Page 112 of All the Broken Bones


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“My libido is still here. I can want to be taken by you and worry about you all at the same time. I have crazy mad skills,” he joked.

Gene was hopeful.

“So, if I kicked them out, we’re going to fornicate like two horny men trapped on an island?” he inquired. “Asking for a horny man trapped on an island.”

It made him laugh.

How could it not?

Yes, he could switch focuses, and instead of spending time with Gene, get to work, but honestly, they were on vacation.

They’d told Corbin and Will that it was their rules, and he honestly believed they should still slip in some sexy time because they deserved it.

To prove that he was still focused on them, Ethan lifted his shirt, and the clamps were still there.

“You shut it off. I didn’t say the safe word,” he admitted, meaning the remote in his pocket.

Oh, holy fuck.

To test that theory, he reached into his pocket, and hit the button to not only turn it on, but crank it to the highest setting.

Ethan moaned, and his body shook.

Oh, hell, yeah.

This night was looking better.

Flicking open Ethan’s jeans, he slid his hand into his pants, and his dick was so hard, and his balls were tucked up into his body.

Someone wasn’t lying.

“Please,” Ethan whispered, his voice low and whiskey warm. “Send them to their room, and fuck me.”

Oh, that was the plan.

“We have to work a bit. The agent on duty gave me that laptop out there. Tomorrow, Corbin is going to help. I’m sending him to the police station for missing person reports, and anything that happened similar to our dead guy.”

Ethan stared into his eyes.

Now he wanted to talk about this? He’d been a cock tease all night, and what Ethan needed was to feel, not think.

“Gene, I don’t care.”

That made him laugh.

How could it not?

“Well, I was just updating you,” he began, as Ethan dropped to his knees, and undid Gene’s pants. The whole time, he watched.

In awe.

Yeah, he was a lucky man. There was no doubt there. Never in his life did he think that he’d get lucky enough to have someone who wanted and craved him this much.

To have someone who trusted him to be his Top, and share that pleasure with him…

That was a gift.

When Ethan freed his man’s dick, he began blowing him, making sure he worked him over, good.