Rough, Raw, and Ready (Rough Riders #5)(78)

The click of the cap of lubricant drew Edgard’s attention to Trevor’s face. He squirted gel on his palm and fisted his cock. Then he ran a line of gel down the seam of his index and middle fingers as he moved between Edgard’s legs.

Edgard pulled his knees back, exposing his entrance for Trevor’s pleasure. His cock had gone rigid with arousal again and slapped against his belly.

“No foreplay. I want you so bad it hurts.” Trevor rubbed the cool gel on Edgard’s hole and pushed one finger in, and pumped it in and out a few times before wiggling the second one in beside it.

As much as Edgard craved Trevor’s tongue licking his nipples, it was a serious turn on witnessing the vein below Trevor’s jawbone pop as his fingers repeatedly breached Edgard’s body. His sharp cheekbones were flushed with arousal. His lips—oh man, those pouty lips he’d dreamed about—were plumped and red from sucking Edgar’s cock. He was beautiful. Trevor was everything. Not a passing fancy, not an unattainable dream, but the man Edgard wanted to spend his life with.

“I’m ready, wanna feel you in me.” Edgard reached for Trevor, looping his arms around Trevor’s neck.

Trevor nailed Edgard’s gland a couple times and grinned when Edgard moaned, arching into his intimate touch. “Jesus you’re tight. Think you can take me hard?”


“I’ll take you any way I can get you.”


Then the fingers disappeared and Trevor levered his body over Edgard’s. The thick head of Trevor’s cock brushed Edgard’s hole once before Trevor plowed in to the hilt.

Edgard hissed.

“Ah f*ck.” Trevor lowered his face against Edgard’s neck. “I ain’t gonna last.


Blowin’ you and then the way you used that talented tongue has done me in, Ed.” He withdrew fully and plunged in, setting a rhythm that made it impossible to maintain a kiss.

Instead, Edgard settled for sucking the tendons in Trevor’s neck while pinching his pebbled nipples. Trevor grunted his approval and slammed into Edgard harder.

“Next time I’m gonna take my time touchin’ you and lovin’ on you.” He gritted his teeth, looking down to watch his thick cock tunneling in and out of Edgard’s ass.

Feeling the slickness on his stomach from his own cock, tasting the sweat running down Trevor’s straining throat made Edgard’s blood pump hotter. Witnessing the ecstasy on Trevor’s face had Edgard clamping down with his anal muscles every time Trevor’s pistoning cock filled his ass. “Come on, Trev. Don’t hold back.”


“Never. Not ever again.”


“You ain’t gonna break me.”


Trevor growled. “Christ, I love f*cking you.” His palms landed on Edgard’s kneecaps and he pushed Edgard flat as he let loose with all the raw power his body could offer. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Love.” Thrust. “You.” Thrust. Trevor tipped his head back; a moan burst from his mouth and his lips went slack. His eyes squeezed shut as his orgasm hit and he grunted and pounded harder, coating Edgard’s channel with jets of his hot come.

It was too much. Edgard took himself in hand, beating off until he shot his load all over his belly, biting his lip to keep from crying out his pleasure as Trevor took his.

Broken breaths filled the humid, sex-scented air.

Soon as Trevor opened his pretty eyes, Edgard urged him forward. His mouth teased across Trevor’s until his moist lips parted. Edgard swallowed his sweet breath, and his sweet words, indulging them both in a drawn-out, tongue-tangling kiss.

“I missed that.”


“Just the sex?”


“No. Just everything about you. Goddamn, my memories don’t come close to the reality of bein’ with you. Not even f*ckin’ close.” Trevor nuzzled Edgard’s jaw, pressing wet kisses down the slope to his chin.

“Same goes. I could get used to this sweet talkin’.”


“Yeah? You always wanted them sappy kind of love words.”


“Maybe they have more impact now, Trev, because you actually mean them.”


“That I do. So, what we doin’ for our next monkey sex trick? I’m thinkin’ of a repeat of the one we did in Tulsa after we won first place, where you’re layin’ on your back, kinda spread-eagled. And I’m sittin’ on top of you, reverse cowgirl style as I’m bouncin’ on your pole.”


Edgard’s cock twitched between them and Trevor laughed.

“Or a little sixty-nine action?” The very tip of Trevor’s tongue outlined the rim of Edgard’s ear. “Or maybe just with my head hangin’ off the end of the bed so you can redefine deep throatin’…’course, you’d be suckin’ on me too.”


Edgard squirmed at the goose bumps racing down his arms.

“Or—”


“Or we could talk.”


Trevor lifted his head. “Why?”


“Because I have a confession to make.”


Those pale blue eyes narrowed.

Just say it. Straight up. “I love you, man. I’ve always loved you. But it appears I’m also falling for your wife.”


“Run that by me again.”


“I’m crazy about that woman who’s crazy enough to love you.”