Free The O'Brien Way by Carol Lynne Page A

they needed to get back downstairs. Sean’s willingness to take time out of their work schedule spoke volumes as far as Moby was concerned.
    Sean fingered Moby’s hole for a few short moments before pressing the head of his cock to the opening. “Tell me if it’s too much too soon.”
    “Just do it already,” Moby answered impatiently.
    Despite his taunt, Sean took his time easing his way inside Moby. “Christ!” Moby howled at the burn of intrusion. When Sean paused and started to pull out, Moby slammed his hand against the wall. “Don’t you dare. Just fuck me.”
    In one powerful thrust, Sean buried his cock as deep as it would go. “I don’t take orders well,” Sean said, slapping Moby’s ass.
    Moby moaned at the sting. “And I don’t like to be teased,” he fired back.
    “Fine, then you’d better hold on.” Sean grabbed Moby’s hips. He withdrew his cock before slamming it back in to the hilt. “Fuck, you feel good.”
    “Uh huh,” Moby managed to get out as Sean repeated the action, harder than before.
    “I dreamt of you. In my mind, you slept with me, showered with me and shared your life with me.” Sean babbled as he continued to fuck Moby harder and faster than ever before.
    Moby wondered if Sean realised what he was divulging. He kept his mouth shut and willed his shaking legs to hold him. When one of Sean’s hands wrapped around Moby’s cock, he knew he was lost.
    “This is mine,” Sean growled, pumping Moby’s dick. “As long as you agree to be with me, no sharing, not even a little.”
    “No,” Moby agreed, wiping his forehead on his arm. “Nobody else,” he panted. Soon his mind shut down and his body’s needs took over. Moby began pushing back, impaling himself on Sean’s thick cock.
    It was Sean’s thumb pressing against the slit on Moby’s cockhead that hurled him over the edge. There was no thought, no apprehension, just pure animal instinct as he shot his seed onto the floor at his feet.
    The intensity of his release threatened to turn his legs to jelly. Thankfully Sean’s strong forearm was there to curl around Moby’s waist and hold him up.
    “Stay with me,” Sean gasped as he delivered a quick succession of thrusts. The final jerk of Sean’s hips lifted Moby’s feet from the ground.
    Afraid of meeting the wall with his face, Moby leant back against Sean and grabbed his lover behind the neck. The two men crumpled to the floor with Sean still buried inside Moby.
    Moby was the first to recover, his gaze seeking out the watch on Sean’s wrist. He was surprised to find only seventeen minutes had elapsed since arriving at O’Brien’s. It seemed even a quickie with Sean left a lasting impression.
     
    * * * *
     
    On break, Moby ducked into the kitchen for a word with Jay. “So, you and Erico are for sure coming to Sean’s party, right?”
    Jay closed the walk-in freezer and locked the door. “Wouldn’t miss it, although Erico made a good suggestion. He thinks you should have it at The Canoe. That way, not only will Sean be completely surprised, but he won’t feel obligated to clean up the mess afterwards.”
    It only took a second for Moby to mull over the offer. “I’d appreciate that. Should I call Erico and officially ask him?”
    “ Naw . I’ll seal the deal when I get home tonight,” Jay said with a wink.
    “Thanks.” Moby tapped his finger on the counter. “I called his dad.”
    Jay stopped walking and turned to face Moby. “You did what?”
    Moby nodded. “I’m hoping it wasn’t the dumbest thing I’ve ever done, but I thought it was important to let Devlin know that Sean had people here who care about him. From what I understand, the O’Brien family never celebrated Sean’s birthday or Christmas. I want Sean to have both this year whether his dad comes or not.”
    “What did Devlin say?” Jay asked.
    “He said he’d see what he could do, but he didn’t come off as overly excited by the prospect of travelling to
Wyoming
.” Moby