Free Their Reason by Jessie G Page B

went through that slender body, he leaned in close and promised, “You standing in front of this window is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen and I’m going to make love to you right here.”
    Without a word, Red nodded and widened his stance. Every measure of perfection he’d previously had was insufficient for the vision of Red spread and waiting like that. Bull knelt behind him, gripped the top of his thighs and nuzzled beneath his balls. Red whimpered and pushed back demandingly, and Bull was happy to give him what he needed. He lapped up, licking and probing that tight hole, using his tongue and fingers to drive Red out of his mind. “Jon…fuck…please, please…stop teasing and fuck me, damn it!”
    Bull rose on shaky legs, barely remembering the lube, and then he was sliding deep. He leaned over Red’s body and nuzzled his ear. “Is this what you want, Ian?”
    “Uh huh.” Red twisted his head enough for a sloppy kiss, then dropped his head between his arms and arched his back invitingly. Bull eased back, relishing the slow slide, the silky tightness, and the low moan Red treated him to. Having proved to himself that he could be slow, could be gentle, he gripped Red’s hips and gave them what they both wanted. A fast, hard, window-rattling ride toward a mind-altering orgasm.
    Bull wrapped an arm around Red, urging him up until they were chest to back. Red dropped his head back on Bull’s shoulder and reached back to hold on. “Is this creative enough?”
    Red’s surprised laugh vibrated through him and Bull nearly came from that alone. “I could definitely be persuaded to do this again.”
    Bull grunted in agreement and slammed his mouth over Red’s, thrusting his tongue deep in time with his cock. Then he reached down, wrapped his hand around Red’s cock, and stroked once. Red’s whole body shuddered in his arms, his scream getting lost in their kiss, and Bull had no choice but to follow.
    When the blood reached his brain again, Red was boneless against him. He cradled him close and carried him into the opulent bathroom. Red snuggled in his arms under the warm spray and sighed when Bull began to wash him. “Now it’s a honeymoon.”
    Bull laughed and hugged him tight. If someone had told him he’d find the love of his life standing on the side of the road, he’d have laughed in their face. A year later and a ring on his finger, he still couldn’t believe that he’d found someone like Red. Someone who accepted him unconditionally, who loved him wholeheartedly, and who matched him on every level. Fate, mates, love at first sight, and all those other sappy tag lines described them perfectly and he would never take it for granted. Never take Red for granted.
    “Thank you, Ian.” There were so many things he wanted to say, but that summed it up perfectly. He was so very grateful for Ian Jones Connor.
    Red looked at him in confusion. “For what?”
    “For loving me.” It was really that simple and that complicated.
    “We were meant to be, Jon.” Red leaned in and took a gentle kiss. “Loving you is as natural as breathing. You are truly a part of me and everything I am today is because you saw me, loved me, and believed in me.”
    No, he wouldn’t have believed it a year ago, and now he had to wonder how he survived so long without Ian in his life.
     

Chapter 11
    It’s time to lighten the load
    They finally left the hotel two days later. Yesterday afternoon Bull had gone down to the concierge, but he refused to divulge whatever plans he made. Then this morning, after hitting up the breakfast buffet in the hotel, Bull hustled him out to the car and made him close his eyes while he entered their destination in the GPS. Red tried to appear disgruntled and peppered Bull with questions, but he loved Bull’s surprises and his husband knew it.
    Once they left Limerick behind, he was so blown away by the scenery that they had to pull over several times so he could take pictures. Bull just