Page 25 of Saddle Studs (Rainbow Ranch #3)

BENNY

Time slowed to a stop when I buried myself inside of Sam.

Birds froze in midair, rivers ceased flowing, the earth quit its spinning.

It was heavenly. Seeing Sam’s O-shaped lips, seeing his eyebrows dip with pleasure. He didn’t need to say how much he wanted this, his body did all the talking. His hole tightened around me. As if pulling me in deeper, deeper, deeper.

I wanted to become one with this man. I’d been so scared of losing him again only an hour ago. And now I had him on his back with his legs up in the air, his ass open and his cock leaking for me.

This was how he should be.

This was how we were meant to be.

I slowly pulled back and thrust back in.

The world and all its inhabitants were jump-started back to moving.

Like everything shifted into an accelerated motion to try and catch up with the lost time.

I became carried away by the pleasure, rocking into Sam, wanting to get lost inside him.

The music I’d put on thankfully covered the moans I couldn’t hold back and the sound of skin slapping against skin.

He fisted the sheets as I grabbed his legs and hoisted them on my shoulders.

I slowed my thrusts. Looked down so I could see myself work him with every inch of my big, uncut cock. I kissed his ankle as I pushed back inside him. Slowly, this time. Fucking him, over and over, rolling my hips in a way that I knew would have me hitting his spot.

“Goddamn, Benny. That feels so fucking good. You’ve got me so fucking hard.”

“I can see that,” I said with a grin. I grabbed his stiff dick in my hand. Damn. He wasn’t lying. Sam was as solid as a brick.

It was giving me ideas…

“What are your thoughts on flipping?”

Sam paused for a moment, head cocked to the side, my dick still inside him. “I never thought about it. I don’t think I’ve got what it takes, though.”

I arched a brow and stroked him. “You clearly have what it takes. Want to try?”

“Now?” Sam asked with an extra confused look on his face. A bead of clear precum dripped out from his tip.

“Yes,” I said with a growl, pulling out of him. He instantly looked disappointed.

“Ok…” Sam lowered his legs off my shoulders.

He awkwardly rolled off the bed, stood up and went over to the shorts he discarded.

Was he getting a condom? He knew that we were good playing without one, right?

We already had the PrEP and STI talk… “What are you doing?” I sat on the edge of my bed, my lubed-up cock shining like a wet steel rod.

“I’m guessing you’ll need my information. Driver’s license and bank account?”

I twisted my face into that expression that belonged in a cartoon. Head pushed forward, eyebrows slamming together, lips slanted and tight, eyes narrowed. “What are you talking about?”

“What are you talking about?” Sam asked with his wallet still in hand and dick still rock hard.

“Flip fucking. Like I fuck you, now you fuck me.”

His eyes went wide. Then he started cracking up, his dick bouncing with every wave of laughter. “Holy shit. Okay,” he said, catching his breath. His laughter had spread to me. “I thought you meant flipping houses , not positions. That makes so much more sense.”

That had me clutching my stomach from the laughter. When I could finally breathe again, I said, “Dang, I forgot you were so new to all of this.”

Sam put his wallet back and walked over to me.

He licked his lips. His smile could light up an entire city block.

He was so damn handsome, so sexy, so free.

I loved it. Loved this. I grabbed Sam’s hips and pulled him closer, kissing the head of his dick before he leaned down to kiss me, a hand wrapping loosely around my throat.

“Yes, I’m down to fuck you. Bounce on this dick. ”

“Mm-hmm,” I said. I leaned forward and kissed the hair on Sam’s chest. He stroked himself before getting onto the bed. I grabbed the lube and spread some on his stiff dick.

“Fuck,” Sam said, the laughter having simmered away to leave behind a lust-filled passion. “You’re so sexy in those chaps and cowboy hat.”

“Let’s see if I can keep this hat on.”

“It’s a challenge, then.”

I got onto the bed and straddled Sam’s lap. My thighs felt so good against his. Sparks erupted from the contact.

“First, I want you to sit on my face,” Sam said, surprising me. I arched a brow, smirking devilishly. He matched my grin as he grabbed his balls and tugged.

I did just as he asked, moving so that I positioned myself in a squat above his face.

I grabbed onto the headboard and lowered myself slowly.

Sam’s tongue didn’t waste any time with working my hole.

I gasped at the pleasure that coursed through me, centered around the way Sam lapped at me.

He used both hands to spread me open, his nose pushing against my tight sac, the sounds of his hunger filling the room.

I was scared to touch myself, just in case I came too early.

“Holy fuck, that feels so fucking good.”

Sam responded with a nonverbal grunt against my hole, the vibrations mixing with the tickle of his scruff nearly sending me into orbit. I white-knuckled the headboard and rocked my hips, riding his face.

“I can’t,” I said, lifting up. “I need you, Sam. Need that dick.”

“Have it. Use me like a sex toy.”

I could have melted into a puddle of cum and sweat right there.

Thankfully I held my corporeal form and shifted down so that I lined myself up with Sam’s needy cock.

He reached between us and held it up, slapping his thick meat against my ass.

I leaned down for a kiss which simultaneously spread me open.

Sam took no time at all, slipping in his slick cock with only a slight burn.

Nothing I couldn’t handle. My body was ready for him, aching for him. The burn quickly gave way to pleasure.

And then the true rodeo show began.

I did exactly as he asked. I rode him like he was some kind of human dildo.

Rocking forward, bouncing up and down, angling him so he hit my swollen prostate, stars exploding in my vision.

The cowboy hat started to slip with all the bucking.

I grabbed the rim and held on as I bent forward so that Sam could take the reins.

His hands found purchase on my hips as he started to rail me. My eyes rolled back, and my entire body tensed with the approaching orgasm. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.

“That’s it, Sam. Fuck me. Fuck my ass. Make it yours, baby. That’s it, right there.”

“Yeah, take that dick. God, it feels so good.”

“Keep going,” I said, trying my damndest to stop myself from shouting. The music was loud but not that loud. “Keep fucking me. Come inside me —please —fuck yeah.”

Sam tensed and gave one final thrust, his dick pushing up into my guts as he gave me his load. I rocked my hips once and leaned back. My orgasm nearly knocked me out. Ropes of cum shot through the air as every inch of my body flooded with ecstasy.

The cowboy hat fell off. I sucked in a deep breath and looked down at a cum-covered Sam. He had it dripping off his chin, covering his smiling lips, coating his chest.

Probably one of the hottest damn things I’d ever seen.

“Wow,” Sam said, slightly breathless. His tongue licked up some of the cum off his upper lip. “That’s a lot.”

I chuckled and used a finger to spread some over his nipple. “I have a feeling you gave me just as much.”

“Probably, if not more. I haven’t come in like five days.”

I smiled as I leaned down, his cock still inside me. I kissed him. Didn’t give a fuck I’d get cum mixed in with the kiss. That only made it hotter.

“So, are you into flipping now?” I teased.

“Yes. Yes, very much so.” His blue eyes caught some of the sunlight that beamed through my bedroom window, through the white curtains.

“And you’re not leaving? Right?”

Sam’s face turned to stone. “Never.”

“Good,” I answered. My heart felt like it’d been filled with sunshine and glitter.

We stayed encased in that moment a while longer, my head resting on his shoulder, both of us still connected, still one.

A knock on my door startled me so bad I jerked upward, Sam’s dick flopping out of me.

“Benny?”

It was Boone, speaking loud enough to be heard over the pop song playing through the speaker. “You in there?”

“Yeah, Boone-dog,” I said. “Just waking up from a nap, I’ll be right out.”

“Okay. Just wanted to let you know Dennis got into someone’s suitcase outside. There’s Hanes boxer briefs all over. He had one on his head.”

I laughed at that image while Sam mouthed oh shit and started blushing.

“Alright, we’ll be right out.”

“We’ll… okay. Right! Gotcha.”

My turn to mouth oh shit . Sam smiled as he grabbed my hips and rolled me over onto my back. He leaned down and kissed me, his naked body fitting so perfectly with mine. “Sorry,” I said. “I think I just outed us.”

Sam smiled and kissed me again. “That’s fine. No more hiding for me, cowboy. You’re who I’ve wanted all along, and I want everyone to know it.”

The sunshine and glitter in my heart overflowed. “Yeehaw, then.”