Page 99 of From the Ashes
“Holy shit. How do you do that to me?” I ask, completely in awe over the way my body responds to him.
Bringing his hand to his mouth, he licks my cum off the back of his knuckles and I swear my dick twitches despite being spent and my balls drained completely dry.
“You were made for me,” Walker answers simply. “You’ve been marked as mine since the beginning of time. Your body knows it. My body knows it. And now, thanks to that interview,” he kisses me, the taste of my own cum still on his tongue, “everybodyknows it.”
We spendthe evening checking in with Kevin who told us he’d happily take the house at the back of the property and was supposed to move in while we were gone. Everything looks great…the man is the quick learner I’d thought he was after interviewing him.
Then Walker and I shower, make dinner, and watch a movie. By the time we go to bed, he’s ready to sleep…my brain, on the other hand, won’t turn off. Still awake at two in the freaking morning, I grab my phone like any other addicted human and start doom-scrolling.
The first place I go is LXR’s page. Their interview has been posted and people are tagging them in all their photos from the meet and greet.
There are tons of comments, so I start at the top.
User887234:Wouldn’t be surprised if those two are expecting by the end of the season.
I snort quietly, unable to tell if I should be offended or complimented while I scroll a little further.
R3dWhite&B1ue:Really @User887234? You’regonna get on here and gay bash one of the best riders we’ve seen since Phoenix Harding himself? Real mature.
JayCat948:It’s the 21stcentury. No one gives a shit who he’s sleeping with and if they are banging, good for them. Hot couple. Can’t wait to see him kick Jackson White’s ass next season.
Oddly, a surge of protectiveness rises to the surface for Jackson. I refrain from commenting though because letting people know Walker and I have actually read this shit isn’t good for anyone and would only stoke the fire of the haters.
BeastsofFury:Isn’t that what the IGRA is for? Fucking queers.
WildnFree:@BeastsofFurywho they sleep with has absolutely nothing to do with how well they handle a bronc. They shouldn’t have to be in an entirely different rodeo association because of something that’s none of our business.
Sidewinder456:@WildnFree:Weeeeellllll, maybe riding Phoenix Harding on the daily gives Walker a little bit of a leg up in how well he handles his bronc ;) (No disrespect, I love both riders)
User449691:Between that ass and those lips, DeVille’s the only reason I watch the rodeo. My God. He could suck a watermelon through a water hose with those things. Harding’s a lucky guy. *heart eyes emoji*
ChilhowieCowgirlCutie:I can’t think of a better sandwich to be in.
RopinFiend:@ChilhowieCowgirlCutieI don’t think you have the right equipment.
Buckin’nF*ckin: I knew DeVille’s into dick. He’s too pretty.
RodeoRider543: Sucks to hear that about Harding. Dude was a good rider.
That last one gets me…like I can’t be a good rideranddate a guy…as if they’re mutually exclusive.
Finally, I have to close the app.
Basically, what I take away is that we aren’t alone. Sure, not everyone is on board, but fuck ‘em, we don’t post our opinions on whothey’redating.
I spend the rest of the night trying to figure out how to get Walker more sponsors.
Chapter 41
Walker
I’m finally free of the wrist brace. It feels weirder than I thought it would, considering I’d been taking it off more frequently over the last two to three weeks, basically never wearing it at home. Even still, I try to protect it which is why I enlisted Kevin’s help setting up these tables in the yard while Phoenix is still asleep. He got home from the fire station at seven this morning and went straight to bed. Apparently, they were on a call until about two a.m. It was one of his last shifts and I’m more than ready for him to be done there, even if that makes me a selfish asshole.
I don’t eat or sleep when he’s working, and I text him incessantly. Apparently, the guys at the station fuck with him and tell him he should just shove two of the twin beds together and tell me to come sleep there.
I asked if that was a real possibility.
Spoiler alert: it’s not.
