Page 3 of From the Ashes
“That’s yet to be determined.” I chuckle, but as soon as he reaches forward, cupping me through my Wranglers, I’m willing to let the issue go.
“We gonna waste time trading insults or would you rather give me what I came over here for?”
Fuck me sideways and halfway to Sunday.
Just to be sure we’re on the same page, I place my hand on his shoulder and lean in so my lips are against his ear. “And what exactly did you come over here for?”
The hand over my cock squeezes and blood rushes to fill my dick so fast, I sway on my feet, gravel filling my voice.
Giving him a wicked smile, I nod. “Not here, though.”
We’re still leaning against the passenger side of my truck in a row full of other trucks and party goers who could wander down this row at any time, seeking their own liquor to add to the mix. Including my teammate.
“There’s a barn where they store the tractors and maintenance equipment down by the river,” Walker offers.
I quirk a brow. “A literal roll in the hay, huh, cowboy?”
He drops his hand, tired of my sarcasm, and crowds closer until he has me pressed against the truck. In this position, we’re eye to eye.
“You always talk this much?” He grips my biceps and I let out a groan. I can tell he wants to be rough andfuck, I want to let him. The way he’s holding back has my cock twitching in my skin-tight jeans. I’ve been on the road forever, and I’ve missed the feel of a man.
“Yeah,” I admit. “But it’s a lot harder for me to talk when my mouth is full. So, by all means, shut me up.”
At the thought of me wrapping my lips around him, he yanks me away from the truck and pulls me behind him, weaving between the vehicles, careful to stay out of sight. I stillfeel a little off balance because he’s the biggest threat to my title, but he’s also hot as hell, willing, and he has just as much on the line as I do, which makes me trust him to keep his mouth shut. Even through the haze of the alcohol, I feel his desperation for this. Forme.
So, I let him lead me into the darkness.
Chapter 2
Walker
My mind was a messwaybefore Phoenix Harding followed me away from the bonfire. The fact that he’s been the object of all my fantasies since I hit puberty just makes it that much better…and worse. So much worse.
Because despite everything else going on in my life, I’m going to give in to him. Knowing he was going to be here this weekend, competing to keep his title, has had me hard for fuckingweeks. And it’s the reason I was selfish enough to be here tonight instead of where Ishouldbe.
Fuck, I can’t think about that right now.
Not that I thought I’d even get to talk to Phoenix. Being the one jeopardizing his win was pretty much a guarantee that I’d be his least favorite person here tonight. And fooling around with him certainly nevercrossed my mind. I had no idea he’s even into guys, but every time he caught me staring, his gaze returned the unmistakable desire in mine. I walked away from the fire to avoidthis.
I’m trouble, and he doesn’t need me fucking things up for him.
But he chose to follow me, and in doing so, he sealed his fate. Because I’m prepared to tell him whatever he wants to hear so long as he touches me tonight.
I practically drag him down to the barn. Seeing as this is my hometown, I’m well aware of where everything is since I occasionally practice here.
Unlatching the dummy lock on the barn door, I shove Phoenix inside. He only lets me think I have control for about thirty seconds before he spins us, slamming my back against the wall of the barn, forcing a whoosh of air from my lungs.
God, yes. Hurt me. It’s what I deserve.
His hard body feels so good pressed against mine, like he’s strong enough to bear the weight of what’s crushing me inside.
I melt into him, and he slips his powerful thigh between my legs as his hands creep under my shirt until they land on my skin, threatening to burn me alive.
“If it’s too much, just say stop,” he says before he parts my lips with his tongue again while simultaneously grinding his cock against my leg.
The whimper that leaves my mouth is embarrassing as all fuck, but it seems to spur him on even more. He removes one hand from my torso and cups the back of my neck to deepen the kiss.
I don’t realize that my arms are hanging by my sides until he pulls back, searching my face and says, “You cantouch me, you know.”
