Krewe Daddy
the pines created a gorgeous color palette.
    Despite the beautiful surroundings, his gray mood didn't lift with the sun. An apology to Sapphire would be on his stuff-to-do list when he returned. He stabbed the ground with a stick, and scraped the dry grass away until he'd dug a hole the size of a cereal bowl. Brown-sugar-colored grass fronds became his next target. He found a longer stick to use as a weapon. The flexible branch made whipping sounds as he sheared off the top of every plant surrounding him.
    The horse whinnied, interrupting Drew's temper tantrum.
    Part of him wished he could get on a plane today and take care of the nastiness with Luis. He hated the out-of-sorts feelings he'd had since seeing him at Tanners.
    Lying flat on his back, Drew covered his eyes with his arm. He thought about his run-in with Blair last night, after he'd left Teak. It had been damn hard to turn down Blair's suggestion to spend the night together. Shit, with Blair's hands and lips all over him, Drew had been a half-second away from giving in. He knows exactly what I like.
    Approaching hoof beats made Drew turn on his side to see who was coming. Out of habit, he reached to his holster, except it wasn't there. No need for firepower on a photo shoot.
    The rider turned out to be Blair.

    Do I need a goddamn babysitter? Drew got to his feet, while brushing off the grass from his pants.
    Blair dismounted from the dappled red roan, then tied him next to the other horse to graze.
    Drew shaded his eyes with his hat. "What's up?"
    "I thought I'd join you. Kevin is working with Teak right now. Sapphire is in a tizzy. You should have said something to him before you left. He thinks you're going to get him fired."
    Drew rolled his eyes. Sometimes the man's drama is too much to take. "I'll talk to Sapphire when I get back. You still haven't really answered my question."
    "I was hoping you'd changed your mind, Drew. I've really been looking forward to seeing you and spending time together."
    They stood almost toe-to-toe. Blair's cologne was so familiar, a spicy musk that got even more sensual when he perspired. Many times, Drew enjoyed the scent on his own body and clothing, after they'd been together. Those hot reminders stirred his cock.
    Blair didn't wait for Drew to protest or agree. He pulled Drew into a hungry kiss.
    Drew's emotions burst like fireworks. He moaned into Blair's mouth, half protesting, half so fucking turned on he couldn't breathe properly.
    Blair worked his other hand into the top of Drew's jeans, fumbling with the button, moving fast.
    In the back of his lust-fogged mind, he knew Blair hoped to get him so excited he'd pass that point of no return without knowing it. But Drew wanted the escape that sex brought, too He enjoyed outdoor sex, and this was such a beautiful place. And Blair was a talented lover.
    The walls of resistance crumbled around Drew.
    Cool air .
    Blair had Drew's cock out. Slick with pre-cum, he was delivering a hand job with all the enthusiasm of a beer hawker at a ballgame.

    Breaking from the kiss, Drew rolled his head against his shoulders. The groan he'd been afraid to release slipped from his throat, deep, guttural. "Ah."
    On his knees now, Blair took Drew's dick in his hot mouth.
    The silky sensations of Blair's clever tongue and lips were Drew's undoing. He needed this release more than ever. Blair never wanted a long-term commitment; being fuck buddies was fine with him. Right now, friends with benefits status was okay with Drew, too.
    He ran his fingers through Blair's thick, wavy hair, helping to guide his head. An orgasm was building fast, but Drew didn't want things to end so quickly.
    "Stop. Wait."
    Blair talked with his mouth full. "No. Too far, need . . . this."
    Drew felt his muscles coil, wild flames of desire licked his groin, building intensity with each movement of Blair's mouth on him.
    "Do you have a condom? I want you." Drew ground out each word like he was in agony.
    Blair released Drew's

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