Hide & Seek - Nicole Edwards Page 0,47

toward the stairs. “They need pizza.”

“Do they now?”

“Yes.”

Before Reese took the first step down, Brantley grabbed his arm and pulled him back, slamming him up against the wall.

“You know what I need?” he whispered roughly, his hands already snaking beneath Reese’s T-shirt.

A soft moan echoed back at him. “I’ve got a good guess.”

In a shocking twist, Reese took over, spinning them around so that Brantley was the one pinned to the wall. That hard body he’d come to love so fucking much pressed into him, holding him in place while Reese’s tongue forced its way into his mouth. The kiss was a blinding mix of heat and need, coalescing into a firestorm that had Brantley’s blood pumping faster, his heart kicking in his chest.

“Anyone could come in,” he warned when Reese’s mouth trailed down his jaw, his teeth nipping his neck.

“They could.”

Since Reese didn’t seem at all worried, Brantley wasn’t, either.

Then again, they were upstairs in the privacy of their house. Even Tesha was hanging out in the barn today. Chances of someone coming over to check on them were slim.

Brantley’s stomach muscles tightened when Reese yanked free the button on his jeans, parted the denim, and slipped a hand inside.

“What’re you doin’?” he grunted as Reese wrapped a firm hand around his cock.

“I’m gonna make you come,” Reese said, nipping Brantley’s chin. “With my mouth.”

Oh, fuck. “What’re you waitin’ for then?”

With a wicked smirk and a glint in his eyes, Reese went to his knees, maintaining eye contact as he did.

Brantley steeled himself for the onslaught of pleasure but it didn’t matter. He was never fully prepared for how good it felt to have Reese’s mouth wrapped firmly around him. Keeping his palms pressed flat to the wall, Brantley watched his sexy man, enthralled by the sight, the sensations.

“Fuck, yes,” he moaned softly. “Suck me, baby. Goddamn…”

Seeing Reese like that, so open to this thing between them, it still affected him in a way nothing else ever had. It was the greatest high to know this man had never been with another man before him, would never be with another if he had anything to say about it.

“Slow down,” he pleaded. “Oh, hell … don’t make me come yet.”

Reese did as he asked, slowing his pace, but increasing the suction as he drew Brantley deep into his throat, cupping his balls, his fingertip lightly grazing his taint. Their eyes met and held while Reese sucked and licked, driving him right back up again.

“I’m gonna pay you back for this,” he promised. “I’m gonna… Oh, fuck…” He punched his hips forward as he reached for Reese’s head, holding him in place. “I’m gonna come. Down your throat, baby.”

His hips rolled and gyrated as he fucked Reese’s face, pushing in deep, hissing when teeth scraped sensitive skin, but never losing his pace. It went on for what felt like days but was likely only minutes, and the vibration from Reese’s encouraging moan was the detonator. With one final thrust of his hips, he held himself still, muscles spasming as his cock jerked and spurted. He managed to keep his heavy lids open so he could watch Reese drink him down. When he was spent, Brantley slumped against the wall with a winded exhale, wondering if his legs would work long enough to carry him down the stairs.

Back on his feet, Reese kissed him slowly, leisurely, giving Brantley time to come back to himself.

“What brought that on?” he asked as he tucked himself away, righted his jeans.

“It was payback.”

“For?”

“Last night.”

Brantley grinned. “Oh, when I rimmed your asshole with my tongue?”

Reese exhaled sharply, his eyes glazing with heat and hunger. With Reese, it was the words as much as the actions, Brantley realized.

“You like when I do that?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Or you like when I tell you all the dirty, filthy things I want to do to you?”

“Both.”

“Mmm.” Brantley kissed him gently. “I’ll have to remember that.”

***

“When did those get here?” Reese asked when he joined Trey, JJ, and Baz in the barn a short time later.

“While you and your boy toy were playin’ kissy face,” JJ said without looking back as she surveyed the wall.

“Installin’ doors,” he corrected, moving over to the new whiteboards that now covered the length of one entire wall. There were five in total, the one in the center bigger than the others.

As he studied them, Tesha came over, nudged his hand with her head in an obvious request for attention. Reese squatted down beside her, scratched behind her ears