Hard to Be Good (Hard Ink #3.5) by Laura Kaye

Author:Laura Kaye [Kaye, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00L1AAGAM
Publisher: Avon Impulse
Published: 2015-04-13T23:00:00+00:00

JEREMY COULDN’T BELIEVE that he was getting to experience this with Charlie, nor that Charlie had been the one to suggest it.

Gently, he pushed his cock into Charlie’s waiting mouth and the sensation was fucking phenomenal. Hot. Wet. Tight. And having Charlie all spread out in front of him, his dick hard and jerking against his belly, just made it all that much more intense.

Rocking his hips, Jeremy penetrated and withdrew until his cock was slick from Charlie’s mouth and begging him to move faster, harder, deeper.

And he’d thought having Charlie on his table before had made him hot.

He would never be able to look at this table again without remembering this moment. Without thinking of Charlie.

Charlie reached back, grasped Jeremy’s hips, and forced him to go deeper. And the feeling of it was insane, especially when Charlie swallowed and Jer could feel the working of the man’s muscles around the head of his cock. Charlie pulled him so close that he buried his nose against Jeremy’s balls.

“Jesus, Charlie,” Jeremy rasped. He braced his hands against the edge of the table. “That’s fucking incredible.”

When Charlie released his hold, Jeremy withdrew.

“What you said to me earlier,” Charlie said, his hand going to his own cock, stroking and pulling. “Applies now, too. Do whatever you want to do, Jeremy.”

Jeremy pushed into the other man’s mouth again, and it was like something in his brain snapped. He couldn’t hold back. He couldn’t go slow. He couldn’t be gentle. Not for one more moment.

Jeremy fucked Charlie’s mouth, and the moans of approval spilling from Charlie’s throat drove him on. Stroking Charlie’s hair, his cheeks, his neck, Jeremy thrust and retreated until he was groaning and panting and wound so tight, he thought he might shatter. Not just because of the physical sensations. But because of who was making him feel this way.

Charlie.

When Jeremy told Charlie how much he’d admired him, he meant it completely. Even before he’d known his father wasn’t guilty of what they’d all suspected, Charlie had thrown himself into the team’s investigation, helping however he could, denying himself sleep, and giving freely of his expertise. All that, despite the way his father had treated him. That took character. Integrity. Strength.

And then the way Charlie had spoken to Nick earlier, building his brother up and refusing to let the guy tear himself down. Charlie’s words had gone straight to Jeremy’s heart and reemphasized for maybe the hundredth time that Charlie felt like . . . family.

He’d never felt that with anyone else before. Man or woman.

The emotions fueled Jeremy’s need to release, to let go, to claim.

Charlie grasped Jeremy’s hand and held it against his throat, making him feel the movement of his cock deep inside.

“Fuck, Charlie. I don’t want this to end.”

But then Charlie started stroking himself faster, his fist tight and flying and twisting around the swollen head. The sounds he made became more urgent, more desperate, almost pained. And then a strangled moan ripped up Charlie’s throat. He jerked his T-shirt up his chest and came in long stripes against his own belly.

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