Page 56 of Caught Stealing

Then I’m damn well gonna make some new ones.

“It’s your turn to drive me mad,” I mutter against his lips before shoving his soaked trunks to the ground. I do the same with mine before tossing them outside the enclosure.

His nearly black eyes darken further as they trace over my naked body.

“Then I need you to turn around,” he utters, his voice raw and grated with lust. It sends bolts of desire down my spine, and I shiver.

Doing as he asks, I place my hands flat against the bamboo screen. Anticipation builds inside me as Phoenix’s chest collides with my back, every hard inch of him pressed into me. His shaft nestles between my cheeks, and the water pouring over us makes it just slippery enough to slide up and down my crease with ease.

“You’re so. Fucking. Hot,” he rasps against the back of my neck.

It’s the second time I’ve been told that tonight, buthell,if hearing it from him isn’t a million times better than it was falling from Kason’s lips. Hearing that Phoenix is just as affected and attracted…it’s exhilarating.

Not as exhilarating as his palm wrapping around my cock, though. That just about makes me come on the spot.

Every pull and stroke he makes over my length has my balls drawing up in pleasure, and God, if I don’t welcome it. His hands on me are the things my fantasies have been made of lately, as much as I hate admitting it. But even as he continues jacking me while exploring my skin with his mouth, I can tell it’s not enough. It’s not even close.

“More,” I pant as his teeth scrape against my shoulder. “Need more.”

It’s a plea, not a request. At this point, I’ll beg for him. Whatever is needed to take anything he’s willing to give.

“How much more?”

“Inside me,” I say between ragged breaths. “Right now, Nix. I want you inside me.”

His forehead rests between my shoulder blades, and I hear him utter a soft curse. “I don’t have a condom.”

Shit.

I don’t either, and there’s no way we’re ending this just to take a trip to the closest twenty-four-hour convenience store.

I shake my head, wishing we could move this party inside. Or anywhere with the proper supplies, because…

“Me either.”

“Damnit,” Phoenix whispers, and I feel his forehead roll back and forth over my skin as he shakes his head. “We need to stop then. It’s not—”

“Fuck the condom,” I tell him, turning in his arms to meet his eyes. “We can stop if it’s really what you want, but you’re not gonna catch anything from me. I’d never put you at risk.”

His expression is filled with worry and unease. Doubt, even. And honestly, it’s not unmerited given my reputation, even if it is a bit insulting.

“I swear it on my parents, Nix.”

The way his eyes soften as I say those words tells me two things: One, he was definitely listening in the car that day while we drove down here, especially with the little hint of sympathy in his gaze resurfacing. The second is him taking my words at face value.

I’d never,everput him at risk.

He works to swallow, nodding before whispering, “What about lube?”

I groan, my head falling back against the slats of wood.

Goddamnit.

The feeling of defeat slams into me, and I’m starting to think this really isn’t meant to happen. That the timing is off, or the stars aren’t actually aligned or—

A lightbulb flicks on inside my head, and before I can say anything, I’m sliding past Phoenix and out of the enclosure.

“Where are you—”

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