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“He said he should be able to leave work when the kitchen shuts down for dinner.”

“Let’s be waiting for him. In uniform.”

Gray’s smile widened. “That sounds perfect.”

Jack heard Mason whistling as he approached the house. His key slid into the lock, the lock turned, and Mason stepped through the door. His eyes widened when he saw Jack and Gray, still dressed in their uniforms, facing him with aggressive stances.

Mason dropped his messenger bag on the floor. Then he looked each of them up and down, lingering on their crotches. There was no mistaking how hard Gray was, and Jack doubted his pants were doing any more to hide his own eagerness.

Mason licked his lips. “You got me,” he said, and raised his arms.

“On your knees,” Gray commanded.

Mason reached behind him to lock the door, then dropped smoothly to the floor.

“You don’t want to go to jail, do you, boy?” Gray asked, taking several steps toward Mason.

“No, officer.”

Gray gripped his hair and forced his head back so he looked into Gray’s eyes. “That’s no, detective.”

Mason gasped and broke character for moment. “Really, you got the job?”

Gray smiled. “I did.” Then the scowl was back in place. “Are you questioning me, you thieving son of a bitch?”

“No, sir. I’m sorry, detective, sir.”

Gray let Mason’s hair go and unfastened his pants. Mason groaned when Gray pulled out his cock and moved his hand along its length, slowly and deliberately. Jack worried his own cock was going to split the seams of his pants if he didn’t release it soon. Gray was so fucking hot playing badass cop and Mason so beautifully subservient. He fucking belonged on his knees, and Jack couldn’t wait to drive into him.

Mason’s mouth hung open as he watched Gray stroke himself.

“You want to suck my cock, boy?

Mason nodded.

“Suck it good enough and maybe we can forget about arresting you.”

Mason licked his lips. “I’ll please you, detective, sir.”

“We’ll see about that.” He rubbed the tip of his cock over Mason’s lips. “Open up.”

Mason did as instructed, and Gray gripped the sides of his face and thrust his cock into Mason’s waiting mouth. Then he pulled back and pushed in again, deeper this time, his thick cock widening Mason lips obscenely. Mason made a strangled sound, but he didn’t fight Gray. Gray slid in and out several more times before pulling back enough to let Mason lick his shaft, tease the slit, and take him back down until he buried his face against Gray’s dark bush.

“Fuck, boy!” Gray’s eyes were squeezed shut and his breath came in pants.

Mason pulled back and looked up at him, green eyes sparkling.

“This boy needs something else to keep his attention,” Gray said, glancing at Jack before looking back down at Mason. “You going to offer your ass to my partner?”

Mason nodded. “I can pleasure you both, sir.”

“Strip and get on your hands and knees,” Gray commanded.

Mason stood and pulled his t-shirt over his head. Jack bit his lip to keep from groaning at the sight of his lover’s gorgeous chest and abs. He kicked off his shoes and shoved his pants and briefs down so fast, you’d think his life depended on his getting out of his clothes.

When he was completely naked, he got into position right there on the hard floor of the entryway. His knees would be bruised, but Jack could tell he was beyond caring. Gray circled him, stroking his back, then his ass. “Very nice. You could make more like this than you ever could thieving.”

Mason gasped, and Gray cracked his hand across his ass. “Quiet.”

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