Bearly There by Bailey Bradford

Author:Bailey Bradford [Bradford, Bailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Published: 2016-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Oh wow. That was all Kevin could think as he lay there beside Jagger, trying to get his breath back. Jagger had made love to him, something Kevin didn’t think anyone had done before.

And there was a difference between that and fucking. He might not have known it before, but he sure as hell knew it now.

“Gotta toss this,” Jagger said a moment later. “Might have to crawl to the trash can.”

Kevin snorted. “You don’t have a handy can by the bed?”

Jagger snorted right back. “I don’t get laid often enough for that.”

Kevin turned his head and eyed Jagger. “Get one. Put it right here.” He patted the side of the bed. “You’re gonna need one.”

Jagger smirked and puffed his chest out. “Well, if you insist.”

Kevin nodded as enthusiastically as he could manage when he’d been plowed into the mattress and reduced to a puddle of sated man. “Uh-huh.”

“No more worrying about a curse?” Jagger asked as he got up.

Kevin groaned. “Aw, why’d you have to go ruin my afterglow, dude?”

Jagger chuckled. “Glow away, sweet stuff, nothing bad is going to happen.”

A chill washed over Kevin. “You know that’s tempting fate, or God, or Mother Nature, someone. You just don’t say stuff like that.”

“Why not?” Jagger asked with a shrug. “It’s true. We’re going to rest for a while, then I’ll grill us some steaks and you can make the potatoes—”

“I don’t cook,” Kevin admitted with no small amount of embarrassment. “Not since I started a fire the last three times.”

Jagger paused mid-condom removal and looked at him. “Three…times?”

Kevin nodded. “Well, the first time wasn’t my fault. Someone had left a dishtowel on the microwave and it fell off while I was boiling water for spaghetti. I heard the popping and smelled this nasty odor. Luckily, the countertop only had about a six-inch portion burned. Then there was the grease fire.” He rolled onto his stomach and kicked his legs up. “Did you know, you don’t put water on a grease fire?”

Jagger grimaced. “Er, yeah, I did know that. The whole water and oil thing.”

“Okay, smartass,” Kevin huffed. “I thought that only worked with oil spills. Cooking oil should be different! I don’t even like fried foods anymore after that.”

“The third time?” Jagger asked.

Kevin glanced at him and snickered. Jagger frowned then looked at the condom he was holding up. Jagger arched an eyebrow and swung the rubber threateningly.

“You wouldn’t dare,” Kevin muttered, going still. “You’d get spunk all over your bed.”

“Not if I hit where I was aiming,” Jagger said with a leer.

Kevin flipped him off. “I’ll roll all over your pillows, dude.”

“That’s gross.” Jagger trotted off to the bathroom. Kevin ogled his ass and his balls, then his muscular thighs and—well, he was horny again by the time Jagger returned. He just needed his dick to catch up to the rest of him.

Jagger scratched his balls and yawned, then looked at him. “Third time?”

Kevin licked his lips. Jagger had fat balls that hung down nice and low. He’d like to get a mouthful of those—

“Bunny Boy, the third fire?” Jagger prodded.

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