Page 72 of The Mechanics of Lust

“Mmm, is that right?” I cupped his dick through his jeans and kissed up his neck. “Well... since I have to leave soon... I was wondering if... maybe...” I squeezed him again.

“Dammit.” He thrust up into my hand. “You’re such a fucking tease.” He threw me a stink eye. “You can’t possibly be ready to go again.”

“Aw... that’s what youth does for you, old man.” I took his book and dropped it to the floor. Then I put his hand on my hardening dick. “I definitely think I can manage...something.”

He drew me down for a kiss while simultaneously undoing my jeans to free my cock, which he proceeded to stroke. “You lost my place in my book.”

I grunted and thrust into his hand. “Sorry, not sorry. You can punish me later.”

He nibbled at my neck. “I’ll hold you to that. But age does have its advantages.”

“Oh yeah?” I kissed along his jaw until I found his lips. “Tell me more.”

“Well—” He angled his neck so I could continue kissing under his chin, one of his hot buttons. “For one, I’m far too old and tired to fuck you.”

Huh?I pulled back and eyed him dubiously.

He gave a wry smile. “So you’ll have to get out of those jeans and fuckyourself... on my cock... right here on this couch... and you better make a show of it. Us old guys need all the stimulation we can get.” He unzipped his jeans and that gorgeous dick sprang free to greet me.

I licked my lips, lost my jeans in record time, and proceeded to do exactly what the man ordered.

* * *

I parked the ute alongside the cottage and groaned when I caught sight of Holden making his way down the front lawn toward me with Spider at his side.

“Thought you lot were working on the fences up Dunwoody’s beat? The track’s a mess, I hear.” I climbed from behind the wheel and made my way around the back of the ute to release the dogs. They barrelled up to Holden who immediately dropped to his knees so they could inspect every centimetre of him and cast judgement on whatever they found he’d been up to while they were away.

“We are.” He chuckled as Nina ran her nose through his dark waves. “Made for a late lunch.”

“Aw, and you left the table just to come and say hi to me. I’m touched,” I teased.

“They’re still eating, in case you’re hungry,” he offered.

I cast a glance toward the homestead and shook my head. “No, thanks. I grabbed something in town.”

“Is that right?”

I ignored the comment as the dogs moved on to Spider who got the same diligent once-over before they all headed off toward the lake for a little doggie catchup. I grabbed my duffle from the back seat and turned to find Holden sitting on the top stair, clearly going nowhere.

Oh boy.

“You’ve been spending a fair bit of time in town lately.” Holden patted the decking beside him. “Anyone I know?” His eyes were twinkling but there was something else in his expression that I couldn’t place.

But since I could hardly walk past and ignore him, I dropped my duffel on the deck and took a seat. “I’m over thirty, Holden. You’re really going there?”

He spread his hands. “I’d be breaking every rule in the best-mate’s handbook if I didn’t. I’ve barely seen you in weeks and not being all up in your business makes me antsy.”

I shot a glance to the homestead in time to catch Gil’s face dart away from the window. “Did your boyfriend send you down here?”

Holden grimaced and glanced over his shoulder. “Why would you ask that?”

I stared at him until his cheeks pinked.

“Okay, so he might’ve suggested I check on you, but that’s all.”

I kept staring and he grunted.

“So, we’ve both been curious and a bit worried. There’s no law against that, is there?”

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