He searched deep inside himself for something, anything that could keep them together, just like this, forever. Nothing had ever felt as good as being inside Dev.
Fire flared hot in his soul.
“I can’t… Come,” Dev mumbled. Cash instinctively tightened his hand on Dev’s neck.
The groan of appreciation tumbled forward as Cash reached for Dev’s cock. Dev’s body tensed and his ass contracted so hard around Cash. He lost it. He came on the very next forward thrust. If only he could have stopped there, he might have been able to catch his breath. It felt so good. Cash rode his release, thrusting in and out of Dev, over and over, emptying his seed deep inside the hot confines of that constricting ass.
Cash’s palm hit the side of the wall. His knees buckled. The arm holding Dev against him gave way, letting Dev slide to his knees. His own head hit the tiled wall as he slumped forward. The water rained down over him for God knew how long as he tried to gather his wits.
He was generally a machine after sex but not now. Dev had taken everything from him. Mind, body, and soul.
Chapter 19
The terry cloth towel Dev grabbed had to have been used a dozen times by now. He’d given the last clean one to the hulk of the man he’d showered with. He scrubbed the towel through his hair then down his back, lifting his legs as he left the bathroom, drying each one as he went. Drying his cock and ass came last as he rounded the corner to the kitchen.
He was starving, like next level hungry, and wadded the damp towel into a knot before sending it flying toward the laundry room’s French doors. His aim had been off to get the doors to open with the wet towel. Sometimes he got lucky. Not tonight though. It hit the middle of one door then slid down in a lump.
The pizza box on the stove was empty. Maybe he’d grabbed the last slice… He couldn’t remember.
The cabinet he used as a pantry held all his attention. He opened the two cabinet doors, stepped back, and looked at his selection. He should really have a wider variety of food to choose from.
A can of tomatoes, a can of corn, and a half-eaten jar of peanut butter did their best to entice him.
He reached for the refrigerator door, tugging it open. He caught a whiff of something. Probably from the girls’ cereal bowls still sitting on a shelf. He really needed to get better about cleaning up. Dev spotted a loaf of bread that looked pretty new and a jar of grape jelly. He grabbed both of those, absently placing them on the counter. The girls had wanted PB and J and chips. Wait. He had a box of individually packaged chips in the laundry room. He pivoted that direction, using his fingers to comb through the longer strands of his hair, coaxing them off his face and into some sort of order.
Maybe he could entice the pretty boy to stay a few more hours. He could nap, fuck his neighbor, then get a bit more shuteye. Cash could then fuck him into oblivion with some hot good morning sex.
Eat first. Great plan. Damn he was talented at building a great plan of action.
He’d let the pretty boy snack on his ass again. Cash seemed to really like being down there. Dev had watched between his legs as Cash tightly squeezed his leaking cock during his last rim job. He’d bet, with the right amount of encouragement, Cash would come while eating Dev’s ass. What a seriously giving partner. Dev’s cock plumped just thinking about Cash getting off while licking at his ass.
Better yet, his big ole neighbor had handled him as if he were nothing more than a rag doll. He looked forward to being tossed around by him every day.
Cash quieted his mind better than any drug he’d ever done. Even right now, his head was still silent for the most part.
Content to just be in the moment.
Good, deep sleep looked possible.
Exactly what he needed after such a shitstorm of a day.
He kicked the towel aside, opened the French doors, and reached for the box of chips sitting on the dryer.
Dirty clothes littered the laundry room making him quickly shut the door. He was a pig, living in a pigsty. Cash didn’t seem like that kind of guy. If he wanted to convince the man to stay the night, he’d have to do better at hiding his dirty side.
At least the one that left a mess behind.
He chuckled at his joke.
A wicked grin spread while thinking over all the filthy as fuck things he wanted from the strong guy in the other room. His body vibrated at the possibilities when the sounds coming from the bedroom said Cash was heading his way.
“This bedroom’s a weird mix of things,” Cash called out.
“Mae’s a princess in everything she does. Abi is more goth. She’s too much like me. She loves Halloween. They share that room when they’re here,” Dev answered, dropping the box of chips on the counter. He reached for a spoon from the dishwasher, quickly running it under the spray of water from the sink’s faucet just in case it wasn’t clean and began to build a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
“They have this room, and you took the spare?” Cash asked, stepping inside the kitchen. Dev gave him the side eye, taking in the tight-fitting joggers on his otherwise naked body. “I picked up the bathroom.”
“You know, I don’t normally like clothes on my bed partners, but those joggers leave little to the imagination.”
