Page 18 of Broken Ponies


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The way Buck bit his bottom lip as he towed Sterling even closer had butterflies stirring in Sterling’s stomach. That was something he had never truly understood. It didn’t matter how long they had been together or how familiar Buck’s body was. Sterling never stopped getting that first-kiss flutter. He was so incredibly in love.

The heat built between them. Sterling lowered his head and brushed lips with Buck. “So fucking sexy.”

“Nu-uh. That’s you.”

Buck’s childish argument made Sterling smile. “I guess we’ll just have to wrestle over it.”

The wicked, soft laugh Buck released had chill bumps rising on Sterling’s skin. He wanted to feel that on his cock. “What are the rules?”

Sterling tapped his chin as if pretending to think about it. “Hmm. I say we go down on each other and whoever blows first loses.”

Buck’s laughter-filled eyes were everything. “I accept your challenge.”

Sterling slipped from Buck’s lap and started to slither down Buck’s body.

Buck stopped him before he made it to his knees. “None of that. I’m too fucking old to do this here.” He stood and held Sterling’s hand while he locked the front door and headed for the bedroom. Desire pulsed inside Sterling. His mouth filled with saliva at just the thought of sucking Buck’s dick. His ass looked cute as hell in workout shorts. Buck had hilarious tan lines that Sterling adored. Everything about him screamed hard-working man, and damn. Sterling ate that shit up. He was half delirious with lust by the time they watched each other strip.

The instant Buck was free of his clothes, Sterling pushed him onto the bed and licked Buck’s cock from root to tip.

Buck tugged his hair. “Nope. No cheating. We start at the same time, or the challenge isn’t fair. Flip around here.”

Sterling hid his smile as he did as instructed. He loved the way Buck took things so seriously. Sterling had always felt like he was the only man who existed in Buck’s eyes. It was a feeling that was empowering as hell. He hoped like hell he made Buck feel the same. Buck’s happiness was important to Sterling.

Sterling swallowed Buck’s erection before he let insecurities sneak in and ruin the moment.

“Goddamn.” The growled curse against his dick had Sterling positive he would lose this game. Not that it mattered. No matter what, they would both get off. That made them both winners.

Sterling gave everything he had, trying to match the pleasure Buck gave him. His toes curled. Sterling knew he was in trouble.There was no way he could hold out long with the way his cock sawed in and out of Buck’s mouth. The noises Buck made and the suction on his dick mixed with the way Buck fingered his ass. Sterling was tense as hell. Everything inside him focused on his release. It was right there. He was so close. Buck’s mouth was so hot and wet. He was perfect. Buck hit Sterling’s prostate and Sterling lost it. He cried out around his filled mouth. Sterling sucked hard—like he tried pulling more cum from his own cock.

Buck grunted and cum filled Sterling’s mouth. It ran from the corner of his mouth. His brain had stopped functioning.

Sterling fought for air. The orgasm had taken him out. He panted, trying to hold together two thoughts and regain his brain power. “I want a rematch.”

A bark of laughter cut through the air. “I love you so fucking much.”

Sterling’s cheeks hurt from smiling. Everything finally felt settled. He felt whole. The rest of Sterling’s life looked bright as hell—filled with nonstop “I love yous” and gentle touches. Bring it on. He was ready.

Chapter Eleven

Sterling:Thebedsmellslike you. I don’t want to get up.

Buck:Then don’t. You’re entitled to a day in bed.

Sterling:Then I won’t be able to follow you around and bug you all day.

Buck: Mhmm. Bug me. I like it.

Sterling:Give me fifteen.

Buck:AJ says he’s gone to three stores, and no one has the champagne everyone likes.

Sterling:Tell him to get whatever is tolerable. As long as we’re all together for the wedding reception, I’m not worried about what we drink.

Sterling:I can’t wait to marry you.

Buck:I can’t wait to marry you.

Sterling:Ha! We texted the same thing at the same time.