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fits and spurts. Riece’s sheer submission was intoxicating.
    Mason couldn’t move well in this position, so he shoved Riece forward and pulled out of him with a powerful shudder. Forcing Riece forward and onto his forearms again, he plunged back in deep. Gripping Riece’s hips with enough force there’d be more small bruises, Mason pounded into Riece until he collapsed over Riece’s back, body jerking and quivering. Mason’s balls tightened and he had the euphoric sensation of liquid fire coursing through his cock and into Riece. He loved the feeling of Riece’s rear against his groin and Riece’s heart thumping against Mason’s chest.
    He sucked the back of Riece’s neck, reached around and grabbed his cock in a harsh grip. After every few strokes, he closed his fist over the head of Riece’s cock and rubbed back and forth. It didn’t take more than a few of these moves before Riece was coming, entire body shaking as he spilled warm, thick fluid over Mason’s hand.
    They flopped to the side, and Riece dropped one arm over his forehead and turned to look at Mason. “Maybe we should give the inn their other room back.”
    Mason laughed and kicked one leg over Riece’s, nodding. “You’re probably right. I’m hungry, and if you want to see Devils Tower, we should get going soon. Let’s get your stuff, bring it here, and head down for breakfast.”
    “After a shower. You sort of got me all messy and sweaty.”
    “After a shower,” Mason agreed. He swung out of the bed and teased, “Your getting messy is your own fault.”
    A short while later they were in the main lodge. Tyler was working the breakfast shift, and Mason got a few side glances and a raised eyebrow when he asked that his food order be doubled. He was famished on top of being the best rested he’d been in months.
    Riece’s hand stopped halfway to his mouth, holding a glass of juice. “You weren’t kidding when you said you were hungry. What did you do, fast for a week before coming to meet me?”
    Mason swiped a thick slice of bacon through some syrup and shook his head. “I think it’s the different sort of workout I’m getting.” He winked and smirked. Shaking his head, Riece made short work of his own meal. “And don’t get any ideas about sniffing around my plate.”
    “I think I sniffed around more than just your plate,” Riece said. Mason coughed down a mouthful of pancakes and shoved his toe against Riece’s shin under the table. “I believe this time the meal is on you, since you started it this morning.” He slid the check to Mason, who chuckled and snatched it up.
    After breakfast they ordered some lunch to go and packed it in a cooler in the back of Mason’s Jeep.
    “Thank you,” Riece said softly as they settled in for their drive.
    Mason started the Jeep and glanced over at Riece. “While I appreciate the sentiment, there isn’t really a need for you to thank me after I rock your world and screw you senseless.” He held up three fingers and mouthed the words “ three times.”
    Riece shook his head and groaned. “I meant thank you for meeting me at the airport and bringing me here. This.” He waved one hand at the window. “All this change is hard for me, and what you’re doing after how I left you is… heroic.”
    “There isn’t anything heroic about it. My motives were purely selfish.” Mason guided the vehicle onto the road. “I already told you that.”
    Despite his brisk attitude, he could tell by the way Riece shook his head he’d seen right through him. Riece always had.
    Their ride was quiet and uneventful. It didn’t get by Mason that for once Riece didn’t need his calming music and earbuds. Mason supposed all the sex they’d had in less than twenty-four hours had a good effect on Riece. Mason knew he certainly felt extra good.
    Riece wanted to take pictures from different vantage points, so Mason spent much of the rest of the morning basically driving in circles. They’d get close,