Read Rough [02] - Roughhousing for Free Online Page A

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    Bram released James’ mouth, placing tiny, soft kisses on the edges of the puffy, wet lips. His eyes searched James’ moonbeam-shrouded expression, pleased by the look of sated exhaustion and boneless bliss that lay on his lover's face. Heaving his weight off James, Bram slowly pulled out of James’ body, helping to uncurl James’ pliant form.
    "Sit up, Jamie, and I'll help you find your pants.” Bram shifted, one hand exploring the floor of the cab under the steering wheel, trying to locate the lost items. He knew he had heard change and keys jingle out of pockets at some point in the lovemaking, but it hadn't been important then.
    James’ smile matched the sultry look in his eyes as he sighed, “Love to, but you forgot something.” A petulant but pointed tug on his restrained wrists drew Bram's gaze to the door handle.
    An unrepentant smile lit up Bram's face. “But you look so good that way.” Bram leaned down to hover over James’ pliant body, he held his weight off his smaller lover while gently taking James’ mouth in a soft, soulful, thorough kiss that left them both breathless and on the verge of a new arousal.
    While he worked over James’ lips, he worked off the bonds around the door handle. Once James was free, he tenderly rubbed at the chaffed skin, his fingertips tracing the indented band where James had yanked against the ties. He rubbed over a small patch of raw skin on one and James gasped into the kiss, his mouth capturing the needy moan that followed it.
    He ended the kiss and nuzzled the side of James’ neck to whisper in his ear. “Still like a bit of rough in your loving, don't you, baby?” He teased the spot again and James’ hips bucked involuntarily. “You look so nice and pretty when I have you tied down and spread. And you come so hard when I hold you down and shove my cock inside you. I like to remind you who you belong to, who owns your sweet ass."
    Bram nipped the side of James’ neck then soothed it with a wet lap of his tongue. “Who loves every single, sweaty...” He licked again. “...shy, delicious inch...” And again. “...of you?” He licked across James’ lips then dropped a quick, chaste, teasing kiss on them.
    "Jesus, Bram!” James moaned and pushed at Bram's chest, struggling to sit up as Bram obligingly sat back on his haunches giving a cramped James more room to move. “Say one more word and we're never getting into the house.” His voice was low and choked, heavy with lust and reborn desire, his tone saying everything he couldn't put into words for his lover just yet.
    James twisted his body, one hand groping blindly on the floor, the other stroking and pinching his stirring cock into temporary submission. Finding his pants, James surged up onto his knees and shoved himself chest-to-chest with his startled but grinning lover. He latched onto Bram's mouth and ravaged it, nearly choking Bram with his eager, questing tongue.
    Excited by the unusually demanding move on his shy lover's part, Bram wrapped his arms around James’ slender body and crushed the man to his chest. Taking control of the hungry kiss, he kneaded the bare ass under his palm, caressing the cleft between James’ cheeks.
    As James surrendered to his possessive embrace, Bram relaxed back on his hunches, readjusted his elbows to gain more maneuvering room, and the moment shattered as the blaring sound of the truck horn splintered the night air. Both men jumped and loosened their embrace. Bram smacked his head on the roof of the cab and his hip banged painfully into the unyielding steering wheel. James shifted back and one knee slid off the seat, forcing him to fumble for the dashboard to remain upright. Two doors down a dog began to bark, a high-pitched grating sound that made both men flinch. Several lights came on in the house next door.
    Glancing sheepishly at each other, they both burst out laughing. Bram released the door behind him and nearly fell out of the cab onto the