Riding Ryder by Raven McAllan Read Free Book Online

the one you come to for loving.” He wondered anxiously if that would be enough.
    “What about the sex, though? What will you say or feel if I come into our home, tired, smelling of sex, and say I’m too knackered to make love to you?”
    Ah, that was the bottom line. Logan took a deep breath. “You probably already know what I’m about to say, but I’m going to say it out loud, anyway. I will feel gutted and tell you to shower before you come home next time. Then I’ll take you by the hand into our shower, soap you all over, and rub myself all over you, so my essence is part of you. Then I’ll lovingly screw you, so it’s our love that lingers on you, on us, and satisfies you. And then, hopefully make myself come for you, for us.” He was silent for a moment. “Will I resent it? Of course I will. Will I retaliate? Of course I won’t. Will I try not to let the resentment fester and spoil what we have? I bloody well hope so. Will I help you? Yes, I will. Will I do my utmost to keep your work and us separate? Yup. Will I succeed?” He shrugged. “We’ll see. Am I horny as hell and want your sweet ass? Oh yes.”
    “Well the last one is easily dealt with.” Caleb stretched his body out on the bed and pushed the covers down to his waist. As he moved, Logan copied him, marveling at the lighter atmosphere now that they had talked. “I’m here. Over to you, and oh yeah, just like that.”
    “Bastard,” Logan said with no anger. “Knowing you know what I know, almost before I know, is weird. You know?”
    Caleb roared with laughter, his shoulders shaking. “Oh yes, I know. And the scarves are in the left-hand drawer. Condoms and gel are in the drawer below.”
    “Sometimes it’s handy you knowing,” Logan commented as he rummaged through the drawers, finding what he wanted. If this was his chance to show Caleb even one of the things he had to come back to after his work, then by God, he would show him. Their lovemaking, any which way, was going to be something not to be missed. Caleb made no comment. Logan could see by the look in his lover’s eyes that Caleb knew what he had thought. “Can you blank my mind off for a while, Cal?” he asked.
    Caleb grinned. “Yeah, you want me to, don’t you? Okay, give me a sec.” Logan watched as Caleb’s eyes went to a deep, almost black, shade. “Right. You’re tuned out. And I’m hard, horny, and excited to find out what we are going to do.”
    God, he was in the same state. This time it was all up to him. After moving to lie partially on top of Caleb, he nipped, then soothed each hard nipple in turn. Caleb’s rod was erect and ready, nestled between their bodies as they leaned against each other; his own cock was firm and eager to meet its opposite. Lips moved slowly down Caleb’s taut abdomen, his fingers fisted into the swirl of curls that covered his groin, angling toward his crotch. He tangled and teased the silky strands, drawing a moan of pleasure from Caleb.
    “Do you have a safe word, Cal?” The quick flare in Caleb’s eyes showed he understood what he was asking.
    “Do you?”
    “Surf.”
    “Then ‘surf’ it is.”
    “Sure? Will you remember? Or is that a stupid question?”
    “I’ll remember.”
    “So be it then.” Moving swiftly, he took Caleb’s hands and held them tight before using two silk scarves to tie first one and then the other to the elaborately carved holes in the wooden headboard. Perfectly placed; he suspected they were being used for the very purpose designated. The grin on Caleb’s face confirmed his suspicions.
    “I always wondered if this frame would be used in the manner it was meant for.”
    He grinned back. “Pity we can’t use the bottom as well; another time, maybe?”
    Caleb growled. “Oh, I’ve got a very good idea for that.”
    His smirk was silly, contagious. “Woo hoo! Look forward to it. Now, though, well, give me a sec. Stop and think about just how I’m going to let my cock take that sweet ass of