Page 31 of Billion Dollar Love: Manlove Edition

The kiss was firm, demanding, needy, and left them both breathless.

Carson watched in a daze as the man dug a fifty-dollar bill from his pocket and slapped it on the counter.

“Keep the change,” he growled before he spun and pulled Carson from the bar by the hand.

“Slow down, man, I ain’t changing my mind, believe me,” Carson said, tugging him to a stop on the sidewalk. “I can literally see your hotel down the street. We don’t need to run.”

The man shoved at Carson, crowding him up against the wall, and ground into him.

“Then walk faster.”

Their mouths met again, and Carson grabbed the back of the man’s head, holding him tight as their tongues dueled. Large, firm hands squeezed his ass and pulled him closer.

“Yeah, okay. Maybe I can walk a little faster.”

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