Page 65 of The CEO and the Mountain Man

Clark pressed his forehead against mine, nodding, still stroking us. I’d half a mind to let him keep going. Maybe he could tease another out of me.

“Dad!”

Clark groaned, still stroking.

“Dad! I see your light on!”

“I wouldn’t come in here if I were you,” he called back.

“Are you in there with Beau?”

“Maybe,” I answered, my voice gravely. I grimaced and looked at Clark. “Sorry, I probably shouldn’t have done that.”

Clark, however, was laughing his ass off. And still stroking us.

“He’s gotta learn.”

Ah, geez.

“I’m scarred for life,” River said, tapping at the door with his stick.

“Then don’t look in the bathroom trash,” Clark retorted.

“I regret not sleeping in.”

“I don’t,” I sing-songed.

With that, River stomped away. The door to his bedroom opened, then slammed shut.

Dramatic.

“Can’t believe you did that,” I said, my breath catching.

Clark touched the fingertips of his non-stroking hand to his narrow chest. “I’m supposed to be here.You’rethe interloper.”

I looked down at his hand, which was still going. “Funny you should say that, considering what you’re doing to me right now.”

Clark went thoughtful, a completely put-on expression. “And what am I doing?”

Instead of calling him out, I pressed my forehead to his shoulder, letting the slick sounds of his stroking fill my ears.

“Do you want to come, or do you want me to give you just enough to make you want to come back tonight?”

“I’m coming back tonight, regardless.”

“Good answer.” Clark tightened his hold, rolling his hips so that we were bumping and sliding against each other in the hot grip of his hand.

“Maybe tonight I can eat your ass,” he whispered, touching his nose to mine. “Put my tongue in your asshole while I stroke you off.”

That was all I needed to hear. I bit down on my tongue as I came, whimpering. He pressed his face between my pecs, muffling his happy noises.

“You are the worst,” I whispered.

“Mmhmm.”

Finally getting out of bed, Clark checked the bathroom, making sure I could clean up without terrorizing his son. Well, not further terrorizing his son.

Afterward, we kissed until both of us had beard burn, and I was still playing grab ass as we made our way to the front door.