Page 59 of Unbridled

Damn.He’d been thinking about fucking Heath ever since yesterday when he came across the man on the blanket by the lake.

Was it finally going to happen? Or would they disagree on who was doing who, despite them both saying last night that they were flexible?

Another few hundred yards brought them to a small clearing surrounded by tall pine trees and several huge, gray stones jutting up from the ground.

“Dylan and I used to play king of the hill here.”

Heath’s lips flattened out. “I’d prefer not to picture you as a young boy right now, thank you very much.”

Dayne laughed. “Sorry. I just find it ironic that I’m back here as an adult ready to cross swords again.” He unhooked his vest and set it aside on a nearby boulder.

When he turned, he took in the man he wanted so badly that he could taste it. The intensity of that need threw him off kilter. What the hell was going on with him?

Was it because Dayne would’ve normally hooked up with Heath and moved on already? Was the wait for what he wanted screwing with his head?

It had to be.

He grabbed the sweaty T-shirt hanging around Heath’s neck and tossed it on top of his discarded vest. But as soon as he reached for his own shirt, Heath stopped him and gave him a sharp yank. Their bodies crashed together at the same time as their mouths.

The man was a great kisser and that alone was a turn-on. Kissing wasn’t something he did on a regular basis, but for some reason, Dayne couldn’t get enough of Heath.

The taste. The feel. How he looked. His easy-going nature.

Dayne was afraid that if he was into relationships, he’d want to explore this unexpected connection a lot deeper.

But he wasn’t. And he had no plan on being tied to anyone.

As they continued to kiss, lick, and nip each other, fingers skimmed and brushed the same way their mouths did.

A scramble to shove down each other’s shorts proved that both of them were getting impatient. When Dayne shifted his hips, his shorts finished falling to his feet. Seconds later, Heath’s shorts did the same.

His hard cock was aching and Heath had to be sufferingfrom the same ailment, evident by his frantic touches and kisses, moans and grunts.

They needed to move this along before they jerked each other off in a rush for a release. While that end result might be okay, it wasn’t how Dayne wanted to spend his time in this hidden spot alone with Heath. This was an opportunity he didn’t want to pass up.

Heath tugged on Dayne’s bottom lip with his teeth before slowly releasing it. “No head today.”

Brown eyes met his. Since it wasn’t a question, Dayne assumed Heath wanted the same as he did and that wasn’t a blow job. Not right now. “No. I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw your performance on the blanket yesterday.”

“You said that.”

“Worth repeating.”

“When I watched you and Cara,” Heath began, “I honestly never thought I’d get this chance. At the time, I had no way of knowing you were bi. Or that we’d end up naked in the woods together.”

“When you say ‘this chance,’ what do you mean exactly? I really want to fuck you.” Dayne was stating the obvious, but they needed to figure out logistics before they went any further.

“And I want to fuck you,” Heath countered with a furrowed brow.

Shit.Would this end up being a problem?“Is this going to be a fight over which one of us does the other first?”

“Not from me. I’m willing to take my turn as long as you are.”

That was a relief.

Heath’s eyebrows pinched together. “Do you have more than one condom?”

Dayne went over to his discarded vest and pulled outtwo, along with four small packets of lube. He tossed one foil package at Heath, who caught it.

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