My lust spikes, cutting through all the other emotions. It’s a huge turn-on for me when men can clearly communicate their needs, and hearing Chase offer up that information grabs my attention.
I step forward, close enough that our bodies almost touch. “And what did you decide?” I whisper.
Chase swallows. “Well, I’m curious about your…um…your ass.”
Heat floods me. He’s being so fucking sincere, and he’s shy about it, which makes the whole thing even hotter.
“You like my ass, Chase?” I ask quietly, teasing him.
“Hell yeah,” he answers, his voice raspy. “Can’t stop thinking about it.”
I take his hand and pull it back, resting his palm on my butt. Chase follows my lead and squeezes my cheek, hard, and I thrust myself up against him with a gasp.
“Then kiss me,” I tell him. “And I’ll give it to you.”
* * *
CHASE
I pull Cubby into the cabin, lifting him as he wraps his hands around the back of my neck and kisses me. What started out slow under the stars rapidly became greedy and hot and fast. I’m not sure if I started losing control first or if he did, but as we stumble across the wooden floor, it’s like our bodies are one big horny animal.
Shit. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt turned on like this before.
Cubby lands on the floor and pushes me against the wall, kissing me hard until I lift him again and carry him into the living room. He’s wearing one of his short shirts, and I drag my hands from the soft skin of his belly to his ass, then hitch him close as he shoves his tongue in my mouth.
Cubby pulls away and glances over his shoulder, checking my cabin out. “Cute place,” he says casually, his fingers playing in my hair. “Very lumberjack chic.”
I laugh, and Max barks at something outside. “I don’t know about chic.”
He takes my hands in his and pulls, walking backward as he leads me toward the couch. “Plaid couch? Oversize fireplace? Exposed wooden beams on the ceiling?” He frowns at the floor. “Although I’m disappointed there’s no bearskin rug. Guess you’ll have to finger my hole on the couch instead.”
I spin Cubby and pull him to my chest. Just like I hoped, he presses his ass back, rubbing up and down my throbbing erection, which strains in my jeans.
“Careful,” I growl in his ear. “I’m getting used to the dirty talk. It might be a little harder to throw me off this time.”
Cubby laughs as he reaches back and palms my cock. “Just a little harder?” he teases, then throws himself onto the couch. “That’s disappointing.”
It’s my inclination to be a good host to someone visiting my cabin. I want to offer him a drink or something, but when Cubby leans back on my couch and unbuttons his shorts, eyeing me, I realize that’s silly.
He’s obviously got no problem making himself comfortable.
“Tell me,” Cubby says, “is this your first time up close and personal with any ass, or just with mine?”
“Anyone,” I answer honestly and join him on the couch. “But I think I know the basics.”
It’s not like this desire came totally out of left field. My eyes have always been drawn to a woman’s ass first, but I’ve never had a chance to actually try anything or even ask about it.
“Whatever you read on the internet, forget it.” Cubby kicks his legs out over my lap, looking up at me, and his face softens. “I’ll show you how to touch me.”
The need to feel his skin flares, like a fire growing. I have a strong urge to make sure Cubby is happy and satisfied, and when he holds my gaze with his dark brown eyes, I give in, crawling on top of him and taking him in a kiss.
Our beards rub together, and Cubby moans beneath me, quivering as we make out and undress each other. I feel like a teenager, excited and nervous, but we quickly find our rhythm again, and all the rest of it disappears.
Cubby pulls his mouth back and presses his forehead to mine. “Here,” he says quietly. He flips onto his stomach and gets on all fours. “Let’s make it easy for you.”
I lean back, catching my breath. He’s wearing a pair of briefs with pink-and-black stripes, and the fabric hugs his cheeks. As Cubby arches his back and glances over his shoulder, I run my hands up his strong, thick thighs, then take the waistband of his underwear and slowly tug it down.
Fuck, his ass is hot. It’s full and sexy, and when I grab his cheeks, the give of his flesh is like a reward. My cock twitches in my boxers, needy, but his ass feels too good in my hands to let go.
