He came back in and opened a beer for Jack, then met him on the front porch. “Everyone all tucked in?”
“They’re tickled to be home, that’s for sure. Mercy and Grace were happy to see me too.” Jack took his beer but stole a hard kiss before he even took a single drink.
“All of your babies, all in one place.” He wanted more of those kisses and looped an arm around Jack’s neck. “Maybe we should trade off driving next time so you can relax.”
“Sounds good. I didn’t know you could drive a trailer, but I’m in.” Jack bent for another kiss, then another.
He had no idea how to drive a trailer, and he really didn’t care right now. He pressed against Jack, wanting to get lost in those kisses and loving how focused Jack was on him.
“You ever been fucked under the stars, darlin’?” Jack bit his bottom lip, just a little hard.
“No. Would you?” Out in the open, not worrying about anyone seeing or hearing… he was all over that.
“I would. I will. No one’s going to bother us, and I don’t care who sees.” Jack cupped his cock, then worked his fly open.
“Fuck, yes.” His prick filled so fast he couldn’t have stopped the moan if he wanted to. He found a ledge to set his beer on and grabbed at Jack’s jeans, fingers fumbling and finding it hard to concentrate.
“Let me grab some oil.” They might have given up condoms, but his man was worth better than some spit-slick.
“Uh-huh.” He grabbed his beer while he waited and took another sip, then set it down and looked up at the stars. “Fucking amazing.”
The solid thunk of Jack’s bootheels announced his return, and the slick touch of callused fingers brought Hudson to his toes.
Jesus, Jack wasn’t kidding around. “Glad you’re back.” He found something to brace his hands on—the railing, one tall post—and pushed back to meet that touch. “I was just looking at the stars.”
“Keep looking. I’m going to fuck you, send you to the fucking moon. I never wanted no one like you, darlin’.” Jack’s fingers stroked him deep, the touch enough to make his eyes cross.
“Fuck, Jack. So good.” He dropped a hand to his own cock and squeezed a little, arching harder, begging for more. “Want you.”
“You got me. No worries. I won’t leave you hanging.” Jack curled his fingers, pegging his gland.
He cried out as electricity shot through his limbs, the sound somehow exponentially louder outdoors. “Holy shit. Please, baby.”
“Oh, right there?” Jack moaned low in his ear and repeated the touch.
“Yes… yes!” He tossed his head back and made a needy sound, and he didn’t care who heard him. His palms were sweaty, and his hand slipped on the post, fingers scrabbling for a better grip.
“So fucking pretty,” Jack growled. “Need you so bad.”
“Yeah? Then quit fingering my button and give me your cock, asshole.” He rocked back hard, giving Jack a little shove.
“Oh, ho! Listen to you.” Jack didn’t hurry, his asshole lover making him wait.
Jack wasn’t, obviously. Hudson was going to go insane. His knees felt weak. “Baby…”
“Yeah.” Jack’s fingers disappeared, and then the long, slow push into him made him gasp and twist.
“Oh, fuck yes.” That was what the doctor ordered. “Need you. Need this.”
“Yeah. Need.” Jack didn’t make him wait much longer, instead he just pushed and filled and stretched and fucked him.
He curled an arm around the post to steady himself and rolled his hips, taking as much of Jack as he could. “More, baby.”
“Every inch. I want to hear you. Want you to remember this forever.”
“Close… Jesus. Stars are so beautiful.” He grunted, loving everything about this moment.
“Love you, darlin’.” The words were soft, incredibly gentle, and they were the hottest things he’d ever heard.