Hook, Line, & Sinker

Author:Piper Vaughn [Vaughn, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Ten

A BANG on his front door halted Cas on his way out of the bathroom. The clock on his nightstand displayed 12:58 a.m., but he didn’t have to wonder who might be knocking at such an hour. Blake was the only person he knew who didn’t bother with doorbells. He just beat on the wood as if it had personally offended him.

The thought made Cas smile as he walked to the front of the house, even as he shook his head. When he pulled the door open, the ferocious glare Blake aimed at him made his smile stretch wide. He leaned against the frame and crossed his arms over his chest. “What’s with the SWAT team routine? You do realize this isn’t a drug raid, right? You could’ve terrified me out of the midst of a restful slumber.”

Instead of answering, Blake closed the distance between them and crushed their mouths together, his tongue invading, caressing, possessing. The next sound to leave Cas was a muffled “mmph” as Blake grabbed his ass and hauled him off his feet. Distantly, he heard the door swing shut, but he was too busy wrapping his legs around Blake’s waist and wrangling with the tongue in his mouth to look and make sure it had latched properly. Who gave a shit if the neighbors got a bit of a show? He had more pressing matters to attend to—like the press of Blake’s iron-hard cock as Blake slammed him back against the wall and ground their bodies together.

One of the picture frames fell off its hook and clattered to the floor. Glass shattered, but Cas couldn’t be concerned with that either. He fisted a handful of Blake’s light brown curls and kept him close, kissing him fiercely. Blake’s fingertips dug into his ass cheeks through the thin material of his lounge pants. Cas wore nothing underneath. If Blake’s groan was anything to go by, he was pleased to discover that fact a few seconds later when he slid one hand under Cas’s waistband. The sound rumbled from him into Cas as Blake shoved the material down with his free hand. The waistband came to rest just under Cas’s balls. He shuddered when Blake squeezed both his ass cheeks, then spread them wide and dipped a finger into his crease to play with his hole.

Cas tore his mouth away and pressed it to Blake’s ear. “Come on. Do what you came here for. Fuck me.”

Once again, Blake didn’t answer. He simply turned and carried Cas to his bedroom. Cas spared a brief thought for Blake’s still-healing leg, cast-free for less than a week, but if it was causing Blake any issues, it didn’t show as Blake physically hauled him across the house.

Some men might have protested being carried, but Cas loved it. He adored the show of strength, the feel of Blake’s heavy muscles under his hands, the knowledge that if he wanted to, Blake could easily overpower him. Not only did he love that—he needed it.

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