“I do.” Cash held Dev’s chin, angling his head where he had no choice but to stare Cash in the eyes. The fingertips at his heart began a gentle caress. “When I heard this operation involved you, I lied. I never lie.” Cash shook his head as if to emphasize his point. “But I did that day, swearing I could handle our history and continue to make the decisions I needed to make. That you or our history wouldn’t be able to sway me. That was the lie I gave in order to come here and do whatever I had to do to protect you. I know now, eventually, I would’ve come back to Dallas anyway. I’ve always wanted to know you. I’m connected to you in such a way I didn’t fully understand until I saw you again.”
Oh fuck. Seriously? Knowing all this changed everything. His life couldn’t go back to what it was before. He was a dead man.
Dev lifted his palm to cover Cash’s hand over his heart.
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Cash understood this clubhouse was the last place he’d wanted to have this conversation. Now wasn’t the right time, but the sweeping emotion coursing through every fiber of his body had driven his words.
Dev’s brow wrinkled, something akin to anger crossed his biker’s handsome face.
Rejection. Cash’s body went numb, fear washed over him, stealing his breath. He cast his gaze to the ground.
Cash reached for his jeans gathered around his ankles. He’d played this all wrong. He needed to have paused, not pushed. Allowed Dev to come to him.
Dev’s strong hand on his arm caught him off guard. He looked up the length of Dev’s gorgeous body. Their gazes met, but he had no idea what was going on behind those soft blue eyes.
“Make me forget,” Dev finally murmured. No sooner had the words filled his ears than his body was drawn back up against Dev’s. “Make me believe you. I don’t understand what’s going on with me, but goddammit, I wanted the relationship you just described. Make me believe again.”
Cash’s heart fluttered back to life, violently lurching from his chest, landing in Dev’s unsure hands.
Dev had thrown down the gauntlet, a challenge Cash was determined to conquer. Something bold inside him made him say, “You still want me. I can feel it in you.”
Cash used his strength to roughly tug Dev’s tight jeans further down until they dropped to his ankles. His other hand covered Dev’s lips, keeping him from saying a single word to ruin this moment. He’d gladly give Dev whatever time he needed to show him how badly he was wanted.
“I’ll protect you. I won’t let anything happen to you or the people you love. It’s me and you against the government, this club, or anyone else that gets in the way of our happiness.”
He gripped Dev’s hard cock and stroked from tip to base.
“Say it. Me and you against it all, and I’ll believe you.”
Seconds passed, Cash gripping Dev’s cock tighter, his hand pumping back and forth, just the way he knew Dev liked it, increasing the rhythm with every pass.
He crushed his lips against Dev’s, his tongue swiping brazenly through Dev’s mouth, swirling with Dev’s in a passionate dance until he pulled back again, inches from Dev’s handsome face. “Say it. You and me against it all.”
“Fuck me raw,” Dev whispered.
How many times could Cash’s heart seize while blazing with out-of-control emotion strumming through him? By falling in love with this man, Cash was certain the answer was an infinite number. He continued to drive his hand back and forth. He narrowed his gaze on the movement, his mouth watering for the cock that had a small bead of pre-come gathering at the tip.
Even in such a dangerous location, with time against them, Cash had no choice but to drop to one knee and greedily take the rigid length into his mouth. He swallowed Dev whole, taking the cock to the back of his throat.
“Fuck, how do you do that?” Dev hissed, his hand dropping to Cash’s hair, fingers threading and sifting through the wavy strands.
Cash was happy. Dev’s cock in his mouth made him happy.
He’d never experienced such inner peace before. Yet here it was. He’d be a fool not to do whatever it took to stay by this man’s side. He was home. Dev was his safe haven.
As he bobbed his head, sliding the wet cock in and out of his mouth, Dev pistoned his hips. They were so in sync with their need. Cash licked and lapped around Dev’s broad head, dragging more of his salty essence across his tongue, sending Cash’s desire skyrocketing.
He angled his hand at the base of Dev’s cock to grip his sac, massaging the balls. He reached around with his other hand to finger Dev’s hole. He was met with Dev’s hand already at work, stretching himself open for what was to come. Cash lifted his gaze as he bobbed his head back and forth.
“As much as I hate to say it, we don’t have a lot of time,” Dev hissed, his eyes like laser beams, tracking each thrust of Cash’s mouth.
The fingers in his hair tightened. Cash didn’t want to stop either. Dev’s taste, that unique flavor that was all his biker, goaded him to milk Dev dry. He knew with all certainty that this man was good for multiple orgasms.
Dev tugged Cash’s head back by the hair. The strength and force he used gave Cash no choice but to let Dev’s cock pop free. “We don’t have time for this right now.”
The haze of lust he was lost in wanted him to argue, to go back to devouring the delicious cock still in his hand, but he let go, and removed his hand from Dev’s ass. He stood while reaching for the bottle of lube.
