Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
“We don’t have a condom. Or lube.”
“One thing I quickly learned from running the resort and being actively involved is, sex can happen at any time, anywhere. Always be prepared.” Dayne patted his vest. “Like the bear spray.”
“Well, thank fuck you’re a Boy Scout,” Heath teased.
Dayne dodged branches and skirted ankle-breaking obstacles as they ducked through the woods. “More like a horny man with plenty of guests at his fingertips every week.”
“Lucky you.”
He sure was. “I have a personal playground that also pays my bills. I consider it a win-win situation.”
“I take it that you’re like a rolling stone who likes to fuck anyone catching your eye, but your interest in Cara isn’t quite the same as it’s been with other guests.” That was a clear deduction and certainly not a question.
The man wasn’t dumb. Dayne preferred a little intelligence along with his partner, or partners, of the moment. “ No.” Heath was right. For him, Cara certainly wasn’t all the rest.
If he was being honest with himself, he wasn’t sure why. He tucked that tidbit away and would investigate it at a later time. He’d only known her for a little over a day. Heath even less.
“I bet a guest never ends up in your sights more than once,” Heath continued.
“Not usually. But it’s not only Cara who’s caught my interest.”
“Apparently, since you’re dragging me through the woods.”
Dayne immediately released Heath’s arm. “If you don’t?—”
With a crooked grin, Heath snagged Dayne’s arm and began to pull him in the direction Dayne had been heading. “I didn’t say all that. Where are we going?”
“Luckily, this area was a playground for me and my brother growing up, so I know it like the back of my hand.”
“Lead the way.” When Heath released him, his fingers trailed slowly over Dayne’s skin. Now he was the one with goosebumps.
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 suffering from 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 out two, along with four small packets of lube. He tossed one foil package at Heath, who caught it.
Heath flipped it over and over within his fingers. “I should get the first shot since I’m a guest, right?”
“I don’t remember that being one of the resort’s policies,” Dayne answered dryly. “We could play rock-paper-scissors to figure it out.”
Heath snorted. “I’m game if you are.”
Jesus. Here they were, two grown men naked in the middle of the woods playing rock, paper, scissors to see who got the first shot at fucking the other.
After three rounds, they finally had a winner.
“You won fair and square.” Luckily, Heath didn’t sound at all disappointed.
“I’m wondering if we should add this game to the resort’s events…”
Another snort exploded from Heath and he set aside the condom he was holding. “You could have a weekly game night. Add in strip poker and naked Twister.”
“Now that’s an idea!”
Heath shook his head. “I was kidding.”
“I know, but offering a game night for the guests might be fun. Okay, do we really want to have a conversation right now? We’re both naked. We’re both hard.” Obviously.
Heath raked his gaze over Dayne, making his cock twitch. “You look great in clothes, but I have to say, I prefer you naked and hard. Despite that piercing and ridiculous tattoo.”
“Ditto. On the naked and hard part, anyway.” Dayne pointed toward a large rock that came up to about their waists. “Plant your hands on that and bend over.”
With his teeth, he ripped open one of the lube packets and approached, taking in every inch of Heath he could see in the bent over position. “Has it been a while? ”
Heath glanced over his shoulder, his eyes flicking from Dayne’s face to the open pack of lube in his hand. “Depends what you consider a while. For you, it might be a few days.”
That was true. “How long has it been since you’ve caught instead of batted?”
“Since I haven’t had a chance to date much lately, that answer is, unfortunately, a while.”
“That means I might be busting your ass, too. We’ll go slow.”
“And you?”
“You don’t need to go slow with me,” Dayne flat out told him.
“Why am I not surprised?” Amusement colored Heath’s tone.
Dayne shrugged and gave him his most innocent look.
Heath snort-laughed and, with a shake of his head, turned back to face the rock and adjusted his stance and hand placement.
Dayne ripped open the condom, rolled it on, generously covered himself with lube, then stepped up behind Heath. He spread the man’s cheeks apart, dripped more lube on Heath’s exposed hole and squeezed the rest on two of his own fingers.
“Ready?” Dayne whispered. He sure as hell was.
“I think you’ll need more lube.”
“I plan on it, but I want to work some inside first. I know what I’m doing, so let me do it. I want this to be good for both of us.” If it was, he hoped for a repeat performance. With Cara involved next time.
He inserted his slick middle finger into Heath and plunged it in and out a few times before adding his index finger. He then scissored them to see how tight Heath might be.
Heath didn’t tense at all, but instead rocked his hips back and forth while releasing a groaned, “Fuck me.”
Dayne would be happy to oblige. He slipped his fingers free and pressed the blunt end of his latex-covered cock to Heath’s opening. He should ask him again if he was ready, but Heath clearly knew what came next in this scenario.
He managed to unlock his jaws enough to say, “Tell me if I need to stop or slow down.”
“I will. Now fuck me.”
“Ask and you shall receive.” Dayne did just that.
Within a few strokes, his heart was pumping right out of his chest. His breathing became uneven and Heath was pulsing around his cock.
“More,” Heath moaned.
Dayne had been trying to avoid grabbing Heath’s hips due to his hand being covered with lube, but…
Screw it.
It was time to give the man what he was asking for.
Holding onto Heath’s hips, Dayne thrust harder and as deep as he could, but also tried to keep his wits about him.
Since he loved fucking both women and men and never would want to choose, he now understood why his brother was so happy with having both Ford and Erin as his life partners. He had the best of both worlds.
That would also be the only way Dayne would ever settle down. Not that he was contemplating that at all. No way. He had years ahead of him to take advantage of what the resort had to offer. He wanted to make the most of it.
His hips began to piston, plunging his cock into Heath before pulling out far enough that he could almost see the crown.