Page 47 of Cross & Crown

He ducked to kiss Nick again, delving into his mouth,

licking at his teeth, and finally sucking on the tip of his tongue as Nick’s hands tightened on him. The kiss went on and on,

and Nick’s hand found its way under Kelly’s sweatpants to grab

his ass. He dug his fingernails in. Kelly had never experienced this kind of possessiveness before he’d started fucking Nick,

but now everything Nick did seemed to claim him.

There was a loud banging on the window right beside

Kelly’s head. They both startled, but when Kelly tried to

lift up, to react, Nick held him right where he was, trapped

against the steering wheel, not breaking the kiss.

“Hey, you can’t do that out here!” their intruder shouted.

Nick fumbled between their chests and found his badge, then

slammed it against the glass, holding it there as the chain

tapped against the window.

“Sorry, Detective,” the disgruntled security guard said.

“Didn’t recognize you.”

Nick snickered as he dropped the badge to resume his

hold on Kelly’s hair.

“That was fucking hot, man.”

“So are you,” Nick grunted. He raised his hips, his hard

cock sliding along Kelly’s, the head jutting against the inside of Kelly’s thigh. He pulled at Kelly’s ass, ready to recommence as if they’d never been interrupted.

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Kelly groaned and lowered his head, gritting his teeth.

“Nick.”

Nick merely chased Kelly’s mouth with his own, kissing

him fiercely, pul ing his hair as the kiss consumed them both.

Kelly’s hips started moving again of their own accord. Nick

held him as if Kelly might try to get away from him.

“Let’s get to the boat,” Kelly gritted out. “I want you

inside me.”

“Too fucking late, don’t stop moving,” Nick gasped

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