Page 29 of Hollis (The Moore Men #2)

“Ya don’t say?” I drawl with a chuckle.

Huffing a laugh, he continues. “But we shouldn’t stop.”

“Is that right?” He nods, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “And why is that?”

“Oh, come on, Cap.” Hollis sucks on his teeth. “We’re incredibly sexually compatible, and we’ve had fun. Right?”

I heave a sigh. “Well, yeah, but?—”

“So, why stop a good thing?” he mutters, cutting me off. “Yeah, us hookin’ up is probably murky territory, given that you’re my best friend’s boss, and he probably wouldn’t be happy with me if he knew.”

I raise a brow. “And you’re okay with pissin’ off your friend?”

“Well, no, not really,” he says. “But he’d only be pissed because he’d be worried it would affect your workin’ relationship if this went south, but we’re just havin’ fun, and I think we’re both mature enough to not let it affect anythin’ outside of us. Right?”

Chuckling, I say, “You got it all figured out, don’t ya?”

He flashes me a wide grin. “Yup. Believe it or not, I’m pretty smart.”

Thinking over everything he said, I clear my throat. “For starters, you’re right… I wouldn’t ever let my personal life get between work.”

“Why am I sensin’ a ‘but’ comin’?”

“But this feels a whole lot like mixin’ business with pleasure, and after doing that for years with my ex-husband, I don’t know if it’s such a good idea,” I explain, even though it’s not what I want to be saying.

“The station—both mine and Trent’s—knew way more about our marriage than I prefer, and with you bein’ friends with my lieutenant…

I prefer to keep my private life private, and you’re not exactly quiet about your private life is all I’m sayin’. ”

Hollis places his hand on my thigh, his heated gaze on mine.

“I’m cool with keepin’ this on the down low,” he practically purrs, the rasp in his voice like a potent shot of arousal to my core.

“It’s not like this is goin’ anywhere serious, so why bother lettin’ people know?

Yeah, I may not be as private as you, but I sure as hell can respect any boundaries you put in place.

You want quiet, I can be quiet, baby.” Then, squeezing my thigh, he adds, “Except in the bedroom... But I don’t think ya want me to be quiet in there. ”

Fire races down my spine, and my cock throbs as it thickens in my pants. “No, never be quiet in there,” I husk.

His lip curls as he leans in closer, his face mere inches from mine. “We got a deal then?” he asks. “Hot, fun sex that we keep under wraps?”

My heart pounds against my ribs. “I guess we do,” I drawl, my dick already aching.

Hollis flicks his tongue out, gliding it across my bottom lip before tugging it between his teeth. The small, nearly innocent act sets my blood ablaze. “In that case, I kinda wanna see you get on your knees for me this time, Cap.”

A deep chuckle rumbles in my chest. “Oh, yeah? ”

Humming, he brushes the tip of his nose against mine.

“We both already know I rocked your world with my mouth,” he rasps, tone as cocky as ever, but he’s not wrong.

“Now, I wanna see what your mouth can do.” Groaning, he adds, “And fuck me, I bet you love taking cock in your throat, don’t you, Captain Wesley?

You and your serious demeanor, but underneath it all, you’re a fuckin’ freak, just like me.

” Hand trailing up my thigh, Hollis cups my erection, slowly stroking it over my pants.

“Tell me I’m wrong,” he murmurs. “Tell me you aren’t dyin’ to taste my cock, to feel the weight of it slide across your tongue, to fill your throat. ”

My mouth waters. I grit my teeth to keep from groaning, but he’s right… I do want to taste him. I do want him to fill my throat. I want to taste his cum and feel him fall apart because of me.

Huffing a breath, he says, “That’s what I thought. Now, get on your knees for me, Cap.”

There’s zero hesitation. I do exactly as he says.

My head is dizzy as he works his jeans open and pulls himself out.

His cock is stiff and dripping, the veins running along the length of him making my own dick throb.

I’m so fucking hard, and I haven’t even tasted him yet.

The glistening bead of pre-cum pooling from his slit is taunting me and has me salivating.

He must know it too, because a moment later, he fists himself and drags the tip over my lips, coating them in his sticky arousal.

My tongue dips out, licking them clean, and as his flavor erupts on my taste buds, a groan rips from my throat, deep and carnal.

Parting my lips, I stick out my tongue, allowing Hollis to feed me his cock inch by inch. His deep brown eyes darken, jaw popping from how hard he’s clenching, and it’s not until he hits the back of my throat that I close my lips around him and hollow my cheeks .

“Fuck,” he rasps. “No gag reflex? You love suckin’ cock, don’t you?”

I nod, peering up at him from beneath my lashes as my head bobs. His natural musk surrounds me and makes me dizzy.

“Yeah, you do,” he purrs. “And you do it so well too.”

With one hand behind him, Hollis threads his fingers from his other hand through the strands of hair atop my head, watching me with parted lips and a heavy-lidded gaze.

His cheeks are stained pink, chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.

I easily lose myself in the moment. The husky sounds falling from him, the way his thighs quake beneath my hands, the taste of him… I love it all.

My hand comes to his full, bouncy balls, gently squeezing, then rolling them in my palm as his moans grow deeper.

I peer up at him as I pull my mouth off his cock.

Bringing my tongue to his sack, I lick a hot, wet path across them before sucking one into my mouth.

I swirl my tongue around as I pump him in my hand at the same time before switching sides and showing it the same attention.

Hollis’s jaw is slack as he watches me, his hips thrusting up.

I’m not even sure if he’s aware he’s doing it.

After a moment, I close my lips around his cock, needing to feel him in my throat again.

“Pull yourself out, Cap,” he rasps. “Let me see you stroke that fat cock while you suck me off. Wanna see how much you’re lovin’ this.”

He doesn’t have to ask me twice. My dick’s so hard, it has its own heartbeat, and my balls feel like they’re going to explode with how full they are. My eyelids flutter and a groan rumbles in my chest as soon as I wrap a hand around myself.

Hollis guides my head up and down his length, taking control while I stroke myself. “Tell me…” he says, voice full of gr avel. “You like when I call you Cap while you suck my dick and fuck me?”

I hum, unable to nod with the grip he has on my head. A whimper rolls off his tongue that has my dick leaking.

“Yeah, I fuckin’ knew you did. But what about…daddy?”

Grunting around his length, I pump myself harder and faster.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“You like that, don’t ya?” he asks, his hips thrusting up and his grip painful as he fucks my mouth from the bottom.

Fingers tightening in my hair, he holds my head down, dick settled in my throat as tears spring to my eyes.

Jaw slack and his eyes barely open, Hollis moans when I swallow around his tip.

“You’re gonna make me come, daddy. Is that what you want? ”

I try to nod as he pulls my head off his cock, spit dribbling down my chin. “Yes,” I gasp, dragging in lungfuls of air.

“That’s right,” he husks, thrusting his dick back into my mouth. “And you’re gonna swallow every last drop I give you. Isn’t that right?”

Groaning, I suck him to the back of my throat again, desperate for him to fill my senses. My fist flies up and down my cock, my balls drawn up to my body. I’m close— so fucking close —but I want him to come first.

“Fuck, daddy,” he moans, sending a burst of heat through my body. “Your mouth is fuckin’ heavenly. I’m right there… Don’t stop…”

Throwing his head back, his thighs tighten as he lets out a guttural groan a moment before his release floods my mouth.

I swallow every last drop, my eyes fluttering closed as pressure builds at the base of my spine.

Pleasure ricochets through my body as my dick throbs, and then I unload all over the ground with a muffled groan.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Hollis rasps as he pulls my mouth off of him. Patting my cheek, he smirks as I gaze up at him. “I knew you’d be good at that.”

I breathe out a chuckle as I tuck myself back in my pants. My knees ache from the hard ground as I stand, and I’ll probably be sore for days because of this, but it’ll be worth it. That was exactly what Hollis said… Hot. I can’t believe we did that out here, where anybody could’ve seen us.

Once Hollis tucks himself away too, he stands, grabbing the side of my face as his lips devour mine.

His tongue licks into my mouth, and he groans when he tastes himself.

Nipping at my bottom lip before pulling back, Hollis says, “I’ve worked up an appetite.

Let’s get outta here and go get some food. ”

“Why’re you always hungry?” I ask teasingly as we make our way back to the bike.

Hollis chuckles and shrugs. “Good dick—or, in this case, good head—makes me hungry.”

As he tosses his hat back in the saddlebag and puts on the helmet, I can’t help but wish I would’ve had him wear that while I sucked his dick. Now, that would’ve been hot as hell.

Next time…

Let’s just hope this little deal of ours doesn’t blow up in my face.