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out nearly made Boone come right then and there. He brought his
finger to his mouth and sucked the juices off, groaning when Nix's
sweet flavor flooded his mouth.
Boone was pretty sure that if he didn't get his dick inside of Nix in
the next ten seconds, he was going to come all over the floor. He was
that close. Boone grabbed Nix again, this time, pulling her hips to the
edge of the bench seat. He quickly unzipped his jeans and pushed
them down his hips before scooting forward to kneel between Nix's
thighs.
Boone watched as the head of his cock slid through Nix's nether
regions. The wetness of her pussy made it easy for him to glide along
her swollen flesh. He pushed his hips forward just enough so that the
head of his cock pressed into Nix, then pulled out. Just that amount of
contact with Nix's body had him panting in moments.
"Boone," Nix moaned as she reached out for him. Boone lifted
Nix's legs over his shoulders and gripped her hips tightly in his hands.
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He leaned over Nix and claimed her lips at the same time he thrust his
hard cock into her tight silk, claiming her body as well.
Nix's arms wrapped around Boone's head, and her fingers dug into
his hair. Her hunger seemed wild and out of control. Boone gloried in
the small whimpers that came from Nix's throat. They grew louder
with each thrust of Boone's hips.
Boone wanted more control, more friction. He let Nix's legs drop
from his shoulders and guided them around his waist. Holding her
around the waist, he stood to his feet and took a couple of steps before
trapping Nix between him and the wall.
Holding Nix's ass cheeks in his hands, and pulling them slightly
apart to give himself deeper access, Boone began pounding into Nix's
welcoming grasp. The slick tightness of Nix's pussy as he thrust into
her made Boone's legs shake. His hands tightened on her ass cheeks
as he felt his orgasm looming.
"Nix, Nix," he murmured against her throat, "you feel so fucking
good, and I'm so close. Come with me, love. I want to feel your pussy
tighten around my cock."
Nix groaned. Her head fell back against the wall with a dull thud.
Boone lifted his head from her throat and watched her eyes flutter.
Her lips were pink and swollen from his kiss, and he loved it. It made
the canines in his mouth drop down and an ache to taste her blood fill
him.
Boone balanced Nix on one arm as he pounded into her, then
reached down between them to stroke his fingers over her swollen
clit. Nix's hands landed on Boone's shoulders. She used that to
leverage herself up as she started riding Boone as hard as she could.
Boone gently pinched Nix's clit with his fingers. At the same
moment, he leaned forward and sank his canines into the soft flesh of
her neck. Nix screamed. Wetness gushed over Boone's fingers, and
the inner muscles cradling his aching cock clamped down on him.
Boone groaned around the flesh in his mouth as he rammed up
into Nix one last time before his world exploded in bright sparks of
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color. He felt pulse after pulse of seed shoot from his cock and fill
Nix.
As his legs gave out and he dropped to the floor, cradling Nix
gently in his arms, Boone heard the bedroom door slam open. He had
just enough energy left to extract his teeth from Nix's neck and turn to
see Cort standing in the doorway, a thunderous look on his face.
"What the fuck?" Cort shouted. "I thought someone was dying in
here."
Nix giggled. "I'm pretty sure I did."
Boone rolled his eyes and gently pulled his cock free from Nix's
body. He was elated when she groaned in protest.
"I hate that part," she whispered as her deep blue eyes looked up
at him.
"What part?" Boone asked.
"The part where you have to leave me."
Boone chuckled. "You'd look pretty funny being carried around
on my dick all day long."
Nix shrugged. "You and Cort could take turns."
Before Boone could reply, Cort snorted. Boone glanced over at
him again, surprised to see the outrage on Cort's face and the way he
had his arms crossed over his chest as he glared at them.
"What?" Boone asked.
"I'm so glad I'm included in your little afternoon delight." Cort
gave them both one last look, then turned and stormed out of the
room, slamming the bedroom door behind him.
Boone groaned and dropped his head forward to rest on Nix's
chest. "I love the man, really I do, but there are times when I feel a
deep need to shove my foot up his ass."
"Do you ever feel like shoving something else up his ass?"
Boone's head snapped up. He looked down at Nix's smiling face,
strangely perturbed and aroused by her words at the same time. He
wasn't quite sure what to say to Nix. Cort was his best friend and the
one person he trusted more than anyone in the world.
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Feeling his cock start to harden against Nix's naked hip made
Boone's world summersault. He set Nix down on the floor and
quickly backed away from her to lean back against the side of the bed.
He wasn't aroused by the idea of fucking Cort. He couldn't be. He
was straight. He only fucked women. Right? Boone shook his head.
No, he wasn't going to go there. He wasn't going to start thinking
about fucking Cort's tight little ass. He just wasn't. It would open a
can of worms that Boone wasn't ready to deal with.
Boone jumped to his feet and grabbed for his jeans. He yanked
them up his legs as fast as he could. He zipped them up, then glanced
down at Nix. She simply arched an eyebrow at him. Boone shook his
finger at her.
"Don't& You don't know what& Just& just don't, okay?"
"Boone, it's nothing to be ashamed of," Nix said as she got to her
feet. "There is nothing wrong with wanting to be with Cort as much as
you want to be with me." Nix smirked and crossed her arms over her
chest. "I think it would be sexy as hell."
"You don't know what the fuck you're talking about," Boone
snapped. "Cort and I are just friends. We've never& Well, we just
haven't."
"There's always a first time."
"No, there's not," Boone said sharply. "I am not going to lose
Cort's friendship so you can get your jollies."
Boone gave Nix one last scathing glare, then turned and stormed
out of the room. He walked right down the hallway and out the front
door, ignoring everyone who called out to him. He couldn't talk right
now. He was afraid if he did, he'd start screaming.
Boone walked away from the house and headed down the hill
toward the small stream that ran along the edge of the trees. It was his
secret hideaway from the world, the place he went when he needed to
think. And he really needed to think.
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Nix's words had hit too close to home for Boone. She seemed to
root out his deepest, darkest secret with one simple sentence, a secret
he never shared with anyone on Earth, not even Cort, his best friend.
He didn't think of his need to be with Cort often. It wasn't
something he could share with anyone except himself. He just brought
his fantasy out when things got really tough for him and he needed
something to help hold it together.
There had only been a few occasions when he allowed himself
that particular fantasy, once, when he was stuck behind enemy lines,
shot in the leg, and had no hope for retrieval. Another time, when
Cort was shot and hung on to life by a thread, he brought out his little
dream and thought about it while he waited to see if the man would
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