Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 132962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
“No, but I’m pretty sure I’d like to be the next guy you date,” Mitch growled, rolling them over to where he ended up on top of Cody. He settled between his legs, adjusted his cock so it nestled beside Cody’s as he stared down at the cowboy. “I mean, I’m absolutely sure I want that spot.”
Cody just looked up at him with the most beautiful expression on his face, one that made Mitch shiver. He rose again, tenting the covers over them and anchored up on his elbows, holding Cody’s head in place. “What do you think?”
“I think I wasn’t expecting that. And Louisiana’s a long way away from Austin, Texas.”
“I can be anywhere, just about any time. I catch flights like most people catch cabs,” Mitch said and arched his hips, pushing himself against Cody’s belly, angling himself so his and Cody’s dicks got a sensual rub.
“All right,” Cody finally said, and a throaty moan escaped his lips as his eyes fluttered closed. “Damn, I already need to come again. Shit, the things you do to me.”
“So I’ve got the spot?” Mitch reached out of the blankets to grab the lube and condoms, but changed his mind. He hadn’t finished giving Cody one of his mind-altering, down his throat blow-jobs. He’d been saving that for in the morning. A parting gift, but now seemed a better time. “Say it, Cody, and I’ll suck your dick.”
Why was he pressing this? He’d already gotten a basic yes, because really ‘all right’ could be a solid yes. Mitch leaned down and licked then gently bit at the pebble of Cody’s nipple. He swirled his tongue around the erect nub and slid his hand lower, grabbing both their cocks in his fist. Cody moaned and Mitch kind of lost his mind right there along with Cody. Cody writhed beneath him, all those thick muscles flexing against his. Mitch gave a few good pumps then released his own cock and concentrated only on Cody. “Say it, cowboy…tell me we’re dating.”
“We’re dating.” Cody gasped.
Mitch kissed a trail down Cody’s flat stomach, stroking him with purpose. He took Cody deep down his throat in the first try, and a string of curse words tore free from Cody’s lips. Mitch could feel Cody lift his head and adjust the blankets to watch him. The look in Cody’s eyes gripped his heart. He was so lost to the moment, so lost to this man.
Chapter 29
“I’m glad I came.” Cody looked over at Mitch. The weather was mild today. He’d been told at breakfast this was an unusual occurrence for this time of year. The sun was out, the temperature warm, and he strolled hand in hand with Mitch through the parking garage toward the airport. The sun was so bright he still squinted behind his Ray Bans.
“I haven’t ever been here before. It’s nice. Everybody’s very open here,” Cody said. He wished he could feel as supported in Texas.
“Yeah, I think this area was one of the first to legalize gay marriage,” Mitch said. He easily kept pace with Cody, stride for stride. Cody found he liked those types of things about Mitch; they were perfectly matched in so many ways.
“In my part of the world, they’re gonna have to be forced to treat us equal. They won’t do it on their own,” Cody said, stepping through the door Mitch held for him and smiling as he passed him by. Mitch had kept that routine for the entire weekend. Now that Cody knew how much Mitch tried to please him, those little acts made him feel special.
“Check-in’s over here.” Mitch pointed toward a row of ticket counters. It took a second for Cody’s eyes to adjust to the interior lighting. He followed along behind Mitch as they approached the desk. As Cody went through the procedures of getting his boarding pass, Mitch stayed close by, kind of anchored against the counter, just watching everything that happened, but not saying much.
When he finished, Mitch guided him down to TSA security, the line was long and Mitch waited with him. “I wish you would stay,” Mitch said, the familiar refrain that started earlier today. Mitch wanted him to stay the week. Finish his vacation out with him in DC.
“I want to too, but I can’t. Thank you for flying me out.” Cody hoped to change the subject. He’d considered staying. Truth was that he didn’t have anything really going on, but in his mind, staying only showed that he was needy somehow. He’d declined Mitch’s offer even though Mitch was hell bent on trying to keep him there.
“You’re changing the subject,” Mitch said.
“And you don’t take no for an answer very well,” he replied.
“True, but if I had, you wouldn’t be standing here,” Mitch shot back. “We’re getting to the front of the line. If you get on the other side and decide you can’t live without me this week, I’ll be here, waiting.”
“I’ll be fine. I’m a big boy.”
“Yes, you are.” Mitch grinned broadly and winked at him.
“You know what I mean. I’ll be okay.” Cody laughed him off, trying to mentally distance himself. He wanted so badly to tell Mitch he’d changed his mind, that he wanted to spend the rest of his vacation right here with Mitch. But the few extra days would only make saying goodbye so much harder. Mitch was right, the line went quickly, and they were at the front as he moved to the security desk.
“But I might not be,” Mitch said quietly. Cody looked over his shoulder, surprised at the words. The man was so open with his feelings. He didn’t hide anything. He was just completely comfortable with who he was and what he wanted. After a second of Cody just staring, Mitch pushed his sunglasses up on his head and smiled that dimpled smile. God, he had it bad for this guy.
“Sir, we’re waiting. If you aren’t ready, please step aside,” the security guard said to Cody.
“I’m ready,” Cody said and showed his identification along with his boarding pass. A second later, he was nodded through.