He’s holding two digits against his—fucking hell—perfect juicy peach of an ass.
His pretty white underwear is wet and perfectly see-through. My mouth waters.
I bet his ass jiggles beautifully when he’s getting fucked.
I’m assuming, but Rune is the epitome of a golden retriever bottom. So effortlessly, beautifully queer, as if he’s never even thought of a closet.
“I’ve had this many swallows.”
I blink, not following.
“Huh?”
He taps his fingers against that delicious ass again. “I only had two swallows of alcohol, Booney.”
Oh.
I look away from his distracting ass, alarm bells going off.
That Pierce guy acted super possessive and then got cheesed when Maverick rebuffed him.
Pierce, Pierce,Pierce.
That name sounds…familiar.
“Just to clarify,Piercewas the one who brought the flask, right?” I ask, thumbing open my phone to the app that houses the sex offenders database.
Maverick spins around, and I forget what I was trying to look up. Somehow, I’d forgotten that the front of his underwear is just as wet and see-through as the back, made filthy by the fact that his hands are still handcuffed behind him, pulling back his shoulders, displaying his perfect body…
I might not be able to make out every detail, but the man is uncircumcised, and the way his cock nestles against his balls is practically art.
Jesus, Boone.Focus.
“Yes.”
“Huh?”
I look up and catch Maverick’s smirk.
“I said yes, Detective. Pierce is the one who brought the flask.”
I rub my palm along my chin. “That because he’s the only one of legal drinking age?” I ask, knowing the question will elicit a big response.
“Dude.” His eye roll isepic. “I’m twenty-two.”
I grin. “I know. I’m just fucking with you.”
Opening the offender app, I start typing Pierce’s first name. I can’t remember why I know his name or why his face is so familiar, but the offender app is a solid first choice.
Pierce’s last name auto-populates in the search field.
“Fuck.”
Maverick’s eyes widen. “Something wrong?”
“How well do you know Pierce?”
“Just the one blowjob,” he says, looking regretful as his lip curls. “Did you have an equally unsatisfying hookup with him?”
