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Miles opened his eyes, and Kaz nearly came again when Miles grabbed his come-covered hand and brought it to his mouth, licking across his palm.
“Fuck,” he hissed, knees wobbling. “You’re trouble.”
“And don’t you forget it,” Miles mumbled, nipping at Kaz’s fingers.
“Like I could,” he said and brought his mouth down on Miles’s, licking into his mouth to taste both of them on Miles’s tongue. A groan filled the room, and he couldn’t tell which of them it came from, nor did he care.
They cleaned up and tucked themselves away, the peaceful air surrounding them making him smile to himself. He tugged Miles down the stairs, leading him across the parking lot to the clubhouse and up to their room. He took his time undressing Miles, taking care with their cuts. He looked his fill of the most beautiful man he’d ever seen, knowing deep in his bones that he would never get enough of him, and then he brought him into the shower.
Hot water beat down on them as Miles pressed himself completely against Kaz. Exactly where he belonged.
“We’re renovating this bathroom next,” Miles muttered, tipping his head back to meet Kaz’s gaze.
“Agreed.”
He swept down to kiss Miles, grinning against his lips because he knew this was just the beginning of their forever, and he couldn’t wait to see what came next.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Miles
LIPS TRAILED down the side of his neck, and he couldn’t help his smile as he opened his eyes to see Kaz leaning over him. His hands found Kaz’s chest, sliding over muscles and tattoos. Kaz kept him up most of the night, and he had absolutely zero complaints.
“I could get used to this,” he muttered, fingers threading through Kaz’s hair.
“I should hope so,” Kaz said, his voice a quiet growl.
Kaz pulled back to meet Miles’s gaze, and he stared up into gray pools of pure love. Well, there was that sinful gleam, too, but he didn’t mind it. He loved it. How could he not love how much Kaz wanted him and didn’t hold back on showing him?
Kaz put his lips back on Miles, who arched up against him, pleas falling from his lips.
“I love you,” Kaz said against his skin. He felt it in every flick of his tongue. In every brush of lips. In every reverent touch, just how much Kaz loved him.
He didn’t know how he’d ever doubted it.
The roar of a sports car coming up the driveway made a smile spread on his lips.Ezra.
He slipped out from under Kaz and crossed the room to find his jeans. He dressed quickly, avidly aware that Kaz watched him with his arms crossed and his brows furrowed.
“You’re not making me want to kill Ezra any less,” Kaz grumbled.
He looked over his shoulder at Kaz, a teasing smile on his lips.
“You’re the one who invited him.”
Kaz froze in the middle of putting on his pants, then slowly raised his gaze, leaving his pants open and making it hard for Miles to concentrate on finding his boots. How did the man only get hotter with each day?
“You were naked in my lap at the time,” Kaz said, brow arching. “You know damned well I can’t say no to you.”
Miles pressed his lips together, though it did nothing to hide his smile.
Kaz shook his head with a sigh. “They’re by the door.”
Miles looked toward the door with a frown, a light chuckle escaping him when he found his boots there. He padded across the bedroom and, while he pulled them on, Kaz finished dressing and reached for his cut. Miles straightened to watch as Kaz shrugged into the leather vest, his lip between his teeth as heat sparked inside him.
It didn’t help one bit when Kaz held Miles’s own cut up, waiting for him to walk over and let Kaz help him into it. The second that weight settled on his shoulders, there were lips on the side of his neck, moving up to that spot behind his ear that had him shivering.
“We could stay right here,” Kaz said, his voice a low rumble against his skin.
