Chase the Stars (Lang Downs 2 ) by Ariel Tachna Read Free Book Online Page B

since we left to go hire the new hands.”
“We can fix that,” Macklin offered, pulling his shirt off and advancing on Caine.
“Oh, n-no,” Caine said, backing away. “Not until you tell me about how you came to Lang Downs.”
“I already told you,” Macklin said. “I ran away from home and Michael took me in.”
“N-not g-good enough,” Caine replied.
“I think it is,” Macklin said, catching Caine’s arm. “You’re already stuttering. You know how that turns me on.”
Caine rolled his eyes even as Macklin leaned in to kiss him. He still hated to stutter, but given he only stuttered rarely these days unless Macklin was making love to him and given Macklin’s clear pleasure in Caine’s reaction to him, he’d stopped fighting it. He wouldn’t win anyway. He returned the kiss eagerly, determined to lull Macklin into relaxing before trying again to find out what he wanted to know.
He bided his time as Macklin stripped him to the waist, giving in to his lover’s dominant side because it felt too good not to. When Macklin pushed him toward the bed and started undoing his own jeans, Caine shook his head, shoving Macklin’s hands out of the way so he could bare his lover himself. Macklin looked like he might protest, so Caine pulled out the big guns, dropping to his knees and nuzzling Macklin’s erection through the cloth of his underwear.
“W-want t-t-to b-blow—” Caine got out with difficulty.
“Be my guest,” Macklin said with a grin, settling back on the bed and spreading his legs.
Caine scowled up at him for the interruption. He hadn’t finished his sentence, but he had what he wanted, Macklin sprawled on his back across their bed, waiting for Caine to make love to him, so he didn’t bother complaining. He simply tugged at Macklin’s pants and underwear until he had his lover completely naked. Kneeling between Macklin’s feet, he kissed the inside of Macklin’s knee, licking his way slowly up one hair-dusted thigh toward his ultimate goal: Macklin’s cooperation.
Working his way higher, he nuzzled Macklin’s balls, letting the hint of whiskers from the day add the slightest bite to the softer touch of his lips and tongue. Macklin gasped, making Caine smile as he lifted his head. “T-t-tell me the s-story.”
“Bloody hell, pup,” Macklin roared, his fingers pushing on Caine’s head. “Finish what you started.”
“Only if you t-tell me the story,” Caine insisted. “After if you w-want, but you have to t-tell me.”
Macklin looked so troubled that Caine almost relented, but he doubted he’d get another chance at this. The entire situation had Macklin ill at ease, and Caine needed to know why.
“After,” Macklin said finally.
Caine didn’t question Macklin’s promise. His lover was a man of his word. Now he had to remind Macklin he wasn’t telling this story to a stranger, but to his partner, the man who loved him and intended to spend the rest of his life supporting him. He lowered his head again, licking the musky skin of Macklin’s perineum. Macklin might not be comfortable letting Caine top yet, but he’d taken to rimming like a duck to water, and Caine intended to use that to his advantage.
Macklin lifted his legs, making it easier for Caine to reach his target. He didn’t immediately dive between the spread cheeks, though. He wanted to linger, to make Macklin so eager he’d accept not only the rimming but anything else Caine felt like doing to him. As hard as the thought of driving into Macklin’s tight heat made Caine, he knew that wouldn’t happen tonight, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t introduce his lover to other delights.
Peeking up at Macklin’s face and seeing his lover’s eyes closed, Caine sucked on his index finger, wetting it thoroughly before licking Macklin’s entrance. Macklin gasped again and squirmed, his delight in Caine’s attentions obvious in every line of his body. Caine smiled and continued what he was doing, using everything he knew