No Souvenirs by K.A. Mitchell

Author:K.A. Mitchell [Mitchell, K.A.]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

No Souvenirs

Shane wasn’t sure he could go with that much pressure filling him, that much feeling overloading his

nerves. Kim let go of his neck, and Shane arched up, the angle taking Kim deeper, and it was right fucking there.

Shane’s hand sped up without him telling it to and first it was just a sweet spark, like scratching the itch of morning wood in the shower, and it was good, but kind of disappointing if after all that a little ripple of release was all he was going to get.

“Shane.”

His eyes popped open. Jay’s face, flushed dark. Lips shining around his open mouth, eyes softer than

Shane had ever seen them. That little sweet spark touched off a cartoon line of gunpowder right up Shane’s spine and back down, setting off an explosion that rushed from his balls to his dick, hitting his bloodstream like a pure sugar rush, and he fought to keep his eyes open to watch his cock jet thick white ropes, one of them landing at the corner of Jay’s pretty mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, drew it in and smiled. Shane couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore as the hard spasms ripped him inside out.

Kim kept pounding him, like he wouldn’t stop until Shane had spilled some of his soul right along

with his spunk. His ass burned, but he just hung on, hands splayed out on Kim’s chest, and watched his dark eyes squeeze shut as he grunted and shook and came for a nice good while, dick jerking inside Shane.

Dropping his head down like a spent horse, Shane worked on getting back some oxygen. He tried to

think of the last time he’d been light-headed after sex and came up with a never. Kim’s hands soothed his back, gliding on sweat-soaked muscles. It would have felt nice but for the buzz of resentment that had

Shane feeling like he was being petted and patronized. He got enough of that from his own family. He

didn’t need it from a boyfr—Kim.

As usual, his pride was no match for his hedonism and he lay there, enjoying every long stroke of

Kim’s hand.

“You’re not going to hyperventilate again, are you?”

Shane jerked his head up. “No.” He didn’t need the sarcasm any more than he needed soothing. He

needed a shower. And a plane trip somewhere besides this micro-managed—his cock twitched with an

aftershock—dick heaven.

Kim rubbed the back of Shane’s neck. The plane and Shane’s pride were going to have to wait until

he had some strength back in his legs.

Kim’s sigh cooled the sweat on Shane’s neck. “I’m starving. Want some pizza?”

Shane lifted his head. “It’s ten thirty in the morning.”

“I know a place that delivers twenty-four hours.”

“Of course you do.”

“Pepperoni and meatballs all right?”

Shane could pick off the pepperoni. “If we can have extra cheese.”

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