Colorado Fire - Colorado Heart 2 by Sara York Page B
Authors: Sara York
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Gay, Western, Gay & Lesbian, gay romance, Genre Fiction, Westerns
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heat so intense he almost couldn't breathe. "I needed you." Marshal pushed forward a bit more, his dick slipping deeper into the hot channel. Zander was quiet, his body still. "You okay with this?" Marshal didn't push forward though he wanted to.
"More, please give me more." Zander pushed back, taking in more of Marshal.
He kissed Zander's neck, licking at his earlobe. "You are so hot. I can't keep my hands off you." Marshal rocked his hips forward then pulled back.
"Harder."
Marshal lifted a bit, changing his angle. He wrapped one arm around Zander's chest, holding him close as he slowly pumped his hips, working into Zander. "You like that?"
"God, yes."
Zander's enthusiasm ramped up his need, and he pulled back quickly before slamming in again. The air whooshed out of Zander. For a moment, he thought he'd hurt the man, but Zander lifted his hips, taking Marshal in again. Sweat dripped down the side of his face and pooled in the small of his back. His body tingled and he wasn't going to last long. Being inside of Zander was more exciting than he thought it could ever be. His brain fuzzed as he pumped.
"Zander, fuck—I'm going..."
His rhythm failed as Zander's ass squeezed around his dick. There was no way he was going to last another minute. He came, shooting his load into Zander's ass. The intensity of Zander's orgasm was almost too much as his channel squeezed around Marshal's dick, trapping him in place.
When Marshal could move again, he slid out, gasping at the exit. "That was amazing."
Zander pushed him off then climbed on top of Marshal, reaching over to flip on the light. He lowered and licked at Marshal's lips before pulling back, his lips turning down in a frown. "Please tell me you're not drunk."
"No, just buzzed enough to lose the fear of fucking you. I'm not smashed and I will remember all of this in the morning."
Zander sank down on top of him, snuggling close. His come leaked out of Zander and onto his leg. Pride filled him as he grasped Zander's butt cheek, squeezing hard.
"Good, because I'd hate for you to forget the best sex of my life."
"Best?" The word echoed in Marshal's head and he couldn’t help but smile to himself.
"Yeah, that was amazing. Waking with you ready for me, pressing at my opening, hell, I was so turned on."
He sighed and squeezed Zander tighter. "I'm still scared."
"It's okay. We can take things slow. Come on, shower with me then we can sleep."
"You don't think anyone will think it's weird that we're in bed together?"
"Marsh, no one is going to know. And if they do, who gives a shit." Zander cut his gaze to Marshal's before sighing. "I know you do, and I won't say anything to the group, but you have to realize they're going to figure it out soon enough."
"I know, I just need some time to make sure I've got it together. It's just different to me, not that I'm not proud of what we have, but I've never been with a guy like this and I'm nervous."
Zander laughed and pulled him up, dragging him to the bathroom. "It's okay. But we need to shower, we can talk about this later."
*~*~*
Roger went to his room, took a quick shower before pulling on a T-shirt and shorts. He had no intention of lying down in his bed. It was wrong, but he was going to wait for Grant in his room. His thoughts flipped from going to the kitchen to wait for Grant to ignoring him until morning. The hug they'd shared before Grant had left for England had meant something.
He switched on the light in Grant's room seeing that the bed was perfectly made, nothing out of place. When he'd come here, he'd been surprised how much these guys trusted each other. Doors without locks, rooms left open for anyone to go into. Of course the vetting process to get on the ranch was lengthy and those chosen were selected with care. That Craig had been accepted and lived here while he was double-crossing them was surprising. He wondered if Craig turning on them would change the way they operated.
Roger looked at
"More, please give me more." Zander pushed back, taking in more of Marshal.
He kissed Zander's neck, licking at his earlobe. "You are so hot. I can't keep my hands off you." Marshal rocked his hips forward then pulled back.
"Harder."
Marshal lifted a bit, changing his angle. He wrapped one arm around Zander's chest, holding him close as he slowly pumped his hips, working into Zander. "You like that?"
"God, yes."
Zander's enthusiasm ramped up his need, and he pulled back quickly before slamming in again. The air whooshed out of Zander. For a moment, he thought he'd hurt the man, but Zander lifted his hips, taking Marshal in again. Sweat dripped down the side of his face and pooled in the small of his back. His body tingled and he wasn't going to last long. Being inside of Zander was more exciting than he thought it could ever be. His brain fuzzed as he pumped.
"Zander, fuck—I'm going..."
His rhythm failed as Zander's ass squeezed around his dick. There was no way he was going to last another minute. He came, shooting his load into Zander's ass. The intensity of Zander's orgasm was almost too much as his channel squeezed around Marshal's dick, trapping him in place.
When Marshal could move again, he slid out, gasping at the exit. "That was amazing."
Zander pushed him off then climbed on top of Marshal, reaching over to flip on the light. He lowered and licked at Marshal's lips before pulling back, his lips turning down in a frown. "Please tell me you're not drunk."
"No, just buzzed enough to lose the fear of fucking you. I'm not smashed and I will remember all of this in the morning."
Zander sank down on top of him, snuggling close. His come leaked out of Zander and onto his leg. Pride filled him as he grasped Zander's butt cheek, squeezing hard.
"Good, because I'd hate for you to forget the best sex of my life."
"Best?" The word echoed in Marshal's head and he couldn’t help but smile to himself.
"Yeah, that was amazing. Waking with you ready for me, pressing at my opening, hell, I was so turned on."
He sighed and squeezed Zander tighter. "I'm still scared."
"It's okay. We can take things slow. Come on, shower with me then we can sleep."
"You don't think anyone will think it's weird that we're in bed together?"
"Marsh, no one is going to know. And if they do, who gives a shit." Zander cut his gaze to Marshal's before sighing. "I know you do, and I won't say anything to the group, but you have to realize they're going to figure it out soon enough."
"I know, I just need some time to make sure I've got it together. It's just different to me, not that I'm not proud of what we have, but I've never been with a guy like this and I'm nervous."
Zander laughed and pulled him up, dragging him to the bathroom. "It's okay. But we need to shower, we can talk about this later."
*~*~*
Roger went to his room, took a quick shower before pulling on a T-shirt and shorts. He had no intention of lying down in his bed. It was wrong, but he was going to wait for Grant in his room. His thoughts flipped from going to the kitchen to wait for Grant to ignoring him until morning. The hug they'd shared before Grant had left for England had meant something.
He switched on the light in Grant's room seeing that the bed was perfectly made, nothing out of place. When he'd come here, he'd been surprised how much these guys trusted each other. Doors without locks, rooms left open for anyone to go into. Of course the vetting process to get on the ranch was lengthy and those chosen were selected with care. That Craig had been accepted and lived here while he was double-crossing them was surprising. He wondered if Craig turning on them would change the way they operated.
Roger looked at
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