Grabbing his ass, Adam lifted him, kissing harder, pushing him higher.
Oh. Oh, hell yes. “Cher.” He bit the word out before diving into the kiss again.
Adam moaned, pressing him back against the wall.
Landon wasn’t sure what bee had crawled up Adam’s butt, and he didn’t care. He just didn’t want it to stop. The man was wild for him, rocking his world, making him pant with need.
Adam’s dick was hard as diamonds, driving against him, making honey-sweet promises, and Landon was all over that. He could take that hot flesh and give it all the love he deserved.
“Want you, cher.” He wrapped one leg around Adam’s ass, heel digging in, pressing into Adam’s thigh.
“God, yes. Now.” There was a note of pure need in Adam’s voice—a growl that he’d never heard before and it damn near had him shooting, then and there.
His body was strung out like a bow, his breath huffing out in a rush.
Adam stumbled back, tottering them over to the bed and sitting, bringing Landon down with him. He ended up straddling Adam’s hips, his hands on Adam’s chest. Adam’s fingers were like iron, wrapped around his hips, moving him against that hard cock. They were so hot they might burn down the barn.
“In me. Adam, cher. Bon. Please.” He babbled like a loony bird, just begging, his body feeling like fire licked at him.
“God, Landon. I’m not sure I can wait.” Adam’s face was set in hard lines of pleasure, mouth tight.
He cried out, grabbed Adam’s cock in one hand, shoving Adam’s other hand toward his hole. “Touch me.”
Adam nodded, reaching for him, fingers pushing against his entrance, just like he needed. Like his body craved. This man was part of him.
“Fuck, yeah.” He jacked Adam, fast and furious, his body taking those fingers in. Landon was determined to get them there, get Adam buried deep inside him.
“So fucking hot, honey.”
Well, yeah. He was damn well burning alive. He twisted, trying to get more of the sensations as Adam opened him up.
The rhythm of his hand stuttered and he was caught, trapped in Adam’s touch. He could barely breathe—all he could do was shake. Maybe beg. “Cher… Cher, please.” He started jabbering, all sorts of words pouring from him as he fought to come.
“I know, honey.” Adam pulled away, fingers slipping free. That wasn’t what Landon wanted at all.
“Adam!” His entire body tried to follow, craving that touch.
“Whoa, honey. Just let me…” Adam lifted him, spread him, pulling him down on that hot cock.
“Fuck…” His eyes rolled back in his head, his teeth clicking together.
“That’s we’re doing, right?” Adam sounded breathless, but somehow amused.
“Huh?” He didn’t wait for an answer—mainly because he didn’t give a shit. Landon started moving, riding that fat, fucking cock hard and fast.
Adam rocked up into him, letting him feel it, giving him heat and need and wonder. Every inch of Adam’s dick stretched him, pushed deep, filled him.
Crying out, Adam moved faster, skin beading up with sweat. Landon wanted to close his eyes, he wanted to keep them open to see everything, he wanted to scream.
Maybe he would do all of that.
What he did do was grab Adam’s arm and grip, encouraging Adam to move faster. It worked, too, with Adam really slamming into him, really moving now. It was like riding a bucking bull, a little.
His eyes crossed and his balls drew up tight. “Gonna.”
“Well, come on, honey. Do it now.” Adam’s voice was purely wicked, plumb naughty, and it made everything that much better. Made it okay to let go.
Landon squeezed his eyes shut, his heartbeat stuttering when he came. He cried out, unable to hold it in.
