Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 128702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 644(@200wpm)___ 515(@250wpm)___ 429(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 644(@200wpm)___ 515(@250wpm)___ 429(@300wpm)
Steele wondered, briefly, what it was like to have two men all over you, but any thoughts of that quickly vanished when he heard Tech come through the front door with Free. Steele stood up, dropped his cue, and began walking towards him.
“Hey, asshole. We’re in the middle of a game. Tech’s scrawny ass ain’t going anywhere,” Day bitched, standing there with his arms out at his sides.
“Let Blair finish the game,” Steele yelled over his shoulder.
“No. I’m going back into the kitchen with Green. The food’s almost ready.” Blair detached from Pres’ grip.
“Okay, then Ric, you play.” Steele wasn’t paying any further attention to Day’s complaining when Tech turned in his direction and headed straight for him.
“Hey.”
“Hey,” Steele said, kissing Tech softly on his mouth. Those moist lips making Steele want some alone time. They’d had a very long day and even longer evening. “Did you get Free all settled in?”
Tech nodded, both arms still wrapped around Steele’s waist. “I did. He’s having his RV shipped here in a couple days. I told him he could stay with me but he loves his home.”
“Come outside with me while I smoke.”
“It’s cold out there.” Tech frowned, still wearing his jet-black pea coat.
“I’ll keep you warm,” Steele whispered in his ear.
“Okay.” Tech bit his bottom lip, his eyes looking Steele up and down.
He watched Tech look to be sure his friend was okay and noted that he was already chatting it up with Furi and Ro. Steele took Tech’s hand and pulled him outside, ignoring the catcalls that followed them.
When they got to the bottom floor, Steele led them to a small opening between the two buildings where he usually smoked, sheltering them from the biting wind. Steel maneuvered Tech so that his back was pressed against the wall and crowded the front of him, spreading his legs wide and tilting his hips in so that their pelvises were connected.
Tech stared up at him, watching while Steele lit his cigar with the heavy Zippo and flipped it shut, stuffing it back in his inside pocket. He took a long inhale of the cherry-infused tobacco and blew it in the opposite direction. When he turned his head back, Tech was staring at his mouth, and Steele pressed in tighter, smirking at the rigid bulge that could be felt even through the thick layers of Tech’s clothing.
“Is it too cliché to say your smoking turns me on? I think it’s hot.” Tech’s hands were inside Steele’s leather jacket, his fingers digging into the muscles of his lower back.
Steele’s voice was low and gritty when he replied, “You like that, huh?”
“Yes.”
Steele kissed Tech hard and long, letting him taste the sweet smoke that lingered in his mouth. Tech sucked on his tongue while he thrust against him. Steele took his other hand and pushed open Tech’s coat, brushing the back of his hand over Tech’s nipple, making him arch and hiss loudly. Steele smiled against his mouth. “You still a little sore here, baby?”
“Hell yeah, I am. You practically sucked my nipple off my chest today.” Tech moaned, still letting Steele rub circles over the tender point.
Steele took another pull. “Let me come over tonight and make it better.”
Tech shook his head and Steele pressed in even tighter, making Tech shudder at the feeling of being trapped by him. “Why not?”
“Because it’s Free’s first night. I want to make sure he’s comfortable. Hearing you fuck me into the mattress in the next room probably wouldn’t make him feel all that welcome,” Tech said, nuzzling against the warmth of Steele’s body.
Steele reached down and cupped Tech’s dick through his khakis and squeezed hard enough to make him grunt and close his eyes behind those sexy glasses. “You’ll miss my mouth here tonight.”
Tech groaned. “Unh. I already do.” Tech rocked back and forth as best he could, but Steele didn’t give him much moving room with the way he had him covered. “I told Vasquez that I was seeing someone. That I had a… a boyfriend.”
Steele pulled back and looked at Tech’s face. He looked unsure of the word he’d used. Steele didn’t think anyone had ever called him their boyfriend, no scratch that, he was sure of it. He liked that Tech thought of him that way. Maybe it was too soon to be considered partners, so he’d take the boyfriend title for now. Getting to know the man in his arms made coming to Atlanta the best decision he’d ever made. And to think, when his uncle called, he almost hadn’t come. Next week, while they had some time off, he’d start looking for his own place. Between work and wanting to spend as much time with Tech as he could, they hadn’t been able to do any apartment hunting. He couldn’t stay with Ruxs and Green forever – besides, he liked his privacy. He wanted to walk around his place with his balls and ass out whenever he felt like it. Maybe he’d check out the condos across the street, that way he could still come over and have breakfast in the morning. He was starting to get used to that. He was getting used to his team… his friends… his new family.