Page 32 of Hollis (The Moore Men #2)

A moment later, the door clicks shut, and I breathe out a sigh of relief.

With my heart still racing, I wait a minute to climb out of the tub, just to be sure, and another minute after that to leave the bathroom.

Heading into the kitchen, Finn, Ash, and Larry are in there, snacking on a bowl of chips around the counter, all three sets of eyes coming to me as I approach.

“Where the hell you been at?” Larry asks.

“Face is all flushed,” Finn adds, humor dancing in his gaze. “You good?”

Swallowing wrong, a cough barks out of me as I try to get it under control. My face flushes, probably turning a darker shade of red than it already is. He’s fucking with me, I know it.

“Just went for a walk outside to get some fresh air,” I say .

Finn hums with his gaze locked on mine, and the corner of his mouth twitches. “Right… A walk. Makes sense.”

Heavy footsteps sound down the hallway a moment later, pulling the attention from me as Remi and Hollis appear.

“Miss us?” Hollis teases as he saunters over to where we’re standing. His gaze finds mine, a glint in his eyes from the secret we share.

“Yeah, we were wonderin’ where everybody went to,” Finn drawls before Ash shoves him on the arm.

“I’ve got an early mornin’, so I’m gonna head home,” Remi says, before turning his attention to Larry. “If you want, I can give you a ride home.”

“Don’t worry ’bout it,” I cut in. “I’m takin’ him home.”

“Oh, I don’t mind, Cap. No sense in you leavin’ the ranch, only to turn around and come right back.”

“Let me grab my coat,” Larry announces. “Remi’s right, Ford. Thank you for bringin’ me.” Turning toward Hollis, he says, “And thank you for havin’ me. I still don’t understand that damn game, but I had fun.”

“You’re more than welcome anytime,” Hollis drawls, rounding the corner and patting him on the back. “Better see ya next time.”

Once they’re gone, Finn and Ash announce they’re leaving too, and then it’s just me and Hollis. As he locks the front door, he spins around, gaze finding mine as he saunters toward me. “Stay over.”

My heart stutters. “What? No. The cabin is a two-minute drive. Think I can manage.”

“I don’t give a fuck about what you can manage,” he growls, coming to a stop in front of me. Wrapping a hand around the back of my neck, he brings his body flush with mine. “We’re finishin’ what we started in the bathroom, so you’re spendin’ the night.”

“Oh, you think so?” I arch a brow and bite down on my molars to keep from smiling. I like the idea of sleeping over more than I should, but I don’t want him to know that.

“I know so.” My body is still buzzing from the blow job that got interrupted, and it doesn’t take much to have my dick thickening all over again. Especially when he adds, “Go to my room, and lose the clothes.”

Doing what he says, I step into the dark room, reaching behind me as I tug the shirt over my head.

Turning around, I watch Hollis do the same.

The room is silent, neither of us saying a word as we shed each layer of clothing until we’re standing in front of each other completely bare.

There’s an invisible pull between us. It’s magnetic.

I need him, need to feel his body beneath mine, and I didn’t even realize how badly I did until right this moment.

What happened in the bathroom was a tease, a mere taste of what I’m really craving from him.

Hollis moves first, taking a step in my direction, then another, his hooded gaze trailing down my body before coming back to my face. He fists his length, brushing the tip against mine, and it’s unbelievable how good that one small touch feels.

“I changed my mind,” he murmurs as he takes me in his other hand. “I’d rather you sink that fat cock in my ass instead.”

Groaning, I say, “Good, because that’s exactly what I planned to do.”

A smile spreads across his face as he bites down on his bottom lip. “You gonna fuck me real good, daddy?”

Hollis doesn’t give me a chance to respond before he’s on me.

From the moment my tongue parts his lips, we can’t seem to get close enough.

Somehow, we make it over to the bed, and as we fall onto the mattress, I climb over his body while I pepper his jawline with kisses, working my way down to his neck.

With his hands on my hips, Hollis thrusts, gliding our cocks together in a way that has me seeing stars behind my eyelids.

I’m stuck between wanting to draw this out for as long as possible and feeling like I can’t wait a single second longer before I’m inside him. The latter wins as I sit back on my heels and ask, “You got lube and condoms?”

Pulling himself up on his elbow, Hollis slowly strokes his dick as he nods toward the nightstand. “Course, I do. They’re in there.”

Suddenly, the idea of Hollis being in here with other people, using those items with them, pops into my head. Pushing those unwanted thoughts out of my mind, I lean over and open the drawer, grabbing the bottle and an unopened box of condoms.

Unopened is a good sign, I suppose.

Unless he used so many already, he needed to get more.

“Hey…” Hollis sits up, cupping my face as his eyes soften. “Where’d you go just now?”

I clear my throat and shake my head, feeling my cheeks heat. “Nowhere. Sorry.”

His brows furrow, and he watches me for a moment. “You good?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” I toss the box on the bed before my mouth crashes into his again.

Hollis brings his hands up to the back of my head, his fingers tugging on the strands of hair on my nape.

Not breaking the kiss, I flick the cap open on the lube and pour a glob onto my finger.

His legs wrap around my waist as I bring the slick digit to his hole, a whimper falling from him as I slowly sink inside.

He’s hot and so fucking tight around my finger, and I groan, knowing how good he’ll feel around my cock.

My heart thrashes against my ribs as I press soft, open-mouthed kisses down Hollis’s chest and over his stomach until I reach his thick, hot cock.

I wrap my mouth around the tip, swirling my tongue, and the moan he rewards me with nearly makes me combust. As I take more of him in my mouth, I work another finger inside of him, feeling more impatient the longer he’s writhing under me.

Hollis must feel it too, because a moment later, he grabs a fistful of my hair and brings my gaze to his. “Hurry, I need you inside me.”

I need you.

Those three words send flames through my bloodstream and down to my core. My skin tingles, and my pulse races. I feel frantic…desperate. Like I can’t breathe, or like my heart is about to combust because I need Hollis just as badly as he needs me right now.

Once I’m sure he’s properly stretched, I sit back, and with trembling hands, I rip open the wrapper before rolling on the condom.

Coating my cock with a generous layer of lube, I add a little more to his hole, just to be sure, before pushing his legs back and positioning myself between them.

Lining up the tip, I peer up at him, holding his gaze as I ease inside.

Hollis’s lips part on a breathless sigh the more I give him.

I take my time, because no matter how out of control I feel, I want to enjoy this. Savor it.

“Whose ass is this?” I ask, my voice throaty and almost unrecognizable to my own ears.

His gaze burns into mine. “Yours.”

I’m nearly all the way in, his tight heat pulling me deeper, and the one simple word sends a shiver down my spine and goosebumps all over my flesh. “All mine?”

His breath catches, a cocky smile tugging on the corner of his mouth as his dark, hungry eyes hold mine. “All yours, daddy.”

I can’t explain it, but this feels different than the other times we’ve been together.

My hips connect with his ass as I feed him the last inch, and I lean in and kiss him, giving us both a moment to adjust. His desire is sweet on his tongue, and he whimpers into my mouth when I pull out to the tip and slowly sink back in again.

His noises, the way his ass squeezes my cock, how his hands are gripping my biceps like he can’t let go…

All of it fuels the inferno that’s been raging for Hollis since the minute I walked into his house tonight.

Though, if I’m being honest, it’s been burning a hell of a lot longer than that, and I’m starting to think the flames run deeper than I thought.

I slide one hand under the back of his neck to hold him tightly as I bring my other to rest on the pillow beside his head.

There’s barely any distance between us, but it doesn’t feel close enough.

If I could, I’d crawl inside of him and live there.

I can’t put my finger on what it is, exactly, about this that feels different, but it does, and I know he feels it too.

It’s in the way his dark, hooded gaze bleeds into mine, in the way he’s holding on to me just as tight as I am, and it’s also in the quiet.

In the way neither of us has to say anything to know how we’re feeling.

The only sounds filling the air are our bodies gliding together, and our shared moans.

It’s…intense.

Rolling my hips, I feed Hollis my cock with slow, precise strokes. Deep, and unhurried. He licks into my mouth, tongue flicking against my teeth, as if silently begging me to kiss him, so I do. Our lips move at the same slow pace.

“You feel like goddamn heaven, baby,” I rasp, rolling my hips slowly, each stroke feeling better than the last.

Bringing a hand up to cup my face, Hollis kisses me, moaning as our tongues glide together. Then his hot, spit-slick lips follow the path along my jaw until he reaches my neck. His sharp teeth graze the skin just beneath my ear, sending electric shock waves straight to my balls.

“So do you.” Nipping at my earlobe, he whimpers before adding, “You fuck me so good, daddy.”

A growl rumbles from deep in my chest. I reach down and grab the outside of his thigh in a bruising hold, lifting it until his leg wraps around my waist. The new position lets me go even deeper as I hold his heavy-lidded gaze.

Disheveled hair, crimson bleeding from his cheeks down to his neck, and his full, pink lips parted with pleasure, Hollis looks like a masterpiece.

A rugged, sensual, breathtaking masterpiece.

Sweat glistens along his forehead and over his chest, and his chocolate brown eyes are nothing more than black pools, filled with desire, and fervor, and insatiable need… for me.

Pleasure fills me until I’m overflowing, until it feels impossible to hold on any longer.

It’s overwhelming and intoxicating. Reaching between us, I wrap my fingers around Hollis’s dick.

He’s as hard as steel, but velvet soft, with a sticky mess dripping all over.

I swallow his moans as I stroke him, and I can tell by the way his body stiffens that he’s as close to the edge as I am.

I don’t want it to be over, but I also can’t find it in me to stop.

I need him…need this. What started as a quick bathroom hookup that almost got us caught has somehow turned into so much more.

My head can’t make sense of it, but I don’t care.

Pulling back just enough to look Hollis in the eye again, I’m on ce again taken aback by the sight.

His brows are cinched together as he holds my gaze.

We’re breathing the same air. Chasing the same high.

“Look at you, fallin’ apart so beautifully for me.” I flick my tongue against the roof of his mouth as he moans. “Think you can come with me?” I ask, my voice coming out deep and throaty.

He nods, wetting his lips as his eyelids flutter, fighting to stay open. “I’m right there… D-don’t stop.”

Pressure builds at the base of my spine, heat spreading through every limb.

As soon as I feel myself leaping over the edge, I take his lips with mine, every sense drowning in Hollis, and as if the kiss was all he needed too, Hollis follows behind, spilling his release all over my hand and his stomach, crying out into my mouth.

This moment feels both never-ending and not long enough, and once it’s over, exhaustion is quick to take its hold.

I pull out of him and kiss him for a few seconds longer before I pull off the condom and tie it, disposing of it in the bathroom connected to Hollis’s room.

Grabbing a washcloth from under the sink, I run it under warm water and pad back into the room.

Hollis looks damn near passed out, his body molded to the bed as I clean the mess off his stomach.

Climbing back into bed with him feels like the most natural thing in the world, which should confuse me, or freak me out…

but it’s doesn’t. Not even when Hollis rolls over, tosses his leg over me, and nuzzles his face into my neck, falling asleep almost instantly.

His even breaths and the weight of him against my body relax me in the blink of an eye, giving me no time to overthink anything before I’m meeting him in dreamland.