Page 28 of The Hookup
After he named a bunch of local attractions we could visit, I said, “Or we could just stay in bed all week.”
He paused with the beer bottle halfway to his mouth. “Yeah?”
“We barely got started in Vegas. Ever since then, I’ve been fantasizing about you.”
“I’ve been fantasizing about you, too.” He seemed surprisingly shy when he admitted that, but then he said, “I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”
“Deal.”
He covered his plate with the bowl, probably to keep Sally out of the leftover ranch dressing, and picked up his laptop. “I’m going to move someplace without four dogs as an audience.”
While he hurried through his house, I moved to the bed with my laptop and got comfortable. Finally, he reached his bedroom and shut the door behind him. As he took a seat on the bed, he asked, “Where were we?”
“I believe I was about to tell you I jerked off in the shower this morning, while daydreaming about you pounding my ass.”
“I did the same thing this morning, while imagining I was fucking you. I came so hard that I had to sit down on the edge of the tub for a minute.”
“That’s quite the coincidence, thinking about the same thing at the same time.”
“I think about that most mornings,” he admitted, with a self-conscious grin.
“Same. Not all of my fantasies are that straightforward, though.”
“Oh yeah?”
I nodded and leaned back against the pillows. “Before I say anything else, I want you to know I don’t actually have a cowboy fetish.”
That made him chuckle. “Why do I get the feeling you’re about to totally disprove that?”
“Okay, so maybe some of my recent fantasies have involved boots, cowboy hats, and rope. But that’s your fault. I never thought that stuff was sexy until I met you.”
“So what you’re saying is, when we get ready to do it, I should leave my hat and boots on and tie you to the bed. Got it.” His dark eyes were sparkling, and he looked like he was amused.
I tried to look exasperated but ended up grinning. “You think I’m ridiculous.”
“No, not at all! Tell me more.”
“I really want to fuck outside. I even had a dream about it a couple of weeks ago. I don’t remember much of it, except that we were having sex on a bed in the middle of a field of flowers. That may not sound very exciting, but I felt so free, and it was really amazing. Keep in mind that I’ve always lived in cities, where outdoor sex would probably result in an audience, embarrassing videos on the internet, and a visit from local law enforcement. But we’d have privacy on your ranch.”
“That’s honestly the most wholesome sex fantasy I’ve ever heard.” His tone was lightly teasing.
“Well, there’s also the one where you put me on all fours and fuck my mouth while I take a big toy up my ass.” I tried to look innocent as I asked, “You country boys enjoy a good spit roast, don’t you?”
“Well, damn. Way to shift gears.” He adjusted himself through his jeans and asked, “What do you say to getting naked and jerking off together?” I pulled my dress over my head and tossed it aside so quickly that it made him laugh.
While Ryder took off his clothes, I slipped out of my briefs, adjusted the camera angle, and dispensed a squirt of lube from the bottle in my nightstand. When he started to stroke his cock, I asked, “No lube? You’re just going to dry dog it?”
That expression made him chuckle. “It gets the job done. But hey, to each his own.”
I felt a little awkward and self-conscious at first, but Ryder boosted my confidence when he muttered, “Fuck, baby, you look incredible.” As usual, he seemed perfectly relaxed and comfortable in his own skin, and that helped me relax, too. I stopped overthinking and just went with it, stroking my cock harder and faster while watching him do the same thing.
He asked, “Want me to tell you about a fantasy that I’d love to make a reality?” When I nodded, he said, “I want to fuck you in a public place—not with an audience, but someplace with a real risk of getting caught. I want there to be people nearby, so you have to keep quiet, even though I’ll be doing everything I can to make you moan.”
I murmured, “Fuck yes,” which made him smile.
“There’s this popular restaurant in downtown Austin. It has outdoor seating, with a tall hedge separating the diners from the back alley. What if I drive us there and park right behind the hedge? No one will be able to see what we’re doing, but they’ll hear us if we make any noise. Think you can be quiet while I slide my fingers inside you and get you ready to take me?”
I swore under my breath, and he continued, “What about when my big, hard cock is deep in your ass? Can you keep quiet when I’m pounding you? If you make a sound, people will come and check out what’s going on. We’ll end up with a whole crowd, watching you ride my cock and take my load.”
