Chapter Nine
CONFIDENCES
or
Shenanigans in an Empty Bunkhouse.
AT SUPPER, PUCKgrabbed my hand and pulled me around the corner of the main house, out of sight of the crowd of hungry people.
“That shit in the paddock today…almost killed me,” he said before splaying his hand against my chest and attacking my mouth with his.
I wrapped my fingers around his forearm as I kissed him back, telling him with every fibre of my being that I couldn’t begoodanymore.I needed him.I was tired of waiting, and wanting, and touching simply to touch.
When we finally broke apart, the sound of our heavy breaths was loud in the evening air, while a subdued hum of conversation came from around the corner.
“Tell me where,” I said, clutching at him.
“The bunkhouse.Nobody’s there right now.”
“What about upstairs?”I suggested, because it was closer, but that would blow our cover for sure.
“No.Follow me in ten minutes.Pretend to get something to eat, then slip away.Can you do that?”
I nodded.“Sure.Yeah.Of course.”
He kissed me again, cupping the bulge in my pants as I groaned.Then he was gone.
When I came back around the corner of the main house, I almost bumped smack into Adam who pressed a drink into my hand.
“Oliver!How are things going?”he asked.
I smiled, trying to stand in a way that wouldn’t make my erection obvious.
“Great!I’ve gotten some pretty amazing photographs over the past few days.”
“And are you feeling comfortable with things?”
“Sure.Yeah.”
Socomfortable, in fact, I was about to meet a ponyboy in the bunkhouse for shenanigans…if I could get away from Adam.
“Good.The pony show is on Saturday.I’m sure you’ll have lots of opportunities there for some incredible photos.”
“Can’t wait!”I said, praying for him to leave me alone.
He gestured to the table where food was being laid out.
“Supper’s on.Don’t wait too long, or it will all be gone,” he said, as he headed for the buffet.
I slunk around the corner again before anyone else could waylay me.I waited a few minutes, then casually started walking along the trail to the bunkhouse.I was tempted to look back, to see if anyone was watching, but I resisted the urge.Because I honestly didn’t fucking care at this point.
My pace increased the farther I got from the main house.When I figured no one could see me, I started jogging.My heart pounded and my entire body zinged with anticipation.I didn’t care if he wanted to fuck or just do what we’d done last time.I was up for anything that let me get my hands on him, out of sight of anyone else on this crowded ranch.
The open door of the bunkhouse, normally closed to keep the bugs out and the cooler air inside, beckoned me once I got close enough to see it.I hastened forward and hurried up the steps, stopping dead when I saw Puck laid out on one of the bottom bunks, completelybuck-fuck-naked, with his legs spread, knees bent, and his dick in hand.
“What took you so long?”he said, teasing the ring in his lip with the tip of his tongue and looking like an angel cast down from heaven.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I said.“Don’t move.Fuck.”
