Chapter 20

"Want me to take care of that?" Bridger asked with a smirk fifteen minutes later as he hovered over his partner, glancing down at his cock.

Colter groaned quietly as he turned his head toward Summer. She had curled up on her side and fallen into a deep sleep.

She looked so peaceful for the first time since they'd found her. Had that only been last night?

She had her hands wrapped around Colter's forearm, hugging it between her breasts as if she could only be relaxed if she were holding on to one of them. They'd tucked a blanket around her, but Colter was mostly not covered by it.

Bridger lifted the elastic band of Colter's shorts to reveal his erection. It looked painfully hard.

Colter helped by elevating his hips a few inches so Bridger could pull the cotton down to his thighs. He looked toward Summer again. "Will she be horrified if she wakes up?" he whispered.

Bridger brought his lips to Colter's ear so he could keep his voice soft. "I don't think she'll mind if she sees us. I don't think she's had any negative exposure to men having sex. Plus, she's turned on every time we touch each other." He wrapped a palm around Colter's incredibly hard shaft.

Colter groaned again.

Bridger playfully bit his earlobe. "I can suck you off and make you see stars, but can you keep quiet?" He was dominating his partner more than he had since Summer had arrived.

Colter reached up, grabbed the back of Bridger's neck, and brought his mouth down for a hard kiss. When he relaxed his grip, he murmured, "I'll stay quiet. Suck me."

Bridger's own cock jumped at the subtle way his partner reassumed control. He found he liked this new dynamic more and more by the hour. "You going to dominate me all the time now?" he asked, or maybe taunted.

Colter narrowed his gaze. "I'm going to take you back into the closet, bend you over the stool, and fuck your hot ass if you don't put your lips on my dick in about two seconds."

Bridger shuddered as he moved down to bring his mouth to Colter's shaft. Keeping one hand on the base of his enormous girth, he lowered his mouth over the tip as far as he could.

Colter's breath hitched, but he must have found the will to control his noises because he didn't moan. However, he did lift his hips, asking for more. When he set his hand on the back of Bridger's head and applied slight pressure, Bridger doubled his efforts. God, he loved this man and every one of his dominating ways.

Why hadn't they brought this D/s to the bedroom more often? Why had they mostly left it at the club?

As he sucked, he knew the answer. As much as they loved each other and as happy as they'd been for ten long years, they'd been missing something neither of them had voiced.

She was here now. Would she stay?