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)
Cash had turned him into a giving lover.
Dev ripped free of the kiss, relaxing his grip on Cash’s shirt, pushing down until he could massage the hard length of Cash’s covered cock. He reached his fingers low to squeeze Cash’s sac. “Let me make you feel good.”
Chapter 15
The battle residing inside Cash wasn’t any different from when he and Dev had first come together.
Once Dev’s hands were on him, it didn’t matter if they were in broad daylight, or that anyone could be listening or watching. Logical reason as to why sex in public might not be such a good idea vanished. Hell, Dev’s cell phone recorded every sound they made, and all the words they spoke. But Cash couldn’t do anything more than use the handle on the door to roll the window down. He reached for Dev’s cell phone, lying in the center console, and tossed it out the partially opened window to retrieve later.
His biker became a man on a mission, aggressive, just like at home. Dev hurriedly worked at Cash’s belt. He let Dev have his way with him, scooting his ass further down in the seat. The move gave Dev better access to his crotch. The chill in the air forced him to roll up the window. It became too much multitasking when every neuron in his body focused on his rock-hard cock, begging to be freed.
Dev pushed his zipper down as Cash shoved his slacks and underwear down over his ass to his thighs. His cock sprang free, jutting forward, eager. Dev better angled his body to have that strong hand roughly grip the base of his shaft. Tingles of anticipation skated along Cash’s nerve endings. He urged Dev on with a lift of his hips.
His life was reduced to these unguarded moments. They meant so much to his heart.
Cash had to angle his head in order to watch the exact moment Dev swiped his sinful tongue up his shaft and closed his mouth over his cock. The tip of Dev’s tongue pushed into his slit seconds before those perfect lips traveled down his length. Cash’s eyes rolled back in his head at the feel of Dev’s warm mouth surrounding him.
A million years could pass and Cash was certain the moment when Dev took him into his mouth was always going to be magical.
Dev’s mouth slid upward, his lips and tongue never leaving the sensitive skin of his cock. His fist tightened as it twisted up the length, following the wet trail. The reverence Dev showed, the heady desire his love provoked made Cash feel ten feet tall. He threaded his fingers in Dev’s silky strands as he bobbed his head, swallowing Cash’s cock with purpose.
Each and every pull brought Cash more pleasure, driving him to the point of no return faster than he wanted. Dev was a ten out of ten in his ability to create just the right amount of friction to pull Cash’s release from his balls.
It was wrong that he fought his orgasm. They were on assignment. His team would worry about the unexpected delay. But Dev’s mouth and hand felt too good. Always better than the time before. He tried in vain to commit each tug and pull to memory, wishing these were his dreams instead of the nightmare plaguing him.
He canted his hips in the rhythm Dev created. The angle of the bucket seats inhibited a full roll of his hips, but it didn’t matter in the least.
Cash palmed his balls, fondling each one, pinching and manipulating as Dev had taught him to enjoy. He steadily caressed Dev’s hair, running a hand the length of Dev’s head to his neck and shoulders then back up.
“I could watch you do this forever,” he murmured, doing just that as Dev aggressively sucked his cock. “I wish we were both getting off.”
As Cash let his eyelids slide closed, his head fell back against the seat. His mind blanked, letting him just enjoy the moment. Dev adjusted his free hand, reaching between Cash and the door. Seconds later, the back of his seat collapsed, laying him down as far as it would go.
Regretfully, Dev popped off his cock. The cool air of the day hit the wet, hot skin. “No.”
“Goddamn, motherfuckin’ steering wheel,” Dev barked.
He could see where that might be a problem that Dev needed to figure out quickly. Cash watched as Dev punched the steering wheel with his fist but it didn’t budge a single inch under the assault. Dev adjusted his body, maneuvering around the wheel only to be stopped by the center console. Seconds felt like hours.
Cash should offer to finish this later. Say that Dev didn’t have to contort himself to get in a better position to finish him off, but he couldn’t force the words out. Instead, Cash gripped his cock and continued to stroke himself, his balls in the palm of his hand, waiting until Dev managed his way back. “Come back and finish me. It feels too good. I’ll stop resisting and come.”