Bird licked a paw and burrowed deeper.
Shaking his head, Cam focused on the man in the shower, head bowed under the showerhead.He stepped in behind him, making enough noise not to surprise but not so loud as to startle.“Massage?”
Nic nodded, and Cam, after a couple quick pumps of liquid soap, laid his hands on his back and began to knead the knots away, one vertebra at a time.As he worked his way up, Nic sank onto his forearms.
“See.”Cam nipped his ear.“I was right, wasn’t I?”
“You have to make me say it, don’t you?”
“Damn straight.”Cam smiled against the nape of his neck as he glided a slick hand over Nic’s hip, veering for his cock.
Nic intercepted him short of his target.“I have to get into the office.”
“No, you have to wind down first or you’re going to be a holy fucking terror.Your cool, calm cover will be blown.”He was teasing and tiptoeing around what Nic really needed—to acknowledge what he’d just been through on more than a technical case level.Cam, however, had to chip away at Nic’s outer layer first, at the walls he couldn’t help building.Sex worked like a charm for getting him loose in more ways than one.
And there were no guns in here.
He slipped his hand out from under Nic’s, proceeding with his mission.
“I told Mel and Lauren we were headed in,” Nic protested, in words only.
He didn’t stop Cam from inching lower, from cupping his balls, then palming the underside of his cock, gliding an open hand down the length.Cam circled the head, stroked once, then backed off, anticipating Nic’s reaction to his next words.“And I told them we’d be in by nine.”
Nic whirled around to face him.“You what?”
Expecting it, Cam stepped into his space and claimed his mouth.Let the prosecutor argue that.And if Cam’s tongue wasn’t convincing enough, he counted on his fist wrapped around both their cocks to win the argument.
“You’re not playing fair.”
Cam felt the smile against his lips and grinned right back.“Never promised I would.”
Diving back into the kiss, he didn’t give Nic room to doubt or to think.He flooded his senses, tongue sweeping inside Nic’s mouth, fist stroking their cocks, bodies grinding under the hot water.Cam didn’t let up until the tension bled from Nic’s shoulders, the broad muscles going pliant.
Finally.
Cam gently pushed him back, letting the shower wall hold him up as he trailed kisses over scruff and muscle, filling his own senses to brimming.Nic wove a hand through his wet hair, massaging his scalp, and Cam groaned at the soothing pressure, tightening his grip around them.
He felt more than heard Nic’s answering groan.“You were right.”
“What was that?”
“Need you.”Nic’s voice was so rough that Cam drew back, glancing up to see what was swirling in his icy blues, but before he got a good look, Nic pulled out of his grip and turned.Bracing his hands against the wall, he shoved his ass out in invitation.
Cam couldn’t—wouldn’t—pass up the offer, knowing it was a surefire way to turn Nic out and lay him bare, which was what Cam was after, what Nic needed.He was getting there, the first set of walls tumbling down, but he needed a final push to make it all the way.And Cam was determined to make getting there enjoyable for both of them.
“I’ve got you, baby.”He palmed each of Nic’s firm, round ass cheeks, fingertips teasing his crack.Nic shuddered and shoved his ass out farther.Cam nestled against him, teasing, but only for a second before he dropped to his knees.
Nic’s surprised “Wh—” died on another groan as Cam spread his cheeks and set about rimming him into oblivion.Cam liked nothing better than doing this for Nic, rewarding the absolute trust with absolute pleasure.For both of them.He teased around the edges, speared his tongue inside, and added a finger, then two, opening him up more.Cam grew harder with each moan Nic loosed and with each shudder that ripped through that strong, resilient body.
Shudders he wanted to feel around that part of him he’d been stroking with his free hand, his cock straining and eager.
Nic was thinking the same thing.“Up, Boston.Get inside me now.”
Standing, Cam slicked up his cock and slid inside.A bigger shudder rippled through Nic, the last of the tension flowing out of him.Cam coasted his hands up his back, tracing the trunk of the cypress tree and its limbs over his shoulders, before continuing the rest of the way down Nic’s long arms.Laying his hands over Nic’s, Cam tangled their fingers together against the shower wall and thrust inside him, slow and long, taking him gently, until Nic begged for release.
Freeing a hand, Cam wrapped it around Nic’s cock, stroking as he ordered, “Come for me.”
Nic groaned out a “Yes” as he shot into Cam’s hand, his elbows collapsing with his release.Cam held him up, one arm around his chest, the other hand on his bare hip, as he pounded out his release, shouting as he came inside Nic’s tight, perfect ass.Feeling his own knees go weak, he leaned them against the wall, resting together, kissing and touching softly as they caught their breath.
