Page 26 of Hollis (The Moore Men #2)

Sixteen

Ford

I ’m folding the last towel out of the dryer when there’s a knock at the front door.

I’d say I’m surprised, but really, I’m not.

After Hollis’s little game of footsie at dinner, I had a feeling he would show up here tonight.

I hate the buzz in my veins and the way my dick twitches beneath my sweats as I meander through the house toward the front door.

Excitement should be the last emotion I feel as I unlock the deadbolt and open the door, and as my gaze lands on the six-foot-tall cowboy standing on the porch, my mood should sour, but instead, my heart races.

Not waiting for an invitation, Hollis blows past me and into the cabin. Nicotine, leather, and something entirely him fills my nostrils as I shut the door and face him. I’m inexplicably drawn to this man, like a magnet. I hate it.

“You’re infuriatin’,” he blurts out, finger pointed in my direction.

“Little late to be showin’ up at someone’s house, don’t ya think?” I drawl .

Hollis takes a step toward me, and I instinctively take one back, my body flush with the door. There’s a wild look in his eyes, and the sight has my blood running hot. “I’ve got a proposition for you, Cap,” he offers, a smirk tugging on the corner of his mouth.

My stomach does a flip, his proximity making it hard to breathe. “Oh yeah? And what’s that?”

“I enjoyed myself last weekend, and I’m guessin’ you did too. Right?”

I consider lying, but it would be futile.

“Yes.”

His gaze dips down to my mouth before coming back up to my eyes, and he rests his hand on the door while his other brazenly comes to my hip. “Good, so we should keep goin’,” he suggests, his voice low and raspy.

“I already told you?—”

“I know what you told me,” he cuts me off. “But why deny yourself what you want?”

“Who says it’s what I want?” I ask. “Just because I enjoyed it doesn’t mean I want it to happen again.”

Hollis brings his hand to my chest, holding my gaze as he cocks a brow. “Then why’s your heart beatin’ so fast?”

“Your heart can race for a number of reasons, Hollis,” I deadpan. “That doesn’t mean I want to fuck you.”

“Who said anythin’ about fuckin’ me, Cap?” Another infuriating smirk curls his lips as he brings his body flush with mine. I swallow thickly as my dick twitches. “But since you offered… Please do.”

“That’s uh…” I clear my throat as I feel my cheeks flush. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Aww, it’s adorable how flustered you are, baby.

” Hand sliding up to my throat, Hollis grips me right under my jaw.

“ Quit thinkin’ so hard. You’re single, I’m single, we’re practically neighbors…

Why not take advantage of that? Let’s have some fun.

It doesn’t have to mean anythin’, and nobody has to know. ”

My heart pounds against my ribs as my breathing comes out in harsh, shallow pants.

Goosebumps cover my flesh, every inch of me electrified.

I’m hyperaware of Hollis… The way his fingertips press into the side of my throat.

His hand on my hip. His breath on my face.

Dark brown eyes nearly black with desire.

And how good it would feel to give in, to take him up on this asinine offer…

To sink into him and feel his warmth all around me.

And he’s right… Nobody has to know.

So why not? Why am I trying so hard to avoid him, knowing I want what he’s offering?

Why can’t we have fun and take advantage of our current situation?

“Fine,” I grit out. “But there must be rules.”

Hollis chuckles darkly before he nips at my bottom lip, tugging on the tissue before letting it go. “I’ve never been too good at followin’ the rules, but for you, I just might.”

Huffing a breath through my nose, I say, “I’m serious.”

“Yeah, but can we lay them out after you fuck me? Because I can’t think of a goddamn thing other than havin’ that fat fuckin’ cock in my ass.”

My mouth collides with his without another hesitation, hand flying to his chest and fisting the front of his shirt as I walk us farther into the house.

The kiss is frenzied—teeth clashing and nipping, tongues fighting for control—but so are our hands all over one another.

His ass connects with the back of the couch as his fingers come to the hem of my shirt, and he rips his lips from mine long enough to yank the shirt off my body.

Doing the same to him, we’re in a mad dash to get each other naked as quickly as possible.

As his mouth finds mine again, we somehow make it to the bedroom without knocking anything over.

Falling onto the bed, Hollis positions himself in the center, palming his thick cock and stroking himself while I do the same.

The lighting in here is better than it was in the tent, so I have a mouthwatering view of his body and, fuck, it’s a sight to see.

Where I’m broad and bulky, Hollis is lean and tight, his skin a golden tan, showcasing the long hours spent under the hot Texas sun.

Corded arms flex as his fist glides up and down his impressive length, full balls bouncing with each stroke.

“Like what ya see?” he asks, dark eyes heavy and a titillating smirk curving his lips.

“Yeah, I do,” I drawl, then smack his hand away as I take over. “I’d like it even better in my mouth, though.”

A gravelly moan sounds from Hollis. “Well, by all means,” he drawls, voice rough with desire. “Have at it.”

Dipping my head, I close my lips over the flared tip poking out from under his foreskin, and I swirl my tongue around it, lapping up the sticky, salty mess dripping from the slit.

I groan as the flavor erupts on my taste buds, and I already want more.

Lying flat on the bed, I wrap one of my arms under his thigh while I take more of him in my mouth.

Hollis sucks in a breath through his teeth as he rakes his fingers through my hair, his muscles tensing under my touch.

“Oh, fuck yeah...” He groans, the erotic sound shooting straight to my dick. I grind my hips on the bed as his tip touches the back of my throat. “Suck my fuckin’ cock, Cap… Just like that.”

I swallow around him, my throat contracting, before pulling off and replacing my mouth with my hand for a moment as I tip my head toward the nightstand. “Reach in that drawer and grab the lube and a condom.”

As soon as he tosses them to me, I crack open the bottle and pour a drop on my middle finger, then bring it to his hole.

With his cock back in my mouth, I ease in slowly, slipping past the tight muscle and into his hot channel.

Hollis throws his head back, letting out a deep, husky groan as my mouth and finger work him in tandem.

My pulse is erratic as I slip in a second finger, needing to get inside him as quickly as possible, but also wanting to make sure he’s properly ready for me.

Hollis thrusts up into my mouth, needy little moans falling from his lips, and when I peer up at him, I nearly come from how fucking sexy he looks.

Propped up on his elbows, he watches me, his eyes bottomless pits, cheeks rosy, and his lip tucked between his teeth.

I’m dying to feel him wrapped around my cock, and he looks just as desperate for it.

When I can’t wait any longer, I sit back and grab the condom off the bed.

Ripping it open with my teeth, I roll it onto my dick before applying a thick layer of lube and spreading it around.

“Turn around,” I mutter, stroking myself as he does just that. “On your knees.”

Coming up behind him, I grab a handful of his ass and spread him open, kneading the flesh as I line myself up.

Hollis turns his head, a grin flashing back at me before his mouth is on mine.

His tongue slips past my lips, rolling with mine as I ease the tip of my cock inside his hole.

I swallow his broken moans as I slowly inch deeper until he’s taking all of me.

He’s so tight, I can barely breathe, and he feels like heaven wrapped around me.

“Fuck…” Resting my forehead against his, I give us both a moment to adjust before I withdraw my hips and sink back in.

My body is thrumming, and it’s so easy to lose myself in him.

In this moment. I’ve barely gotten started, and I already know I’m not going to want to stop. His body fits against mine perfectly.

“Harder,” Hollis moans, pushing his ass back, meeting me thrust for thrust. “I wanna feel you when I walk tomorrow.”

Nipping at his bottom lip, the fire burning inside of me grows with each thrust into his tight ass. “Careful what you wish for, boy.”

“I know ya got it in you,” he taunts. “Make it hurt, Captain.”

A growl rips from my throat as I pick up the pace.

Grabbing onto his hips, I pound into his tight, hungry hole, giving him exactly what he begged me for and loving every second of it.

Sweat drips down the back of my neck, my pulse pounding as pleasure soars through my body.

I crack a hand down on his ass, reveling in the way he cries out.

Hollis hangs his head between his shoulders as he pushes back against me, taking every inch of my cock.

“There ya go, baby,” he purrs. “Don’t hold back… Fuck!”

I grab a fistful of Hollis’s hair and pull him back.

Wrapping my arm around his shoulders, my fingers bite into his flesh as I hold his body against mine.

His skin is slick and overheated, and his scent is intoxicating.

My other hand finds his dick, rock hard and begging to be touched. Hollis whimpers as I stroke him.

“This what ya wanted?” I growl into his ear. “To get it from both ends, like a little fuckin’ slut?”

“Oh, fuck …” Dropping his head on my shoulder, he grabs ahold of my forearm pressed against his chest, his nails digging in as he whimpers.

“Is this what you were thinkin’ about earlier at the dinner table?

” I ask, my voice throaty and dripping with lust. “ Fantasizin’ about me filling this needy hole with my cock?

” I hum as he nods feverishly. Heat spreads from the base of my spine all through my body, pressure building.

“And ya just don’t know how to quit, do ya?

Comin’ over here unannounced, beggin’ for me to fuck you. Is this what you needed, boy?”

“Yes… Oh fuck, yes!”

“You gonna come for me?”

“Yes,” he gasps. “I’m so fuckin’ close. Don’t stop!”

I moan at his desperation, fire swimming through my veins as I inch near the edge too.

Hollis turns to me, his dark, heated gaze on mine.

He looks as gone as I feel, and it steals the breath right out of my lungs.

Brows drawn together and his jaw slack, his eyes flutter closed as his release hits him.

His whole face twists up beautifully, raspy moans falling from his lips, and it’s impossible to hold back with the way he pulsates around my cock.

Balls drawn up tight, I throw my head back and groan gutturally as I spill into the condom, wishing it was his tight ass I was making a mess of instead.

After I pull out, Hollis rolls onto his back, catching his breath while I pad into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and find a towel to clean up with.

It takes no time at all for the haze from my orgasm to fade and reality to crash back into me.

Holy shit, that really just happened. Stopping in the kitchen, I grab two bottles of water before heading back to the room.

Handing him one, I sit on the edge of the bed, knowing I probably should get dressed, but not wanting to yet.

I crack open the bottle and guzzle some down before glancing over my shoulder at Hollis doing the same. “Ground rules,” I mutter, knowing there needs to be, at least, a few in place to keep this from getting out of control, since clearly control is something I lack around Hollis .

Shaking his head, Hollis chuckles. “Wow, you really don’t waste any time, do ya?”

Ignoring him, I say, “I was serious before… Nobody can know about this.”

“Yeah, I was too, Cap. Don’t worry.” Grabbing me by the shoulder, he spins me around. The sight of his flushed cheeks and disheveled hair sends heat down my spine all over again. “But you just fucked me so good, my legs are wobbly, so no…we are not discussing ‘ground rules’ right now. Nice try.”

In the far back of my mind, I know I should push the subject, insist we lay out some boundaries, but I…don’t. For whatever reason, I just don’t.

Letting it go, I grab a pair of shorts from the closet, pulling them on as Hollis walks out of the room, ass naked.

Assuming he’s going to find his discarded clothes in my living room so he can leave, I’m surprised to find him standing in front of the fridge when I follow him out a minute later—still naked.

“What’re ya doin’?” I ask, rubbing my hand over the back of my neck.

The freezer’s wide open, and he doesn’t reply right away. Finally, swiping a bag of pizza rolls out of the door, he glances at me and says, “Want some?”

“Sorry?”

What is going on here?

“I’m fuckin’ starvin’ after that,” he says plainly with a shrug. “Aren’t you?”

“Uh, yeah. But what happened to this just bein’ fun? You have your own house, with your own food. Go eat there.”

Hollis throws his head back and laughs as he tosses the bag on the counter. “Don’t be fuckin’ weird, Cap. Ain’t nothin’ wrong with eating a midnight snack together after the dickin’ ya just gave me. ”

Standing in the entrance of the kitchen, I watch, beside myself, as Hollis makes himself at home, sifting through the cabinets in search of a cookie sheet. Once he’s got them in the oven and the timer set, he hoists himself onto the counter by the sink.

“Turn on some music,” he says.

“Your asshole is on my counter…” I can only blink at the sight before me. My mind can’t seem to comprehend what’s going on.

“And? It was on your cock ten minutes ago. What’s your point?” Chuckling, he adds, “You gonna turn on some music or what, Cap?”

“I don’t recall signing up for this,” I grumble as I, in fact, do turn on some music, though I’m not sure why.

“Don’t be so clinical,” he drawls. “Havin’ fun doesn’t have to mean just sex and run. I happen to be a very fun person to be around. Honestly, you should be thankin’ me for stayin’ and makin’ us food.”

“Oh, right.” I roll my eyes. “I’ll be sure to get right on that.”

Beaming at me, he says, “That’s more like it.”

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

And why couldn’t I just…stay away?