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)
“No, it’s not one-sided,” Dev argued. The fingers running along Cash’s crease paused.
“You sure about that?” Cash asked, too much doubt kept him from believing anything else.
“Yes,” Dev replied, his face growing angry. “Of course, I’m into you.”
“So, I ask again. No more secrets?”
“As long as it goes both ways, and you’re not gonna promise me that,” Dev said. “Even if you do say it, you aren’t gonna live by it.”
Cash’s head dropped between his shoulder blades. A heavy sigh released from deep inside his chest. His hands fell away from Dev’s face. The arm locked tighter around him, holding him flush against Dev’s hard body.
“Stop bein’ so fuckin’ dramatic. I’m gonna do what I have to do to keep us safe. Don’t fuckin’ ask me not to. You’ll be forcin’ me to lie.”
Seconds passed before Cash brought his head forward again and stared at Dev. He got lost in Dev’s blue gaze. A sweep of sandy blond hair fell onto Dev’s forehead. Regardless of the menacing skull and crossbones inked over Dev’s chest and neck, the man looked like a forbidden angel. Cash’s sweet guardian angel. He had dreamed of those eyes his entire life. Dev was beautiful. The most gorgeous man in the world and the thief of Cash’s heart.
Wasn’t that exactly how the devil worked? His beauty and charm were warned against for how effectively he drew people in and claimed their souls? His Devilman.
“I’m not punishing you. I needed time to process what you did…” Cash said. Dev’s strong fingers pressed against Cash’s mouth, stopping him from saying anything more.
“But you are punishin’ me,” Dev said. “You’re always patient and thoughtful with me. You care about me. You always care about me first. My voice matters to you…”
“None of that’s changed.” Cash’s arms betrayed his frustration, circling around Dev, holding him close. “But you can’t sneak off without me…”
“Like you, I’m gonna do what it takes to protect you. The government takes too long. My brothers act based on a simple assumption. I know that for fact. All they needed was my voice to plot against Cummings. You aren’t safe.” Dev restated the same argument he’d given several times now, for longer than only today. “If we’re in this together, then you need to hear me. Like, take the words into your hard head and understand them. If my brothers grab you, the government can’t get to you in time. I won’t be able to get to you in time. They may be a band of idiots, but they know mayhem.”
Cash didn’t want to continue this discussion. Potentially tomorrow, he’d have help, freeing him to do his job. No more wasting time.
“Kiss me,” Cash whispered huskily and brought his lips to Dev’s. The discussion ended, only raw emotion dictated his every move.
Cash’s joggers and underwear were pushed low. So far down that they fell to his ankles on their own. Dev dropped to his knees, gripping the base of Cash’s shaft. The biker’s other hand reached for his sac, palming his balls tightly. Dev knew what he liked.
The maddening heat of Dev’s breath tickled the tip of his cock. It took everything in his power not to push his needy length straight into Dev’s mouth.
His knees went weak when Dev’s skilled tongue circled the tip of his cock. Their gazes connected seconds before Dev swiped his tongue over the bead of precome that formed there.
“My big boy,” Dev murmured and licked his lips as if Cash was a decadent treat to be cherished. “I want you to rail me with this motherfucker. Prep me with your tongue and nothin’ else.”
Cash’s fingertips came to his love’s jaw. His other hand swept away the hair falling into his handsome face. “I don’t like hurting you.”
“Fuck me hard. Claim me.” Dev used his tongue to guide Cash’s head into his mouth, lavishing the tip of his cock before popping it free. Cash’s legs shook from the buildup of watching Dev settle back on his heels, pull the bottle of lube from his back pocket, and place it by his knee.
=♥=
If truth be told, sucking Cash’s dick was Dev’s favorite pastime. Squatted down, thighs burning, jaws aching. Cash’s shaft in his fist, driving in and out of his mouth. Cash fought against his basic instinct to plow into Dev’s mouth, cutting off air by sliding down his throat.
Like every other time, Dev was so fucking turned on. Amped up to full blown, and ready to explode in one point five seconds flat. Instead of using his free hand to continue to toy with Cash’s balls, he released the buttons on his jeans and lowered the zipper. He pushed at the annoying denim to let his cock spring free.
Dev swallowed Cash, welcoming the sudden invasion inside his mouth. On the next pull, Cash hit the back of his throat. He’d never been happier to not have a gag reflex than right this minute. He liked to savor his blow jobs with Cash. The agent seemed to like it that way too. Always showing his appreciation in the way he responded so effortlessly to every taste, nip, or swipe of Dev’s tongue. They were so goddamn in sync.