Page 32 of Rainbows Over Cedarwood

Colt braced himself on one hand and his knees then stroked Ashley. He wouldn’t deny his lover the orgasm. He alternated tugs with light caresses and swiped his thumb across the head of Ashley’s erection. The orgasm didn’t take long. Ashley, with Colt’s dick still in his ass, writhed and tensed. He gritted his teeth.

“Fuck,” Ashley managed. He bucked against Colt and shot a thick ribbon of cum onto Colt’s belly. He shuddered for a moment before he sagged against the mattress. He closed his eyes.

Colt eased out of Ashley’s ass and glanced around the small room for a trash bin. He located one and ditched the condom. His legs refused to cooperate, so he stretched out beside Ashley.

“That was… Wow.” Ashley slapped his hand onto Colt’s hip. “I’m glad we found the rubbers.”

“It was gonna happen when it was the right time to happen.” Colt kissed Ashley’s temple. “And worth the wait. Hopefully, it’s not so long until the next time.”

Ashley broke into laughter and tipped his head to look Colt in the eyes. “Ma will kill me. I said I’d be right back there in fifteen minutes and I left my phone on her table. If she tried to call, she’d get the call there at the house.”

“I think she knows and probably doesn’t care.” Colt snaked his arm across Ashley’s belly. The cum cooled on his own stomach, but whatever. Snuggling was more important. “I have to count the take and do the books, but I don’t want to go.”

“I have to get Wyatt,” Ashley said. “Call me later? I’ll have my phone.”

“Absolutely, boyfriend.” Saying those words pleased Colt. He hadn’t planned on being a twosome, but now that he’d found Ashley, he couldn’t see his life without the quiet art teacher.

“I like the sound of that.” Ashley kissed him. When he looked at Colt, the passion hadn’t dimmed and neither had the hunger. “It’s early and new, but I do.”

“We’ll sort this out. You, me and Wyatt. It’ll work.” He knew so. He wasn’t sure why he knew, but he did. “How about I call you later? Maybe we can have dinner together. I’ll cook.” Colt and stretched. He felt better than he had in a long time. Hell, he didn’t even mind strutting nude. “Got a towel?”

“In the bathroom.” Ashley sat up then stood and headed to the room across the hallway. He tossed a towel in Colt’s direction. “Here you go.”

The domesticity wasn’t lost on him. Colt wiped the chilly cum off his stomach and grabbed Ashley to clean him off, too. “What do you think? Dinner? The three of us?”

“Wyatt goes to bed at eight, but I think it could work.” Ashley shrugged into a fresh pair of boxer briefs and a white shirt. The soft cotton showcased the muscle in Ashley’s thin body and the gentle curve of his ass.

Colt yanked his boxers up then snagged Ashley in his arms. “You’ve got a hot ass.” He kissed the back of Ashley’s neck. “I want to keep you here and fuck you all over again.”

“But if you do that,” Ashley said and sighed, “we won’t get our stuff done. I can’t leave Wyatt at Ma’s all day.” He snuggled in Colt’s embrace and rested his head on Colt’s shoulder.

“I know.” He swatted Ashley’s butt then let go. He dressed and kept glancing over at Ashley as Ashley finished putting on a pair of board shorts and socks. The casual attire made Ashley look so much younger. “How old are you?”

“Thirty.” Ashley blinked. “I forgot to grab my glasses. I need to take my contacts out.” He headed into the bathroom.

Colt snorted. He’d forgotten about Ashley’s glasses. The guy was sexy with or without the eyewear. He finished dressing and stepped into his shoes. He crinkled his nose. Damn, he needed to shower. Ashley really must’ve liked him or he had no sense of smell.

“I reek of the restaurant,” Colt said. “And you still want me to be around you.”

“Could be worse. It’s been a rough day and night. It’s expected. You’ll go home, shower and get your bookkeeping done. When I come over with Wyatt, you’ll be fresh and clean—except for the scent of whatever you’re cooking.” Ashley turned around and grinned. The dark-rimmed glasses accentuated his blue eyes and the thinness of his face.

“You’re weird, but I like your brand of weird.” Colt strolled into the living room and gathered his things.

“Isn’t that my line?” Ashley eased up beside him. “I’ll follow you out so I can lock the door.”

Colt left the apartment with Ashley right behind him. When they reached the vehicles, Colt tossed his stuff onto the passenger seat. “Come to the house around six. If I’m not there, I’m dropping the take off at the bank. Just wait and I’ll get there.”

“Sounds good.” Ashley kissed him one more time then slid behind the wheel of his car. He waved as he pulled out of the spot and left Colt alone.

Colt watched Ashley’s car disappear around the corner. He slid behind the wheel of his SUV and grinned. This had been the worst and the best weekend of his life. Despite the picketing, the walkout and the loss of income at the diner, he’d found his heart. Life was screwed up, but part was working out and he wouldn’t have changed a thing.

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