A Game of Hearts by T.C. Blue

Author:T.C. Blue [Blue, T.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
Published: 2014-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Man, the Prague job was a bitch. And not in the fun, spanky way, either. The clothes were fun, though.

Tight. Black. Shiny. Yeah, those described the pants River was wearing pretty well. Not leather, but some weird-ass stuff like the chick from the Matrix would wear. And laces. All down the outside of his legs until the pants disappeared into the tops of silver-studded boots.

“I kind of think it’s a little bit much, dude,” he said, giving Morgan a grin in the mirror, because yeah. He looked hot, but whatever the pants were made of was thin. So thin, there wasn’t a single doubt that anyone looking would be able to tell River was circumcised with a single glance.

Morgan met his eyes in the reflective glass, the brown stare so deep River thought he could feel it like a touch. Or his cock could, anyway. “I think you’re gonna look fucking obscene in about a minute, baby,” Morgan answered, and oh. Oh, hell yeah. River did like that little growl. It went straight from his ears to his balls and lingered there, rough velvet and smooth steel. “Yeah…not even a minute.”

Well, fuck him if Morgan wasn’t right, River saw when he looked at himself again. Black shirt, open almost to the top of the pants, and…okay. Not a single question of whether anyone would be able to tell he was hard. Not with the tight-as-shit pants. “Dude. I think I need to keep these for when we get back home.” Simon would probably throw him down and fuck him hard, River figured, and that was just more incentive.

Morgan snorted and shook his head, but River saw him in the mirror. Saw one big hand adjusting the front of leather pants. “You’ll be lucky if I don’t rip them off you before we even make it to the fucking club, Riv. Now move your ass. Work to do.”

That reminded him and River turned, glancing over his shoulder to check out his butt in the shiny-as-fuck whatever-the-hell pants. Yeah, no doubt that he was naked underneath. No doubt that the way the material dipped into his crack and moulded to him looked like an invitation, which was pretty much the point.

“Cool. Get it done, then…” River waggled his brows, laughing when Morgan groaned. “You look damn good too, man,” he offered as Morgan turned away, heading for the door. It was true, too. Morgan could rock leather in ways River hadn’t even imagined. Leather pants, leather vest worn open, no shirt. Bronze nipples just flashing out every now and then. Yeah. The dude was fucking awesome. And his, River reminded himself with a grin. Or sort of. For the moment, anyway.

There was something a little bit strange about walking down the street with Morgan, no Simon in sight. It felt a little off, but River could deal. Had to. It was a Game, after all. And maybe the odd part was that it wasn’t Moon with him, River decided. Maybe it was just that he wasn’t used to being on point with anyone but his sister.

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