Chapter 15
Hollywood
I woke in Tex’s bed near morning, cock straining up as teeth nibbled my neck. I shivered. “Mm?”
“Need you again,” he murmured into my ear. “Is that okay, darlin’?”
“Fuck yes.” I turned onto my right side, seeking his mouth with mine in the dark and finding it as if we’d been doing this for years. In fact, it’d only been one night, but we’d made the most of it. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d gone three rounds with one person before dawn.
His mouth was wet and eager. I slid a hand into his hair, holding on, while his hands roamed my body.
He sure wasn’t shy about touching a man.
If anything, I’d say he found my body intriguing.
He pinched my left nipple, making it ache.
I made a muffled sound into his mouth, and he pinched it again, giving it a hard twist.
I gasped. “Fuck, Tex.”
“You like that?” he asked. “Me being a little rough with you?”
“Yeah,” I managed, heart thumping. “I can take a lot rougher than that.”
The moonlight creeping through his bedroom window illuminated the bright white of his smile. It was a sharklike grin that quickened my pulse. Then he sank his teeth into my shoulder, making me cry out.
My cock only got harder.
“Touch me,” I begged.
He curled his fist around my dick. His hands were rough with calluses from the work he’d done all summer. The friction on my skin was perfect as he tightened his strong fingers and squeezed.
Ah, god. I had no self-restraint when it came to this man.
“Don’t come yet,” he ordered, which only made me want to come more. “I want to try out sucking you this time.”
My breath stuttered. “Are you sure we’re not moving too fast?”
“Darlin’, I like fast.” He gave me a bruising kiss, nipping my bottom lip enough to sting, then rolled on top of me, pinning me to the bed. “You gonna let me have my way with you?”
“Anything.”
His eyebrow inched up. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
He was throwing my own words at me from earlier. But I smiled. “Who says I can’t keep them?”
His face remained neutral, but his hand tightened around my dick, betraying his reaction. “What if I like watersports or some weird kink shit?”
“What if you do?” I asked. “I want us to be happy together. If you need to spank my ass and call me cowboy to get off, then I’ll happily get on all fours for you.”
Tex huffed a laugh. “Jesus, Hendrix. I think I’ll stick to blowing you for now. Unless that’s too normal for you?”
I grinned. “Well, I would like it better if you swung your ass around and let me suck your dick at the same time.”
“Not too advanced for a cock-sucking newbie like me?”
“You’re a quick study. I think you can handle it.”
“Fuck yeah, I can.”
We spent a couple of minutes getting into position on our sides, his head at the foot of the bed and mine up top, both of us curling inward so we could reach each other’s cocks.
I wrapped my fingers around the base of his, which was thicker than mine.
His hot breaths brushed the tip of my dick, making me throb with want.
“Ready?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
He seemed a little hesitant, which was reasonable. He’d never done this before. I’d wanted to sixty-nine not just because I was eager to get my mouth on him again, but because he could follow my lead.
I flicked my tongue over the top of his cock, tasting his bitter precum. He sucked in a sharp breath. I continued to lightly lick him, waiting…waiting…
Wet heat kissed my cockhead. Yes, fuck. There he was.
“So good,” I murmured before kissing down the side of his shaft.
Normally, I’d jump right to the good stuff, but I wanted Tex to have time to acclimate and get comfortable. I nibbled at the base of his cock, making him twitch in my hand, then laid a long, wet lick up the underside of his dick.
He cursed quietly under his breath before bathing me with his tongue. We got our cocks slick with spit, licking and teasing until we were both vibrating with need.
“Holly,” Tex croaked.
“Now,” I agreed.
I sucked his cock into my mouth, savoring the weight on my tongue and the stretch to my lips. He groaned, hips bucking with desperation. He pushed deeper, and I backed off, holding his hips in place.
“Fuck,” he gasped. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize,” I said. “Just enjoy.”
I plunged back down on his cock without waiting for a reply. I didn’t really care that he hadn’t followed suit yet. He might not be ready, or my mouth might be too distracting. It didn’t matter. There was pleasure in this act, purely for the sake of wrecking him.
I could come from this alone.
I palmed his balls, rolling them in my hand, and focused on drawing out every sound of pleasure I could. Tex’s body was strung tight and quivering as I slid my hand onto his ass and squeezed.
He grunted, thrusting his cock deeper, but I was ready this time. I let him nudge into my throat.
“Christ,” he whispered. “My turn.”
Wet heat closed over my cock, followed by suction. First too gentle. Then almost too hard. My eyes rolled up. It was clumsy but blissfully good.
He slurped at my cock, no longer hesitant. He could only take about half of me into his mouth, but it was enough to light me on fire.
I took Tex deep again, and he groaned, the vibrations working magic on my dick. Back and forth we traded pleasure until tension coiled tight in my core. My balls grew heavy and tight.
I started to withdraw. I needed to warn him that I was close. But he suddenly pulsed on my tongue, flooding my mouth with cum. He gave a raspy cry that sent me right over the edge, and I came in a blur of white-hot pleasure.
I swallowed convulsively and panted for breath when his cock slipped from my mouth a few seconds later. I’d dimly processed Tex swallowing around me as I unloaded.
“You okay?” I asked. “I didn’t mean to come in your mouth the first time.”
“Just like taking a shot of whiskey, darlin’,” he rasped out. “Maybe a bit more cream.”
I snorted a laugh. “Well, it makes cleanup easier, at least.”
He grunted an affirmative. “Could do with a drink, though.”
I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. Predawn light was leaking through the windows now. “I’ll get you a glass of water. I want to check on Ruby, anyway.”
“You’re too good to me.”
Tex wore a satisfied smile, watching me as I got out of the bed and searched the floor for my discarded bath towel. Tex had joined me in the shower after our first time and ensured I’d stayed naked ever since.
He chuckled as I straightened and wrapped the towel around my waist.
“You keep showing off your fine ass like that, and you’re going to have to teach me some new tricks, Holly.”
I glanced over my shoulder. “Oh yeah? What sort of tricks would those be?”
He smirked. “I think you know.”
My ass clenched. Oh yeah. I knew. The thought of Tex pushing deep into my body was almost enough to get me hard again. But I was too spent. The man was insatiable.
“Hold that thought…until tomorrow night, at least.”
He laughed as I shuffled out of the bedroom. I went to the kitchen and filled a glass with tap water. I drank deeply, washing the taste of cum from my mouth, then refilled it for Tex.
Ruby cried out. Nothing intelligible like last night. Just unhappy noises. I went to her doorway. She was still sleeping, but restlessly. I set the water on the dresser and went over to check her. She was sweaty, her face scrunched up. She whimpered and rolled onto one side, then the other.
I smoothed back her hair. Her forehead was warm. Too warm.
My heart lurched. “Ruby, honey? You okay?”
She shoved the corner of her blanket into her mouth, chewing on it while she cried, eyes still shut. Something wasn’t right.
I turned and rushed down the hall. Tex emerged from his bedroom in a pair of sweats, exposing his strong chest with its mat of brown hair.
“You pumping water out of the well or something?” he teased.
“It’s Ruby,” I said, some of my anxiety leaking into my voice.
His eyes sharpened. “What’s wrong?”
“I think she’s sick or something. I don’t know. She’s fussy and restless and she feels too warm.”
“Okay,” he said, approaching me. “It’s okay. Don’t panic.”
“I don’t know what to do. Should we take her to the ER? It’s too early for the urgent care clinic.”
“Do you have a thermometer?”
“Yes, but I’m not sure where.” I racked my brain, trying to remember where it had gone after the move. I didn’t remember seeing it, which might mean that Joyride had unpacked whichever box it was in. “I can check the bathroom.”
“Okay, go do that. I’ll go take a look at her, just to see if I can figure out what’s going on.”
“Thank you, Tex. I don’t know how I’d do this without you.”
“And now you don’t ever have to find out.” He placed a light kiss on my lips.
I went into the bathroom and opened drawers, pawing through flossers, spare razors, Q-tips, and other odds and ends. No sign of a dang thermometer, though.
I yanked open the medicine cabinet above the sink. Bottles of Tylenol, Tums, vitamins, and cough medicine sat in neat rows. A tube of toothpaste was on the bottom, tilted forward a bit. I straightened it, and a plastic thermometer tumbled out from behind it.
“Finally!” I grabbed it up and headed for Ruby’s room.
Tex was holding Ruby, jiggling her gently as he paced the room, speaking softly. The glass on the dresser was empty, so at least he’d gotten the drink he needed.
“I found the thermometer.”
He nodded. “Okay. I can tell she has a low fever at least, just from touch.”
I handed him the thermometer, and he tucked it into her armpit.
“You don’t put it in her mouth?”
He shook his head. “She would probably spit it out. This will give us an okay reading. My sister does it all the time with her littlest ones.”
“Okay.” I shifted nervously while we waited. “What could be wrong, though? She played outside with Joyride the other day. It was nice weather. Did I not dress her warmly enough? Or is it bad to have her around so many people? Maybe she got germs from the swing set or the slide or—”
“Hey.” Tex walked up, Ruby still in his arms, and kissed my forehead. “It’s okay. It’s nothing you did wrong.”