Page 42 of Country Road Romance

Charlie laughed and then, much to Jared’s surprise, he actually tackled him, bearing him to the ground and pinning his arms above his head.

“Do you want to try throwing some grass at me while your arms are pinned down?” he said, a grin that was mischievous and…something else…on his face.

This had all caught Jared by surprise, but there was one part of his body that was responding accordingly. He tried to get free, but that physical training had made Charlie quite strong in his upper body, which in turn meant that he was able to keep Jared pinned without much trouble.

For a few minutes more Jared tried to look anywhere but at Charlie, knowing that if he dared to look up that he would almost certainly lose himself in Charlie’s eyes. That, he knew, was the last thing he wanted. Or was it the thing that he wanted more than anything else?

“Jared,” Charlie said gently. “Look at me.”

There was a quiet power in Charlie’s voice that Jared found impossible to resist. He looked up, and what he saw in Charlie’s eyes was a strange mix of tenderness, affection, humor, and desire. Jared felt as if the entire world had fallen out from underneath him.

Then Charlie leaned down and kissed him again, and he found himself in a paradox. On the one hand everything about this moment was crystal clear–the way that he could hear the birds trilling off in the distance, the slight breeze that moved through the brown grass, the rustle of the autumn leaves. On the other hand, it felt like he was totally out of his body, as if he’d been transported to some other place beyond this time and place, somewhere where there was just him and Charlie.

Before he could second-guess himself he reached his hands up and wrapped them around Charlie’s neck, drawing him evercloser. Suddenly he couldn’t get enough of Charlie–the way he smelled, the way his own hardness was brushing against Jared’s, the way his lips felt pressed against his own lips–and he moaned before he could help himself.

Charlie chuckled softly, and Jared pulled away.

“Did you just laugh at me?” he asked. He wasn’t even sure whether he was offended or not.

Charlie didn’t even have the grace to look sheepish or ashamed. He just shrugged those broad shoulders and flashed that dazzling smile. “I wouldn’t say that I laughedatyou. I would just say that I was a little surprised, but pleasantly, about how much you got into kissing me.”

Jared was tempted to throw another bit of grass at him, but considering how that last bit had worked out, he decided not to.

“Is that so?”

“It is. In fact,” Charlie said, smirking, “I think that you want me to keep kissing you.”

Jared did, in fact, want that very much, but he wasn’t going to give Charlie the advantage by admitting that aloud.

“I think you’re very full of yourself, Charlie Garrett,” he said.

“And I think I’m a very good judge of character.”

Jared felt a laughter bubbling up from inside of him, as well as a lightness to his soul that he hadn’t felt in a very long time.

Oh, fuck it.

“Okay fine. I want you to kiss me again,” he said. “And I want to kiss you back, and lots of other things.” Just what those other things might be he left unspecified. There’d be time enough to figure that out later.

“Well, that’s good, because I very much want to keep kissing you.”

And with that he leaned in and pressed his lips to Jared’s again. This time, the electric sparks flying between them were even more intense. Their bodies just seemed to fit together, insome way that went beyond the physical. As Jared let his hands explore Charlie’s body, he was amazed at how lean and muscular it was, and he found himself thinking that his body was as close to perfect as he’d ever encountered.

He wrapped his hands around Charlie’s butt and gave it a squeeze.

God, even his ass is perfect,he thought.

Charlie laughed deep in his throat and, before Jared could do anything, he pulled his lips away and started making his way down his throat, planting gentle kisses. Even that was enough to make Jared moan and start writhing.

How did he know that was my sensitive spot?He thought distractedly.

It quickly became clear that Charlie definitely knew his way around a man’s body, and he knew when he’d done something to bring his partner pleasure. He started to kiss Jared’s neck with more intensity, even daring to suck on the skin for a few minutes. Each time he did so a bolt of electric pleasure shot through Jared’s body, causing him to moan and writhe, losing whatever shreds of his dignity he had left.

“Something tells me that you like having your neck kissed,” he murmured, continuing to do just that while Jared felt his body thrumming like a finely-tuned violin.

“Charlie,” he managed to gasp, “if you keep doing that…I don’t think I’m going to be able to hold back.”

Charlie looked up at him impishly. “Oh, now we wouldn't want that to happen, would we? I would hate to go back to your parents’ house with you having made a mess.”

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