With that, Gavin tossed the phone down on the bed and went rummaging through his bags for supplies.
Once he found what he needed, he ran into the en suite bathroom to begin prepping himself. There was no greater mood killer than having to wait for your partner to stretch himself out. And given the size of Marcus’s meat and the beating he took only a few hours earlier, he wanted to make sure that his poor ass was good and ready.
When he was finally ready, he left Puppy in the bedroom and crept down the stairs, headed to the garage. No need to traumatize Puppy with his Daddy’s midnight activities.
Buzzing with excitement, Gavin opened the door slowly and quietly slid into the double-car garage—because what cottage didn’t come with a double-car garage?
Quietly, Gavin tiptoed over to where Marcus was working, completely oblivious to his presence—so much for his ever-alert bodyguard.
How to do this?Gavin wondered, looking around the room for inspiration.
No matter what he did, the moment he made a sound, Marcus was going to hit his head on the underside of the car when startled and alerted to his presence.
Shrugging, Gavin decided that there was no other way.
Removing his underwear so he was completely naked, he glanced up at the security camera and prayed to God that Ace wasn’t still watching.
Licking his lips, he stepped up to Marcus and lowered himself down onto Marcus’s thighs.
“What the?” Marcus startled, banging his head on the underside of the car as he jerked up, just as Gavin had predicted.
Gavin chuckled. He felt bad but also didn’t.
Marcus’s body lowered and began to relax once more.
“Oh, it’s only you.”
Gavin ground his ass into Marcus’s crotch, making himself more comfortable.
“Yes, it’s only me.”
Marcus resumed fixing whatever it was he was fixing, as if Gavin weren’t sitting naked on his bulge.
“So whucha doin’?” Gavin asked, slowly rolling his hips back and forth. He could feel the rod beneath him begin to thicken.
“Umm, I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to come out here and work on this beauty.”
“It’s a nice car.” The vehicle was red and black and had one of those retractable roofs you could pull back in the summertime. It was a total “fuck me hard in the back seat” kind of car.
Totally badass.
Totally Marcus.
It wasn’t exactly the piece of shit that Ace had made it sound like.
“Thanks. It’s a 1970 Dodge Challenger. I bought it off… a friend a few years ago. Been restoring it bit by bit ever since.”
“So, is that code for you won it in a drug deal?”
Marcus laughed. “I’m not sure you know how drug deals work.”
Gavin couldn’t help but smile. He continued to grind his ass along Marcus’s now very hard dick, enjoying the feel of his mushroom head as it slipped across his hole.
“So, what are you doing up?” Marcus asked, still ignoring the boy currently dry humping his dick.
Fuck, his dick was so nice and hard.
“Oh, I was bored. Thought I’d come out here and play with you for a bit.” This time, Gavin reached beneath him and began stroking Marcus’s cock.
