Sunset Ridge by Carol Lynne

spending several moments rimming the soft skin with his index finger, Ram pushed slowly inside.
    Without breaking the kiss, Gray reached for the bottle of lube. Moments after Ram had moved his way up to two fingers inside Gray, he felt Gray’s slippery palm coat his cock with lube.
    Ram pulled his tongue out of Gray’s mouth and moaned. “I usually try to show a little more finesse with my partners, but I can’t think of anything but gettin’ inside you.”
    Gray gave the silver hoop a slight tug. “I’m dying to know what this feels like.”
    “Your wish is my command.” Ram withdrew his fingers and fit himself on top of Gray. Positioning the head of his cock at Gray’s hole, Ram began to work his length inside. The grimace on Gray’s face as his body stretched to accommodate Ram’s girth had Ram backing off.
    “No. I’ll be okay in a minute.”
    “A minute’s a long time when you’re hurtin’.”
    “Do it again,” Gray pleaded.
    Ram applied more slick to his cock. When he breached Gray’s opening the second time, the initial four inches went in relatively smoothly. Ram studied Gray’s face as he slowly began rocking in and out of Gray’s body. “You still okay?”
    “I’m good.” Gray spread his legs further apart, urging Ram to go deeper.
    By the time Ram had filled Gray to the hilt, it took every ounce of his control to give Gray time to adjust to the invasion. He tried to think of anything to keep his mind off the desire to fuck Gray as hard and fast as he could. With his eyes closed tight, Ram thought of the picture hanging over the mantel. Pulling the shades of yellow, red and brown to the forefront of his mind, he imagined himself sitting beside Gray in the twin rockers that looked like they’d been there for years.
    “You didn’t fall asleep on me, did ya?” Gray asked, running his hands down Ram’s back.
    “Just trying to give you time.”
    “I’ve had years of time. I need something completely different at the moment,” Gray said around a chuckle.
    Ram withdrew several inches of his length before pushing back inside. “Okay?”
    “More. You don’t have to baby me, goddammit.”
    Taking Gray at his word, Ram started fucking him with everything he’d held back. After several minutes, Ram sat back and grabbed the man’s ankles, guiding the pale legs to rest over his shoulders. The new position allowed Ram to plunge even deeper. Within moments he was hammering Gray’s ass at blinding speed.
    “I can’t… Ram!” Gray was the first to come, splashing white seed onto his own stomach.
    Free to finally give in to his own climax, Ram stared down at his partner. With a wild grunt he buried himself inside Gray and let the wants of his body override his need to make it last.
    Ram collapsed, burying his face against Gray’s sweaty neck. He closed his eyes as he slowly came down from the erotic high of fucking Gray. He felt relaxed for the first time since receiving the phone call from his uncle about his mom. Sleep. All he wanted was to spend the night in Gray’s arms.
    Beside the bed, Gray’s cell phone began to play the latest song by Brad Paisley. Ram’s plan was to ignore the intrusion, they were an hour from the ranch anyway, but Gray began to squirm, trying to get out from under Ram.
    “I need to get that,” Gray explained as he untangled himself. He grabbed his jeans off the floor and unclipped the phone from his belt. “Gray,” he answered.
    Ram rolled on to his back and stared up at the beamed ceiling. Annoyed didn’t begin to describe his sudden mood. He’d given up precious hours to be with Gray because he knew if they were going to move forward he needed to make the time, but a simple phone call had spoilt their time together. Listening to Gray talk to Georgia, it was obviously another problem with Raleigh. With the phone cradled between his ear and his shoulder, Gray pulled on his underwear.
    Well, fuck. Ram didn’t make a move to put on his clothes. He waited