Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 114819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 574(@200wpm)___ 459(@250wpm)___ 383(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 574(@200wpm)___ 459(@250wpm)___ 383(@300wpm)
Dev tugged Cash forward, pressing his mouth against the man’s lips who consistently undervalued his opinion. His brothers were a bunch of reprobates who drank too much, cursed too loudly, and looked like they were a step or two away from being homeless. Many weren’t smart men, but they were loyal to their core. It didn’t matter the reason. If any one of them suspected Cash of anything, he’d be made to pay with his life.
Since Cash refused to give them credit, Dev had to be Cash’s shield. There was no other way.
What he’d come down here for, he let happen instead of continuing the fight that had torn them apart for hours now. He opened his lips, dragging his tongue over the seam of Cash’s mouth. Cash reared back, but Dev followed, his hand coming to the back of Cash’s head to keep him in place.
When Cash opened to say something, most likely the reason why they needed to focus—a broken record by Dev’s best estimation—he drove his tongue forward while adding enough pressure to the back of Cash’s head to seal them together.
It took a few long seconds, Dev loving the slide of his tongue over Cash’s, before finally getting a kiss back. A marginal amount of resistance continued even as Dev’s tongue moved in the familiar dance he had grown to crave.
If he could have Cash just like this for the rest of his life, he’d be happy and content.
When Cash’s strong hand came to his hip, bringing their rigid cocks together, Dev leaned away. Not far. Never far. Only inches from Cash’s face. He palmed Cash’s jaw in a caressing move designed to make Cash listen to what he had to say.
“Punish me in the way we both like, then let it fuckin’ go. I got the lube in my back pocket, and I’m showered.” His thumb went to rest on Cash’s lips to keep him from saying something to ruin the moment. “Eat my ass like you like to do. Stay back there as long as you want and don’t let me come no matter how much I beg.”
Chapter 7
Reasonably, Cash was sure they wouldn’t be interrupted. Any other rational thought fled as he turned his head, opening his mouth wider, letting Dev fully inside for the kiss. Instant pleasure-inducing tingles raced along his spine. He was home.
The word punishment bounced around his head, the only dark spot in the ravishing kiss that melted his heart and weakened his knees. Then those words were gone too. He wrapped Dev in his arms, taking everything offered and wanting to give the same in return.
His Devin.
Dev’s fingertips skimmed underneath the hem of his T-shirt, bringing it up his body. The trace of those fingers suggested a familiarity and intimacy, a path Dev had taken many times over. Cash better angled his head, only moving his lips from Dev’s seconds before the T-shirt tugged over his head.
With less finesse, Cash brought Dev’s long-sleeve shirt up, needing the skin on skin contact he craved the most. Dev didn’t help matters. He was on him, driving his tongue forward, deep inside Cash’s mouth. His heart eased as his arousal ramped up a notch. He needed them together this way. The raw chemistry they shared and the decadent way Dev handled him righted everything inside his world.
Cash continued his quest, lifting the shirt over Dev’s head, but the small buttons at the top of the Henley had no give. “Hold on. Don’t tear it. You don’t have that many warm clothes that you can destroy one.”
“Ha. Ha,” Dev said as Cash worked the buttons free with Dev’s arms stuck in the air. His biker’s pouty lips were exposed. They were perfectly formed, making him helpless to do anything more than bend in for a quick kiss. Dev followed his retreat blindly, searching for more, causing Cash to chuckle.
Oh man, his heart was happy again.
“I like the sound of your laugh. Even if it’s at my expense.” Patience wasn’t Dev’s virtue. He stretched the opening of the shirt and drew it over his head, tossing it away. “But I wanna play.”
“I like everything about you,” Cash whispered.
“Do you still?” Dev asked, serious.
“You know I do.” Cash dipped his head to continue the kiss, but this time Dev pulled away. Not by much but enough to keep him from his goal.
Dev’s arm locked around his waist as if Cash had dared to be the one to put distance between them. “Then stop bein’ mad at me for wantin’ to protect you.”
Reason was hard to navigate in the lust-filled haze clogging his thoughts. Especially when Dev’s hand slid into the waistband of Cash’s joggers, gripping his ass.
But the sincerity of Dev’s words and actions had Cash lifting both his palms to Dev’s cheeks, keeping eye contact as he tenderly swept the pads of his thumbs lightly over each cheekbone. “I’m not mad…We just continue to wind up in the same place. You disappearing. Me left behind, out of the loop. Each day that passes, these feelings I have for you grow… it all still feels very one-sided.”