Page 63 of His Forbidden Alliance

I leaned the seat back farther and started jerking my cock. I groaned as I lifted my hips up into my hand, and Zach looked over at me again. I stopped and smiled at him.

“I didn’t tell you to stop.”

“You think I’m going to do whatever you say?”

“I know you are, because you want to be fucked.”

I did almost badly enough to beg him to pull over and get on with it. I didn’t need another scandal though. If I got arrested for fucking on the side of a major road, Remington would shoot me.

I kept going, dropping my head back and watching Zach. He was breathing almost as hard as I was now. When he came to a stop at a light, he reached over, putting his hand around mine and guiding my strokes, and then he swiped his thumb over my slit and drew it to his mouth. If I hadn’t stopped moving, I could have come watching him lick his thumb, then suck it into his mouth.

“Drive faster,” I demanded.

He laughed and took off as the light turned green.

I’d worked myself into a frenzy by the time he pulled into my driveway. He cut the engine, released his seat belt, and bent over, taking my cock down his throat.

“Fuck.” He worked his lips along my length, and I gripped the seat so hard I’m surprised I didn’t ruin the leather. “I have neighbors.”

“Don’t care,” he said before swallowing me again.

His mouth felt so fucking good, and I was already desperate. I wasn’t going to last long. “Zach. Stop. Please. I can’t⁠—”

“I’m going to make you come so many times you’ll think you’ve died.”

“Oh my God.”

When he took me all the way down, I knew I was lost. I bucked up into his mouth and let go, pumping my cum down his throat.

He licked his lips as he sat back, looking way too fucking pleased with himself. Then he stepped out of the car and came around to my door. I wasn’t sure I could stand, and I seriously doubted I could walk, even if I did get on my feet. This man was destroying me, but when he reached out his hand, I happily took it.

25

ZACH

Ihelped Rafe out of the car, then pushed him against it and kissed him as I tucked his cock back into his pants. “Neighbors, you know,” I whispered in his ear.

“Now you care.”

I laughed as I led him to the door. He fumbled with the lock but managed to get us inside. He was far from steady on his feet, so I pointed to the couch. “Sit down.”

“The desk is in my office.”

“We’ll get there. Right now, you’re going to sit down, and I’m getting you some water.”

He shook his head. “I’m fine.”

“Rafael, let me take care of you.”

That got his attention. “Okay.”

I got him a bottle of water from the fridge. He was watching me as I walked back into the living room. “You need to be hydrated. I’m not going to go easy on you.”

“I don’t want you to.” I unscrewed the lid for him and handed him the bottle. “I can do that myself.”

“You don’t need to when I’m here. You need to take care of your hand. Are you supposed to change the bandage tonight?”

“Yes, but⁠—”