“C’mere,” he says, tugging my arm. “Lemme return the favor.”
He lies down on the bench and pulls me on top of him, my knees on either side of his head. I bend forward and take his cock into my mouth again. At the same time, I feel his tongue flick over the tip of mine.
Jesus.That’s Diesel right there, sixty-nining me, lapping up the precum leaking from my cock. His warm mouth engulfs the head, and he takes me down inch by inch until the whole thing is buried inside him.
We work our mouths in tandem, our tongues gliding over each other, our moans muffled by the hard cocks between our lips.
We lick and slurp and suck like there’s no tomorrow, the wet sounds echoing through the steamy room. Our bodies are slick with sweat, and we slide against each other like two giant, slippery eels.
I leak a constant stream of precum, which Diesel eagerly swallows. His Adam’s apple works overtime, and his stubbled chin glistens with my fluids. He must be loving the taste, judging by the way his cock is throbbing in my mouth.
And what a heavenly feeling it is, his wet, velvety tongue gliding over my hard shaft while I try to stuff his monster cock down my throat. My whole body vibrates with the pleasure of it, sending tingles from my head to my bare toes.
If someone had told me this morning that by the end of the day I’d be blowing one of my best buds while he returned the favor, I would’ve thought they were nuts. But now that it’s happening, I can’t believe we haven’t done this before.
If I’d known it would feel this good, I would’ve given in to the temptation a long time ago.
Diesel and I are so caught up in our pleasure that we don’t even notice the glass door of the sauna slide open. Don’t hear the slap of heavy flip-flops on the tile. Not until they stop right next to us.
Only when a shadow falls over our bodies do we pause mid-suck and glance up.
Two men are standing there, staring down at us.
I almost choke on Diesel’s cock when I see their familiar faces, eyes wide with disbelief.
Omar and Cole.
9
MICAH
“Ishouldn’t have brought them here,” I tell Hawk. “It was a mistake.”
He guides me past steam rooms, pools, and showers, leading me deeper into the maze of Lumen. We haven’t bothered putting our towels back on after the hot tub, our semi-hard dicks swinging between our legs. The only things we wear are our flip-flops and wristbands.
“Don’t beat yourself up, man. They made their own call coming here.”
“Yeah, because I challenged them. They were finally starting to treat me like part of the team. But now... fuck, I’ll never hear the end of it.”
“I’m gonna be honest with you, Micah. Every guy who steps into Lumen is at least a little curious. I don’t think they came just because of that bet.”
“You think so?”
“I’m sure of it.”
“Hmm.”
Hawk stops in his tracks and places a big, warm hand on my shoulder.
“Hey. Forget about them for now. I’m gonna take good care of you, okay? Real good. And I promise you won’t have time to worry about your friends, not when I’m balls-deep inside you.”
I gulp and meet his hazel eyes.
There’s something dark and dangerous about Hawk. From his shaved head to the muscles stretching under his tattoos, and the small scar above his right eyebrow. But at the same time, he seems like the most loyal guy in the world—the kind who’d throw himself in front of a bus to protect someone. The way he stood up for me earlier... I felt cared for. Like he’d fight tooth and nail to keep me safe.
How can someone be both a predator and a protector?
“That a promise or a threat?” I tease.
