Page 58 of Tide Over

He unhooks the fly from the trout’s mouth and holds it up with a triumphant smile. And I try really hard not to smile back at him, because it’s damn near impossible to resist the joy radiating from him.

With a sigh, I open the cooler and Liam drops the fish inside. Then he shuts the lid and turns to face me with an expectant look.

I raise an eyebrow, picking up my rod again. “Need something?”

He nods. “Yeah. I won the bet.”

I roll my eyes as I straighten out my line, ready to cast it into the water and level this out. “Looking for praise?”

“Something like that,” he says, stepping closer to me.

I look up at him, and his eyes burn into mine with an intensity that sends heat flooding through me. I slowly lower my rod, and the fly slips from my hand into the water at my feet.

“You said winner’s choice,” he says in a low voice, taking another step closer.

My heart rate spikes as I watch the corner of his lips tip up in a sly smile, and anticipation rises.

Liam lifts his hand and slips his fingers into the front of my waistband, pulling me closer so my lips brush his. “I’m redeeming my prize right now.”

TWENTY-THREE

Our eyes remain locked,his reflecting the shimmer of the setting sun dancing on the river’s surface, while my heart pounds like it’s trying to break free from my chest. His fingers brush against my stomach as he grips my waistband, and that single touch feels more powerful than the rush of the river beside us.

So all I can do is swallow and nod, giving him permission to take anything he wants from me.

Liam smirks, the small stones on the riverbank shifting under his feet as he steps closer and slides his fingers past the waistband of my pants and boxers. As they brush the tip of my hardening cock, a breath catches in my chest.

My eyes dart around, but I know we’re completely alone. We’ve been out here for over an hour, and we haven’t seen a single person. And we won’t, with the sun starting to set and being three kilometres away from the road.

“I can stop…” Liam murmurs, his gaze catching mine.

I meet his eyes, then shake my head and slide my hand to his hip, pulling him closer. “Fuck no.”

Our lips meet, and the rush that rolls through me as Liam slips his hand out of my pants to slide my zipper down is almostunbearable. And as he pushes his tongue past my lips while he palms my now hard cock, my entire body lights up.

I let out a moan as he slowly slides his hand up and down my cock, and his stubble scratches my chin. My hand lifts to grasp the side of his face as I kiss him with everything I have, needing to taste him, touch him,devourhim. He fills every one of my senses as my fingers slip into his hair, his tongue slides against mine, and he moans softly against my lips. And when he rubs a thumb over the head of my cock, slicking my length with precum, a tingle runs up my spine and I pant against him.

“Oh my god,” I murmur into his lips, and he strokes me again, pulling another groan from me.

I need my hands on him. I need him to groan for me, feel his hard muscles, stroke his cock, and make him feel the same pleasure he’s giving me.

My hands drop to his pants, and I pull back from his lips to look down as I take his hard dick in my hand. My heart thunders as I take in the sight. Liam, hard for me as he strokes my cock… I still can’t even believe this is real.

Liam drops his lips to my neck with a nudge of his head, and I tilt mine to give him the access he wants. He kisses the skin under my ear as he continues to jerk me, and I close my eyes as I take in the feeling of him in my hand, and the cool evening air nipping at my skin. I rub my hand up and down his cock and listen to his heavy breaths mingling with the soft murmurs of the water, and the gentle breeze in the fir trees.

“Fuck,” I mutter, gripping his hip tight with my other hand as I take everything in, and let the wave of pleasure build.

Liam hums against my neck, and the added sensation damn near drives me fucking wild.

I bring my lips back to his and take him again in a heated kiss as I increase my pace on his cock. He does the same on me, and soon we’re both panting and moaning against each other.

“Oh my god,” I mutter, feeling my release rising quickly to the surface.

“Hm,” Liam hums again, pressing his forehead to mine as he looks down between us. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he murmurs.

My entire body stutters as his words drive me over the edge, and my hand falls from his cock as I come with a groan. I hold onto him tightly, watching my cum spill over his hand as pleasure crashes over me and my dick pulses.

Liam moans as he keeps his eyes on my cock, pulling every last ounce of ecstasy from me. And when his gaze lifts to meet mine, his eyes are gleaming with desire as they trace every feature of my face.

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