fall.
“Nice, isn’t it?” Gray said, wrapping his arms around Ram from behind.
“Gorgeous.” Ram grabbed Gray’s hand as it headed down to his cock and pulled him towards the small front porch. “Show me the bed.”
Gray dug a set of keys out of his pocket and unlocked the deadbolt.
“Get a lot of burglars up here?” Ram asked, his hands roaming Gray’s back and ass.
Gray shrugged. “I told you, this is my place.” He pushed the door open and turned on a small floor lamp.
Ram’s first look at the interior of the cabin surprised him. The main house was furnished with practical leather furniture suitable for the dirt and sweat that came with ranch life, but Gray’s hideaway was completely different. From the soft chenille overstuffed couch to the quirky chandelier made of repurposed wine bottles, the cabin held treasures that were obviously important to Gray. “Yeah, this is definitely your place.”
Sex forgotten for the moment, Ram studied a painting mounted above the river rock fireplace. It was a watercolour portrait of the cabin. The fall leaves Ram had glimpsed earlier were depicted in perfect harmony with a newer version of the cabin. “Who did this?”
Gray stared at the painting and smiled. “Grandpa Conner. There are several more throughout the cabin. I found them here after his death.” Gray shook his head. “It seems he used this place for his secret passion as well. As far as I know, no one else knew he had such a gift within him.”
What was it about the Conner men that led them to hide the best parts of themselves from the outside world? Looking at the painting, Ram wished he’d known Gray’s grandfather. He realised what a gift Gray had given him by bringing him to the secret world he obviously loved. Now he understood why Georgia’s intrusion had upset Gray as much as it obviously had. Ram turned and pulled Gray into his arms. “Thanks for bringing me here.”
Gray covered Ram’s mouth with his own. The kiss was more than tongue play to Ram. It was the true beginning of what he hoped would be a lasting partnership. He’d had plenty of sex but he’d never felt connected. It might have been the intimacy of the cabin, but Ram thought it went beyond their location. Understanding dawned as the kiss deepened. He truly cared about Gray.
Suddenly kissing wasn’t enough. Ram needed more of Gray than he’d ever wanted before. He broke the kiss and reached down to unbuckle his belt. The bed was across the room, begging for attention, and Ram’s body yearned to roll naked in the sheets with Gray.
Buckle out of the way, Ram unbuttoned before lowering the zipper on his jeans. He watched as Gray mirrored his actions, their knuckles brushing more than once as they stripped out of their boots and clothes without moving away from each other.
Although it was close, Gray was the first to get naked. He went to his knees and swiped the pierced head of Ram’s cock with his tongue. “Mmm.”
While his brain still worked, Ram dug into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out the lube and a single foil packet. He hoped they could do without the condom, but he wanted Gray to make the decision.
In the process of tonguing the silver Prince Albert, Gray stared up at Ram for several moments before knocking the condom to the floor. “Don’t need it. You’ve shown me your test results, and I’ve shown you mine.”
Those simple words spurred Ram into action. Although he loved the feel of Gray’s mouth on his cock, there were other things he wanted to get to before they were interrupted again. He reached down and pulled Gray to his feet. “Let’s go to bed.”
The light from the lamp beside the front door cast a soft glow on the bedroom niche carved out of the cabin. Because fall was upon them and they hadn’t bothered with a fire, the cabin was too cool to strip the covers from the bed. Ram slid between the sheets and waited anxiously for Gray to join him.
Naked, Gray took the time to lock