Crossroads Shadowlands by Keta Diablo

Author:Keta Diablo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bdsm gay mystery murder cop thriller suspense hate crimes missing children ghosts
Publisher: Keta Diablo

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Rand swallowed the lump in his throat with his eyes riveted on Frank's face. Dark didn't begin to describe the man's demeanor right now. A shiver of fear and excitement mingled, ran down his spine and shot into his groin. Frank would never do him physical harm, but he had a way of making him pay—in spades—if he chose to. The thrill of never knowing what Frank might do drove him crazy. And left him hornier than a toad during mating season.

God, when would he learn McGuire always stayed one step ahead of him? Damn good thing he didn't ask him if he'd ever fucked a man while riding a horse. With the corner of his right eye on Frank, he looked into the rearview mirror. Yep, the cabbie had disappeared into the night like smoke.

Yanked by the rim of his t-shirt, a hard body shoved him back and pinned him up against the window of the cab. Frank's knee forced his thighs apart, and used the weight of his body to press his lower spine into the door handle. Caught up in a frisson of emotions, Rand barely noticed the pain.

A distant streetlamp threw a beam of light over the cab, illuminating Frank's dark blue eyes. In their depths resided a cauldron of conflict Rand had trouble deciphering, except one.

Lust.

Drowning under his heated gaze, Rand drifted between intense sensations, the gentle touch of Frank's thumb tracing his mouth and his knee pushing against his hard staff. Rough and gentle. Soft and hard. Dark and light. Every analogy described McGuire perfectly.

"How do you want it? Soft like this?" He ran his thumb over his bottom lip. "Or hard like this?" he said adding pressure to his balls with his knee.

A groan left his lips before Frank claimed them with his. Victory reared its head. Frank had kissed him again, on his own, without Rand's initiation. In the back of his mind he knew the pressure on his groin had lessened, and the top button of his jeans had eased open.

Frank shoved his hand in, grabbed his cock and stroked. His hand lingered near the crown. "Ah, good boy, no boxers." He dragged his nail across the wet slit, his motions slow and languid. Another animal-like moan came from Rand when Frank squeezed, tugged and spoke into his open mouth. "Who came before me?"

In a dazed stupor, Rand shook his head. "No one, I swear."

Frank's hand dove lower to cup his balls. Rand squirmed when he kneaded the aching sacs, and arched his hips up when Frank squeezed. A master at seduction, Frank applied just enough force to open his zipper and mingle the pain and pleasure again.

How Frank managed to push two fingers inside his hole he didn't know, but with the jolt of pure bliss surging through him, he wasn't about to ask.

Rand bit down on his lower lip to keep from crying out the, "Oh, God," he choked out.

Frank worked the tight muscle around his entrance and plunged deeper while Rand bucked beneath him.

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