Page 10 of A Show of Love (The Cowboy Gangster)

“Mmm… that’s it,”Ricky moaned, keeping them all in rhythm. He was as hard as Axel—and Clint. “Imagine you’refucking,”Ricky whispered hotly. “And go with it.”

At this rate, Axel wondered how long it would take before theywerefucking.

Kane watched in stunned disbelief as the EgyptianallowedLevi toeducatehim in the ways ofdirty dancing.Kane had never doubted his fiancé’sabilities—especially after all their sessions in the bedroom—but he was helplessly awestruck to witness it in real time.

Once Cochise relaxed a bit, his god-like body caught a rhythm that nearly dropped Kane to his knees. His briefs swelled tight, straining the thin fabric. Heat spread through his body like a hot flash, sprouting beads of sweat across his brow.

Levi swayed with feline grace, his limbs fluid, every inch of his body surrendering to the tempo of the music. His lithe movements infected the Egyptian and, despite his size, he began to adopt the samefluidity.The ease with which his fiancé fell into the dance caused Kane to wonder if thiswashis first time.

“Come here,” Levi cooed, stretching out a hand to Kane.

Though some nervousness remained, the heat surging through Kane’s system and igniting his loins, eased his tension and walked him forward.

Levi took his hand and gracefully inserted Kane into his spot, facing Cochise. The two lovers immediately began caressing oneanother… bodies touching, swaying, gyrating… their combinedheatengulfing them both.

“Now, you’ve got it…”Levi moaned as he pressed against Kane’s back, his lips grazing the nape of his neck and his hard crotch rolling boldly on his ass.“… forget about everything else and just… indulge in each other.”

The young man backed off and Kane looked into Cochise’s smoldering gray eyes. Neither spoke as their bodies did all the talking.

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How you feeling?” Axel ran his hands behind the cowboy and squeezed his ass while he gyrated on Clint’s crotch. “Still… nervous?”

Clint’s mind was hazy, his surroundings fading to the edges of his consciousness. All he was aware of was Axel rocking against him, his firm bare cheeks rubbing on his hard cock.

“You don’tfeelnervous,” Axel whispered, his breath quick. “You feel…mmm…”Axel pressed his back to Clint’s chest. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Clint slid his arms around the younger man, flattened his palms on Axel’s stomach, and rubbed lower. His fingertips burrowed beneath the elastic band of the jock strap. Axel moaned when Clint shoved deeper and massaged his engorged flesh while swaying provocatively to the music.

“Uuhhmm…you’rereallyenjoying this,” Axel panted softly. “I knowIam.”

The cowboy let the music infuse his body. If he started thinking about where he was at and what he was doing… things would go south, and not in agoodway. Instead, he imagined him and Axel home alone, rocking to the rhythm of their love and passion. A tiny part of his mind kept themonstage, because—though he wouldn’t admit it aloud—therewassomething fuckinghotabout dancing on stage this way.

Axel rotated his hips in a sexy, fluid manner, much the same as when they fucked. His erection swelled in Clint’s hand when the cowboy matched his rhythm, pumping his precariously contained cock between Axel’s sweat-slick cheeks. Clint wasalmostsure this wasn’t meant to evolve into a fuck-fest rightthere on the club stage, but he was almost as certain it justmight.

“You know Ialwayswant you,” Axel moaned breathlessly. “But right now… I want youmore than ever.”His gyrating pelvis pushed his hard member back and forth through Clint’s snug fist, inside the crotch of the jockeys. “Oh my god…”He shuddered and swallowed thickly. “You’re gonna make me cum…”

Clint could say the same. His cock throbbed as he drove his bulge between Axel’s warm, damp ass cheeks, again and again, as the boy’s dick pulsed and swelled in his hand. Clint abruptly pulled his hand free and spun Axel around, lifted him up, and pinned him against the stripper pole.

“Fuck, yes…”Axel gasped and gripped the pole above his head with both hands and flung his legs around Clint’s waist.

The cowboy kissed him hard and grasped the pole behind Axel’s back and rolled his hips to the upbeat tempo of the song, grinding his stiff erection against his fiancé’s bulging crotch. Axel remained in rhythm with the music, pelvis swaying and gyrating in perfect sync with Clint.

Kane experienced a lightheaded sensation as the Egyptian’s unexpectedmovespulled him under his spell. Their bodies swayed to a rhythm that waseroticallyfamiliar and roused Kane to strip the man of his briefs and dance with himnaked.

Morethan just dance. Kane burned with a rekindledhungerfor Cochise, making him forget they weren’t alone—or simplynot care.Warm breath puffed through his parted lips, growing hotter and quicker. A hearty mix of love and lust glazed the Egyptian’s eyes, and he crushed Kane’s mouth. His strong handsclamped firmly on the veterinarian’s ass, fingers gouging his hard glute muscles, dragging the boxer briefs up between Kane’s cheeks.

Their bodies flush, the two muscle men moved as one across the stage, hips locked and rolling, igniting an intoxicatingpassionthat consumed all five senses.

Please, fuck me now.The desperate thought zipped through Kane’s head like a shooting star. He barely caught the plea before it surged from his tongue into the Egyptian’s mouth—rememberingwherethey were. His throbbing member didn’t care that they weren’t alone, though, it wanted Cochisenow—and be damned who was watching.

“Are you fuckingseeingthis?” Levi poured two whiskey shots for him and Ricky, then leaned over the bar, watching the stage scene. He tossed back his drink and laughed. “I thought there would be bloodshed before we got those two badasses on stage.”

“Mm. Me, too.” Ricky pressed up behind his boyfriend, hard as a rock, and reached for his drink, swallowed it in one gulp, then squeezed Levi’s slim hips. “This is too fuckinghot.I can’t take it.” He slipped his hands into Levi’s crotch and opened his leather pants, then yanked them down—with some effort—over his hips.

Levi squirmed, working his ass back and forth, aiding Ricky’s attempt to liberate his delicious rearend.

“Shit,” Ricky panted. “Did youpouryourself into these fucking things?”

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