The sound seemed to set Max off. He growled and kissed Bo fiercely before pushing up on his elbows and pounding his dick into Bo’s ass. Bo’s body lit up like a fireworks display on the Fourth of July. He gasped then shouted as Max’s balls slapped his, the bite of pain amplifying the ecstasy swirling in Bo. Max’s stomach ground against Bo’s cock, providing the friction he needed to send him over the edge.
Bo jerked and whimpered, panting as his cock painted his stomach and chest with cum.
His inner muscles clamped tight and Max hollered, tossing his head back so the corded muscles and tendons in his neck stood out as his dick throbbed inside Bo. Hot spunk filled Bo’s ass as Max pounded into him one more time then stilled as he shoved his groin against Bo’s butt. His hips jutted in rapid, erratic bursts as he came, whispering Bo’s name over and over.
Max lowered himself down slowly until he was lying on Bo once again. Bo didn’t mind the weight at all. He loved feeling Max’s body on his any way he could get it. He slid his hands up Max’s sweat slicked skin, pausing only once he reached the tops of Max’s shoulders. There the sunlight on his wedding ring caught his eye, and Bo held Max tightly.
“As soon as we can, wherever we can,” Bo whispered, knowing Max would
understand.
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Max kissed him softly on the cheek, then more firmly on the lips. His darks eyes glowed with happiness when he lifted his mouth enough to say, “Anything you want, honey.”
Bo smiled back. When it came down to it, he already had everything he wanted,
although being married would be awesome. But as long as he had Max, he’d be happy, and he intended to spend the rest of his life making sure Max was just as happy, too.
About the Author
A native Texan, Bailey spends her days spinning stories around in her head, which has contributed to more than one incident of tripping over her own feet. Evenings are resounds for pounding away at the keyboard, as are the early morning hours. Sleep?
Doesn’t happen much. Writing is too much fun, and there are too many characters
bouncing about, tapping on Bailey’s brain, demanding to be let out.
Caffeine and chocolate are permanent fixtures in Bailey’s office and are never far from hand at any given time. Removing either of those necessities from Bailey’s presence can result in what is known as A Very, Very Scary Bailey and is not advised under any circumstances.
Email: itsbaileybradford@yahoo.com
Bailey loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com.
Also by Bailey Bradford
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Southern Spirits: All of the Voices
Southern Spirits: Wait Until Dawn
Southern Spirits: Aftermath
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