, and sometimes I catch myself smiling for no reason, just thinking about them. Then my worry kicks in and I think that people will think I am greedy having both men, but also that I am causing trouble for both men by leaving in the new year.
This small town was supposed to be a quick stop to help out Patty, but part of me thinks that staying could also be a good thing.
“You okay, babe?”
I blink out of my thoughts, looking at Colt, who is sitting next to me in his truck.
He brought me to the drive-in theater that has been temporarily set up for Christmas.
“Yeah, sorry. Just got lost in my head.” I smile.
“You sure? You can talk to me, Theo.” He reaches for my hand, pulling my cold one into his palms. The heat from his soaks into mine, and I shiver. My dick twitches in my pants.
“I know.” I sigh heavily. “This is all fucking new to me, Colt.”
“Language,” he snaps, but with a gentle smile on his face. “A good boy like you should not cuss, baby.”
“I am twenty-eight, ya know.” I grin, which makes his own smile widen, flashing me those pearly whites.
“Be careful what you say with that mouth, baby, because I can think of a few ways to shut it up.” His hand moves to my face, his thumb gently touching my lip and moving across the flesh.
His eyes focus on what he is doing, so intense and full of concentration and desire. My heart starts to beat faster in my chest, my body becoming hot all over. Thankfully, I have removed my coat and hoodie, so now I sit in a long-sleeved Henley, but I am still warm from his touches.
Out of instinct, I lick my bottom lip, my tongue gracing his thumb, and a deep growl slips from him as his gaze settles on me.
“You have no idea what I want to do with that tongue.” His voice drops an octave or five, and it sends a ripple of lust through me.
“I think I do,” I murmur, not sure if he heard me but from the way he moves in a flash, slamming his mouth onto mine, I guess he did.
His kiss is bone-deep. I feel it in every inch of my body, much like River’s kisses.
Both men send my body into a molten lava stage, and fuck me, there is no place I would rather be.
With expert persuasion, he moves his seat back and pulls me into his lap so that I am straddling his thick thighs. Being bold with him like I was with River, I kiss him this time. He smiles against my lips, showing me that he likes me making my move.
Every thought and worry I had about dating two men, about being fucked by two men, vanishes. His kisses make everything go away and hell, I want to keep feeling this light.
All too soon, Colt pulls back a hair’s breadth away. I whimper at the loss of his lips on mine, to which he chuckles.
“Did you kiss River like this?” he asks against my lips.
“Yeah.” I lean in, but he arches back, grinning.
“Want to say that again?” he demands, but I hear no weight behind his words.
I tilt my head, not sure what he means. Then it hits me and my back straightens, my shoulders go back, and my dick throbs in my jeans.
“Yes,”
“Good boy.”
Holy fucking shit.
Those two simple words have me leaking.
He flashes me a smile that says he likes that I kissed River.
