Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
He opened to see the man of his dreams studying his face. Cash lifted a hand to the back of Dev’s head, forcing him down for a blistering, soul-wrenching kiss.
The only feeling that mattered was Dev’s cock moving against his as the biker adjusted the hand at his ass to stroke both their cocks in unison. Cash’s tongue followed the quick rhythm Dev created. He could kiss this man forever.
Oh yeah, he was absolutely going to come. Instinctively, Dev seemed to know and tore from the hold, staying inches from his face as he said, “Hold out as long as you can. Hear me?”
Dev didn’t wait for an answer and pushed back on his heels before letting go of a scorching round of curse words, drawing Cash’s attention from the certain orgasm to see Dev rolling away from him.
“I’ll be back, goddammit.” Dev crawled off the bed, the awful words continuing as he struggled to move with the jeans halfway down his legs.
A deep physical need bound him to Dev.
Devin Fox.
Devilman.
His foxy devil.
The man made him feel something substantial for the first time in a very long time.
His outlaw biker.
He couldn’t tear his gaze away from Dev who fought with his boots and jeans. What a spectacular backside. The art was insane, but that ass kept Cash’s eyes locked right there.
“Fuckin’ condoms. Who’s stupid fuckin’ idea was that?” Dev hopped on one foot, tearing off his last boot.
Cash had to dodge the flying footwear tossed over Dev’s shoulder.
Chapter 13
The idea that he had actually stopped sex to go get protection, when everything inside of him wanted to be buried balls deep in Cash’s tight ass, meant he was either finally growing up, or that he’d finally found someone he wanted to protect from himself.
Neither made any sense, but he rolled with it. Dev had fucked some sketchy ass people and didn’t want to pass those possible lingering effects on to Cash.
What the fuck was happening to him?
Father of the year… Protecting someone else against a possible STD… Trying like hell to take care of all his responsibilities… He didn’t like it one single bit.
He snatched the condoms and lube off the tray. Look at him, Mr. Responsible.
If he made this good for the pretty boy, maybe he’d have a fuck buddy lined up for the length of the lease. Three hundred sixty-four more days of sex. Hope sprang forth. Such a foreign feeling. Based on Dev’s experience, they hadn’t even made it past first base. Maybe one of those bases could be a 69 with a vibrator moving in and out of Cash’s ass. Regret socked him in the nuts. Why didn’t he have his vibrator charged and ready to go at all times?
Dev started back for his bedroom only to pivot and reach for another pill and his cell phone.
The devilish smirk he now wore was more fitting for what he had in mind. He liked the idea of Cash being high. It felt damn good to share the relaxation.
Actually, this next pill was more to calm Cash the fuck down. Keep that release hanging on the edge for as long as he possibly could. Hanging on the edge, not leaping headfirst into the abyss was a metaphor for Dev’s entire existence.
The draw to his neighbor had Dev jogging back, almost stumbling as he stepped inside the room. The sight of the beautiful man lying across his dark fleece blanket threatened his composure. He slowed, soaking in the scene.
His emotions were raw tonight. Amped by the unusual connection tying him to Cash. Something deep whispered over his being. Dev caught a flash of where he might have belonged in another life.
A simpler place, filled with love and devotion. A fairytale brought to life. The image was so vivid Dev had to shake his head to clear it out.
“What?” Cash asked, turned on his side, waiting for Dev’s return. He lifted onto his elbow. The way his muscles worked, flowing and fluid from head to toe, took Dev’s thoughts in a different direction.
“Take this for me,” Dev said, dropping the phone, lube, and condoms on the mattress. He pressed his knee between Cash’s thighs, forcing him to his back.
Cash rested against the mattress. Dev followed, bringing the pill to Cash’s lips, a move he’d made a hundred times over the years during sex. Their gazes locked, something passed between them. Fuck if Dev knew what, but it felt honest and akin to trust. Cash wasn’t using him for the high and only opened his mouth because Dev asked him to.
He sat back on his heels, taken aback. The pill coming with him. Cash opened his thighs farther, one knee raised, bringing Dev’s attention back to the hypnotically enticing body and impressive cock. Somehow the scar that went from Cash’s hip up the side of his body added to the sexiness.