to land on his butt. As he continued, he easily ran his fingers up and down the crack of Oggie’s ass. “We’re also going to need a way to get everyone from the airport to the ranch.”
Oggie lifted his leg and rested his foot on the bed, hoping to feel Drake’s thick fingers inside him. He was on the verge of begging when Drake removed his hand, spit on his fingers and returned them to press against Oggie’s hole. “Call Nate. Tell him you’re needed in DC to help in the transfer of kids. Ask him to come and watch over the ranch and get it ready.”
Oggie swallowed a moan as a long finger was inserted into his hole. He moved his hips, fucking himself on the delicious intrusion. “Why don’t you just fuck me before you go?”
Drake licked Oggie’s lips with the tip of his tongue before delving in for a deep kiss. He used his free hand to unzip his jeans and push his underwear down far enough to release his erection.
Breaking the kiss, Oggie grinned. “Is that a yes?”
“Where’s the stuff?”
Oggie’s legs felt rubbery as he moved to the bedside table. He withdrew lube and a condom and handed them to Drake before kneeling on the edge of the bed. Shamelessly, he tucked his legs under him and rested his upper body against the mattress. “Fuck me.”
Drake didn’t waste time and soon an empty condom wrapper landed beside Oggie on the bed. He dripped lube down the crack of Oggie’s ass and poised the head of his cock at Oggie’s hole. “Promise that I can stay the night once I get back from DC.”
Oggie’s eyes closed at the request. “As far as I’m concerned, you can stay every night.”
Drake thrust forward, driving his cock several inches inside Oggie. The grip he had on Oggie’s hips was almost brutal, letting Oggie know he wasn’t the only one riding the edge.
“Yeah, all the way in,” Oggie encouraged. “Make me feel it.”
“Relax,” Drake said moments before he surged in to the hilt.
Oggie lost his breath for a few seconds as his body fought hard to adjust to the invasion. It was the sweet burn that he’d been needing. “Fuck, yeah, that’s it…oh, fuck,” he rambled.
Drake moved his cock in and out of Oggie’s hole, grunting with each forward thrust. “So good,” he whispered, barely loud enough for Oggie to hear.
Oggie had a strong feeling that sex with Drake would never be anything but fantastic. He thought of the pilot who had also enjoyed Drake’s cock and scowled, suddenly feeling incredibly territorial. “Stay away from Stony,” he growled, pushing back.
“He’s not even a thought in my head,” Drake answered between thrusts.
“Good.”
Although Drake was standing, he leant over and covered the top half of Oggie’s body with his own. “I have feelings for you,” he whispered in Oggie’s ear, fucking him even harder.
It was the closest thing to a declaration of love Oggie had ever received. The emotions the statement evoked combined with the physical pleasure to catapult him over the edge. His orgasm overtook him before he could shout a warning. Holy fuck, he hadn’t even touched his cock—that was definitely a first.
Drake cried out when the muscles of Oggie’s ass clamped around his cock. “Fuuucck!”
Oggie felt Drake’s body jerk several times with the intensity of his own climax. It may have been a quick fuck, but damn, it had been a good one.
“Make sure you pack a suitcase before you come back tomorrow night.” Oggie held his breath, wondering if it had come off too pushy or needy.
“Mmm hmm,” Drake mumbled.
Oggie smiled, feeling lighter and happier than he’d been in years, maybe ever. It wasn’t exactly the relationship he’d always hoped for, but it was a start.
Chapter Seven
As soon as Drake had everyone on the plane, he stuck his head in the cockpit. “We’re all accounted for. How’s the weather holding up at home?”
“Not good, but the ground crew promised to get the runway clear,” Stony replied. He glanced back at Drake. “It’s
Oggie lifted his leg and rested his foot on the bed, hoping to feel Drake’s thick fingers inside him. He was on the verge of begging when Drake removed his hand, spit on his fingers and returned them to press against Oggie’s hole. “Call Nate. Tell him you’re needed in DC to help in the transfer of kids. Ask him to come and watch over the ranch and get it ready.”
Oggie swallowed a moan as a long finger was inserted into his hole. He moved his hips, fucking himself on the delicious intrusion. “Why don’t you just fuck me before you go?”
Drake licked Oggie’s lips with the tip of his tongue before delving in for a deep kiss. He used his free hand to unzip his jeans and push his underwear down far enough to release his erection.
Breaking the kiss, Oggie grinned. “Is that a yes?”
“Where’s the stuff?”
Oggie’s legs felt rubbery as he moved to the bedside table. He withdrew lube and a condom and handed them to Drake before kneeling on the edge of the bed. Shamelessly, he tucked his legs under him and rested his upper body against the mattress. “Fuck me.”
Drake didn’t waste time and soon an empty condom wrapper landed beside Oggie on the bed. He dripped lube down the crack of Oggie’s ass and poised the head of his cock at Oggie’s hole. “Promise that I can stay the night once I get back from DC.”
Oggie’s eyes closed at the request. “As far as I’m concerned, you can stay every night.”
Drake thrust forward, driving his cock several inches inside Oggie. The grip he had on Oggie’s hips was almost brutal, letting Oggie know he wasn’t the only one riding the edge.
“Yeah, all the way in,” Oggie encouraged. “Make me feel it.”
“Relax,” Drake said moments before he surged in to the hilt.
Oggie lost his breath for a few seconds as his body fought hard to adjust to the invasion. It was the sweet burn that he’d been needing. “Fuck, yeah, that’s it…oh, fuck,” he rambled.
Drake moved his cock in and out of Oggie’s hole, grunting with each forward thrust. “So good,” he whispered, barely loud enough for Oggie to hear.
Oggie had a strong feeling that sex with Drake would never be anything but fantastic. He thought of the pilot who had also enjoyed Drake’s cock and scowled, suddenly feeling incredibly territorial. “Stay away from Stony,” he growled, pushing back.
“He’s not even a thought in my head,” Drake answered between thrusts.
“Good.”
Although Drake was standing, he leant over and covered the top half of Oggie’s body with his own. “I have feelings for you,” he whispered in Oggie’s ear, fucking him even harder.
It was the closest thing to a declaration of love Oggie had ever received. The emotions the statement evoked combined with the physical pleasure to catapult him over the edge. His orgasm overtook him before he could shout a warning. Holy fuck, he hadn’t even touched his cock—that was definitely a first.
Drake cried out when the muscles of Oggie’s ass clamped around his cock. “Fuuucck!”
Oggie felt Drake’s body jerk several times with the intensity of his own climax. It may have been a quick fuck, but damn, it had been a good one.
“Make sure you pack a suitcase before you come back tomorrow night.” Oggie held his breath, wondering if it had come off too pushy or needy.
“Mmm hmm,” Drake mumbled.
Oggie smiled, feeling lighter and happier than he’d been in years, maybe ever. It wasn’t exactly the relationship he’d always hoped for, but it was a start.
Chapter Seven
As soon as Drake had everyone on the plane, he stuck his head in the cockpit. “We’re all accounted for. How’s the weather holding up at home?”
“Not good, but the ground crew promised to get the runway clear,” Stony replied. He glanced back at Drake. “It’s
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