Page 17 of The Outlaw's Code

“Stop.”

“Stop what?”

“You know what you’re doing, Calder.”

“What am I doing, Shane?” Calder closed the distance between us. I tried to take a step away from him, but he gently grabbed onto my waist, holding me in place by my hips. “Please. Tell me what I’m doing.”

“You don’t just get to have things because you want them.”

“I know that. You think I don’t know that?” Calder scoffed. “But the problem here is that I know that you want me, too. You’re just…”

“I’m just what?”

“I don’t know. You just keep pulling away from me. Or trying to.” His eyes locked on mine. “Is that really what you want? To stay away from me? Because all you have to do is say the word and I’ll leave this alone. I swear I will.”

“I…” The words wouldn’t come to me. I hesitated as I stared back at him, my stomach twisting itself into knots. In that moment, I wanted him more than anything I’d ever wanted before. I just needed him to read my mind. I needed him to?—

Calder closed the distance between us again, this time pressing his lips against mine. Grateful for his mind-reading, I kissed him right back. Calder smiled against my mouth before he deepened the kiss, his tongue finding mine. A few seconds later and he’d pressed me against a wall, his chest pressing into mine, his hands still on my waist. He slid his palms up to my hair andI moaned as he pulled at the strands, the sound quickly captured by Calder’s mouth.

“Off, take this off,” Calder instructed, his fingers already underneath my shirt, pulling it over my head. I did the same to him, grabbing for his clothes, twisting the fabric in my hands. It felt like we were desperate for each other, unable to go another minute without feeling each other’s skin. Calder repeated the same motion with my pants, pulling them off me before I even knew they were gone, my hands reaching for his jeans at the same time.

“Wait, wait…” I was breathing, hard and heavy.

“What? What is it?”

“We should… uh… move…”

“You’re right. We should.” Calder grinned, something mischievous behind it. Before I had a chance to ask him what he was thinking, I felt him grab for my hips again. He playfully knocked me over into an unsuspecting bale of hay, and then he was on top of me. He kissed me again, as he readjusted himself, his thighs resting on mine. It felt like I was covered in Calder, in the best possible way, our warmth reflecting each other’s.

Calder brought his mouth to my neck then, biting and sucking at my skin with determination, completely focused on it.

“Calder, what are you doing?”

“Making sure everyone knows that you’re mine.”

“Don’t,” I groaned. “Everyone’s going to have a million questions.”

“Why does that matter?” Calder stopped what he was doing. He looked right at me, a question behind his eyes. “This is real, isn’t it? We’re real?”

“Yes… This is real. We’re real.”

“Then, let me have what’s mine.”

“Is this how it’s going to be with you?” I smirked. “Your way or the highway?”

“You don’t like things my way?” Calder shot me a faux frown as he lowered his hand, not stopping until his fingers were wrapped around my shaft. I opened my mouth to say something, but my response was cut off by Calder casually stroking my cock. “You don’t want to give me exactly what I want?”

“You’re so…” I moaned, as Calder continued stroking me, his fists steadily pumping up and down the length of me. “Fuck…”

He pressed soft kisses against my neck as his hand kept working, even as precome spilled from my tip. I shivered underneath him, his thumb running across the head of my cock, using the precome to stroke me even faster. My hips involuntarily bucked against his grip, my body feeling like it was at his mercy. But the truth was that I wanted to give Calder everything he wanted, as long as he wanted it from me.

“Calder… Calder…” I moaned his name, my body so close to the edge. “I’m going to…”

“Good,” Calder said as he continued playing with my cock. “I want you to come for me, Shane. I want to see what you look like when you let yourself fall apart.”

“Calder…” It was all I could think to say as my shaft hardened in his hands, the tip of my cock exploding against his fingertips. My breaths came out ragged as my come quickly filled Calder’s palm, his hand still stroking me.

“Fuck. You look so perfect right now…” Calder was staring down at me. “Do you know how fucking beautiful you are, Shane Stratton?”

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