THE HEROES OF SILVER SPRINGS
Trained to protect. Willing to die. Ready to serve...in bed and out.
Trained to protect. Willing to die. Ready to serve...in bed and out.
For a man who vowed never to fall in love, how can it be possible FBI agent Cameron Stone managed to fall twice? Hot on the trail of a missing fellow agent, Cameron finds himself in Silver Springs, hometown of DEA agent Adrien Bingham and firefighter Thaddeus Carter, and the last place Cameron needs to be. When emotions run wild and attraction explodes, can the self-proclaimed playboy hold on to his resistance?
Adrien never intended to fall for Cameron. Too bad his heart won’t listen. Then Thaddeus walks into his life, and his heart ends up in a train wreck of confusion.
Thaddeus knows Adrien’s heart already belongs to someone, but that doesn’t stop his pursuit. When he meets Cameron, he realizes the man is the one standing in his way. But when his own attraction to Cameron detonates, he’s left in a hell of a mess.
He hadn’t spent as many nights on the phone with Cameron as he knew Adrien had over the years, but the nights that he had since he had returned to Waterston coupled with the memories of actually being with Cameron had been enough to etch a place in Thaddeus’s mind and heart.
“He might, but…”
“But?” Thaddeus prompted when Adrien trailed off.
Adrien made a face. “I don’t know what I would say, what I should say?”
Thaddeus angled his head. “Because you still want both of us?”
“Yes.” Adrien threw his head back and made a sound of part lunacy and part mystification. “God, it’s crazy, but yes.”
“What makes it crazy is that I understand.” The moment he had met Cameron, the instant he had realized that Cameron was the other man in Adrien’s life, he had understood. He had immediately comprehended why Adrien had been so fucked up over Cameron the last couple of years, especially when, in the end, Thaddeus found himself in the same awkward position.
“Because you feel it, too. You want it, too. Don’t you?”
“Yeah.” Thaddeus moved his hand from Adrien’s shoulder, danced his fingertips along the side of Adrien’s neck, and cupped Adrien’s nape. “I love you.” Adrien’s quick intake of breath didn’t surprise him. He had felt that way for a long time, had even admitted it to Cameron, but he had never said the words to Adrien. “But there’s something about Cameron. I don’t know. I can’t explain it, but he pulls at my heartstrings, too, just like I know he’s always done with you. The question is, what do we do about it?”
Adrien swallowed, his gaze dropping to Thaddeus’s mouth. Thaddeus pressed his body against Adrien’s and barely kept himself from closing his eyes as the sensation of Adrien’s solid warmth invaded his system.
“I don’t know.” Adrien’s breath fanned Thaddeus’s mouth as he dipped his head down, stopping his lips a scant inch from Thaddeus’s. “Every time I think I do, something changes.”
Thaddeus couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t stop. He kissed Adrien, the lightest brush of his lips to Adrien’s at first. Then Adrien’s lips parted on a sigh, and Thaddeus took it for the invitation he hoped it was. He slipped his tongue inside Adrien’s mouth, tangled it with Adrien’s, and, God, this was what he had been craving for so very long.
Adrien’s hands slid around Thaddeus’s waist, wrapped around his back, and he pulled Thaddeus so tightly against him even oxygen had trouble getting between them. Adrien angled his head, taking the kiss deeper, and Thaddeus lost himself in Adrien’s taste, in the euphoria of being in the man’s arms again.
“Geezus, I’ve missed this,” Adrien confessed as he wrenched his mouth from Thaddeus’s. “Holding you, kissing you, being with you.”
Making love to you? Say it, Adrien. Jesus God, please let him say it.
If he did, there was no way Thaddeus would be able to walk away from him tonight until they made love. As he stared into Adrien’s eyes, he knew the other man was thinking it. He felt Adrien’s rigid cock pressing insistently against his lower gut, felt the desire to continue what they had just started pumping off Adrien in waves of heated torment.
“I’ve missed it, too,” Thaddeus whispered. “Let’s not go so long from now on, okay. Unless you decide Cam is the only one you want to be with.”
Adrien rested his forehead against Thaddeus and didn’t say anything for several long heartbeats. “Nothing will happen tonight. I want you to know that. Nothing will happen between me and Cameron when I get home.”
“Maybe it should.” Thaddeus couldn’t believe what he was saying. Except, the suggestion seemed to make a super weird kind of sense. It felt oddly right.
“Are you telling me to go home and fuck Cameron tonight?” Sheer disbelief rang in Adrien’s tone.
Thaddeus wouldn’t have put it that crudely. Make love to Cameron would have been his word choice. He didn’t know for certain that Adrien was in love with Cameron, but he knew the other man’s feelings for Cameron ran pretty deep. Hell, his own feelings for Cameron teetered on the edge of falling head over tennis shoes for Cameron and he already knew he loved Adrien.
“I’m telling you to go with what feels right when you get home.” Thaddeus toyed with the back of Adrien’s hair as he spoke, loving the way the silky strands glided through his fingers. “If he’s still awake, talk to him, tell him whatever you want, and see where it goes. You’ve had sex with me. To the best of my knowledge, you never have with Cameron.”
“Maybe you should, babe.” Thaddeus lifted a shoulder. “Maybe it will help to sort things out in your head.”
“And you would be okay with that?” Adrien sounded baffled. “Not saying I will, but you would be okay with knowing that you have spent the last three plus hours getting me all hot and bothered and then sent me home to have sex with another man.”
“Not just any other man. Cameron. The man who has us both in knots,” Thaddeus pointed out. “You’ve already said, in so many words, that you aren’t planning on going home with me.”
“I could never do that to you, have sex with Cameron after being here with you tonight.” Adrien’s eyes filled with so much sincerity, so much love that Thaddeus found it hard to keep up the conversation.
“I’m just telling you that if you do, I’m fine with it. I’ll be jealous as shit,” he added quickly, brightly, trying to lighten the mood. “But I’m okay with it.”
“Jealous of whom? Me? Or Cameron?”
“God, baby.” Thaddeus chuckled. “You really know how to ask the mother of all questions, don’t you?”
Adrien’s lips unfolded in a smile that was both amused and understanding. “You don’t have to answer. I already know.”
“Sweetie,” Adrien breathed, reaching blindly for Thaddeus’s shoulder. “You’ve got to stop that and let me get off of Cameron before I hurt him.”
“Trust me, baby, I’m not feeling a thing right now,” Cameron said softly, his breath labored, his voice consumed with heat, lust, and love.
Thaddeus repeated the path his tongue had taken, extending the trail up to Adrien’s throat, his chin, and then, God, yes, to his mouth. Adrien expected a featherlight kiss like those Thaddeus had laid on his back, on his abdomen and chest, on his throat and jaw. He expected Thaddeus to continue to tease, to heighten the wicked flames Thaddeus had ignited inside him.
He got the heightened flames, all right, but they came in the form of an explosion that sent him soaring as Thaddeus crushed his mouth to his. The kiss screamed of pure sex. It was a no-holding-back, I’m-so-glad-you’re-finally-mine kind of kiss. And Adrien felt it in every erogenous zone in his body. Then Thaddeus eased back, turned to Cameron, and Adrien watched as he delivered the same mind-altering, sinfully delicious kiss to the other man’s mouth.
Adrien took that opportunity to move, climbing off the bed on Cameron’s opposite side, and taking the liberty of removing the shorts he still wore from his short afternoon on the boat. His gaze dropped to his hands as he freed the button and lowered the zipper, but a prickling sensation along the fine hairs at the back of his neck had him looking up again. Cameron and Thaddeus were watching him, their heated gazes locked on his groin.
“Well, why did you stop?” Thaddeus asked, not bothering to lift his eyes.
Adrien let out a breathless laugh. “Because I suddenly felt like I had become the primary item on an all-you-can-eat buffet.”
“Yeah?” Cameron shifted his gaze to Thaddeus. “I think he’s pretty close, don’t you?”
Thaddeus grinned at the man. “Definitely.”
“That’s not how this is going to play out.” Adrien finished removing his shorts and pushed his boxers down his legs. He snagged a condom from the pocket of his shorts before kicking both articles of clothing to the side. “You, sweetie,” he told Thaddeus as he unwrapped the condom, “are wearing entirely too many clothes.”
“Oh, that’s an easy fix.” Thaddeus slid off the other side of the bed and made gloriously quick work of removing his clothes.
Adrien started to chuckle, but the sound got lost in another moan as his gaze fell down Thaddeus’s marvelously naked flesh. The man’s body was all hard-toned muscle and mouthwatering sinews that splintered Adrien’s thoughts and had his entire body screaming with the need to feel and taste.
“Maybe for you but, damn, sweetie, I can’t think now.”
Thaddeus shot him a toothy grin full of boyish mischief. “Well, I can, and I believe you were in the process of sheathing that spectacular cock that I desperately want inside me while I get to work on getting someone out of the rest of his clothes.” He moved to the foot of the bed, climbed onto his knees on either side of Cameron’s legs, and carefully walked his way up. His hands found the waistband of Cameron’s sweats and slowly began peeling the pants off Cameron’s hips.
Cameron helped by bracing his weight on his hands on either side of his hips and lifted them, allowing Thaddeus to pull the jogging pants all the way down, wincing as the move obviously aggravated his thigh.
Cameron’s sweats gone, Thaddeus still straddling the man’s legs, Thaddeus put his weight on one arm as he bent forward, curling his fingers of his free hand around Cameron’s ridged cock. Cameron sucked in an audible breath, and Thaddeus turned his head to Adrien, his dazzling eyes gleaming. “Is this what you had in mind?”
Only in my dreams. Adrien kept the thought to himself as his gaze moved slowly from Cameron’s face, down the man’s torso, skipped to Thaddeus’s head, and continued down Thaddeus’s body.
He had dreamt of this. All those lonely nights when he had lain in his bed staring at the ceiling, tormenting himself with memories and fantasies of both men, he had eventually fallen asleep only to wake short of breath, his cock aching, his heart splitting because scenes like this had played out in his dream world. He might be short of breath now, too, and yeah, his cock ached, but he was fully awake with a heart fit to bursting from happiness and love. This wasn’t a dream. It was real. And it was right.
“It’s exactly what I have in mind.” Adrien took a gamble, pulled open the drawer of Thaddeus’s bedside table, and found the tube of lube he sought. Both men watched him as he sheathed his cock with the condom, then spread a generous amount of lube down his shaft. He moved to the foot of the bed, assessing the amount of room he would have, and met Cameron’s gaze over Thaddeus’s head. “Is this going to work for you?”
Cameron looked at the ceiling. Adrien had already forgotten the mirrors hanging above the bed, but the other man obviously hadn’t. He met Adrien’s gaze again, a slow smile full of more joy than Adrien had ever seen on the man’s handsome face unfolding on his lips. “Yeah, it’s going to work for me just fine.”
Adrien crawled onto the bed behind Thaddeus, splayed his hands on the man’s back, and glided one down to the man’s waist, continuing with the other to the man’s ass. Thaddeus dipped his head. Adrien felt as much as saw Cameron shiver, and he knew Thaddeus had taken the man’s cock into his mouth. He saw Cameron’s hands fist the sheets on either side of his hips, and he met Cameron’s gaze as he positioned his cock at the entrance of Thaddeus’s ass.