Page 47 of Summer Kitchen


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Then Casey’s hands, so soft, so gentle, were on Dev’s skin, tracing a path from the hollow in his throat to his navel, tracking each rib from spine to belly, circling his nipples with tortuous gentleness.

“I’m not made of glass,” Dev said through clenched teeth. “You can be a little more forceful.”

Casey shifted his gaze from Dev’s chest to his face, eyes glinting and lips quirked. “You want that, do you?”

“With you?” Dev met that gaze, although his own was probably full of naked longing, not mischief. “I want everything.”

“Oh, god.” Casey clenched his eyes shut. “I may come in my shorts.”

“I know how to fix that.” Dev ran his hand down Casey’s side and slid his finger under his waistband. He popped the fly button. “Take ’em off.”

“God, yes.” Casey unzipped and wriggled out of his shorts and briefs, wincing a little as he shoved them lower and kicked them off.

“Something wrong?”

“There’s a rock poking my ass.”

“Can’t have that.” Dev slipped his hands under Casey and rolled so he was on the bottom and Casey was straddling his hips. “Nothing can poke your ass except me.” To suit actions to words, he trailed a finger down Casey’s crease to tease his hole.

“Ungh.” Casey canted his hips up, chasing more pressure, but Dev lifted his hand.

“No. Not without lube. I know it’s been a long time for you, and I won’t hurt you.”

Casey glared at him. “Sadist.” He sat up, resting on Dev’s thighs, studying him speculatively, head to one side. “Want to risk getting caught with your pants down?”

In answer, Dev unbuckled his belt, unzipped his own fly, and raised his hips. Casey grinned and tucked his hands inside Dev’s briefs. He didn’t strip Dev’s shorts all the way off, though. Instead, he pulled them low enough to let Dev’s cock spring free.

“Oh my goodness.” Casey licked his lips. “You can bring that on a picnic with me anytime.” He leaned down and teased the slit with the tip of his tongue.

“Now who’s a sadist?” Dev growled. “Get my damn pants off, Casey. I want to feel you on top of me.”

Casey didn’t comply immediately—he licked a broad stripe up Dev’s length with the flat of his tongue first—but at last they were both naked. Dev opened his arms and Casey settled against him in the cradle of Dev’s legs, chest to chest, their cocks snugged next to each other between their hips.

With Casey gazing down into his eyes, his expression soft, his full lips parted, Dev couldn’t breathe. Had anyone ever fit so well against him? Had anyone ever felt this perfect? Had anyone ever looked at him with that much warmth, as though he was the only thing that mattered?

The answer, of course, was no. To all of the above.

And if Casey hadn’t undulated his hips, sliding his cock against Dev’s in delicious friction, that answer would have sent Dev screaming straight off the rocks and into the water. Because if he said yes to Casey, to whatever this was that was between them—gah! Other than their cocks—then he’d be saying no to his family, his responsibilities, his home.

Because Casey would be leaving. And if Dev wanted to say yes, he’d have to follow.

Casey’s thrusts grew more frantic. “Dev. I’m close,” he panted.

Despite his doubts, Dev couldn’t help responding, flexing his own hips in time with Casey’s, heat growing, building, throbbing, until with Casey’s strangled cry and the burst of wet heat between their bellies, the spark ignited and Dev roared his release, the sound echoing across the quarry and startling a jay out of the tree above them with an indignant squawk.

Casey uttered a contented little chirrup that arrowed straight to Dev’s heart and lodged there, feathers quivering, until it dissipated in warmth that spread from his middle to the tips of his fingers and toes. Somehow, we can make it work. Because this—this feeling, this moment, this man? Dev refused to give any of this up.

“Casey?”

“Hmmm?” Casey nestled closer, tucking his face against Dev’s neck.

“Do you think—” An insistent buzz from Dev’s discarded shorts made him wince. “Shit. That’s the high priority town business email notification. I have to check it.”

Casey raised up on his elbows and stroked Dev’s cheek. “I understand. You’ve got duties.”

“Hey.” He captured Casey’s hand before he could pull away. “That doesn’t mean our date is over. If you’re game, I’d like to continue it. Tonight. At my place.” He kissed Casey with a tease of tongue. “In my bed. Maybe we can explore that hands and knees scenario.”

Casey brightened. “Really?”

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