Red Hot(Sex & Mayhem #5)(97)

Even the angular lines of Loki’s face seemed soft when he smiled. “You’re so crazy. I fucking love it.” He pulled on the hem of Red Jack’s shirt.

“You know what else I’ve got to spice things up tonight?” Red Jack raised his eyebrows and pulled a plastic bag with coke to Loki’s eye level.

Loki kicked off his trainers and opened his belt with a loud clang. “There will be no other night like this.”

Red Jack grinned at him and sat on the mattress, pulling off his shirt. “My thoughts exactly. Imagine we die here and the next owner doesn’t know there’s a basement under his house. And he’s like ‘What’s this smell, Margaret?’” Red Jack laughed out loud and took off his shoes, watching Loki’s lean stomach flex. This was gonna be good.

Loki pushed down his pants, staying only in his navy boxer briefs. He pressed on Red Jack’s chest, making him fall into the piled-up money. The paper felt weird on Red Jack’s skin but he couldn’t think about it much when Loki towered over him with an erection straining the front of his underpants. Red Jack would have never thought he’d salivate for cock, but there he was, ready to break all of his own rules.

“Two mummies preserved by coke.”

Red Jack took a deep breath and poured out a neat-ish line on his stomach. He slid his hand to his own dick and cupped it through his pants. He couldn’t care less about the world outside of this room.

Loki’s groan made Red Jack throb to the core. Those slim but muscled legs flexed when Loki fell to his knees and crawled between Red Jack’s thighs. It didn’t seem possible, but his black eyes got even darker in the frame of thick eyelashes. Thick, shiny hair fell over one of Loki’s shoulders and burned Red Jack’s hip when Loki leaned in and lapped at the skin below the line of white dust.

Red Jack licked the inside of his lip, where his new tattoo was. If he was to die, he wouldn’t have wanted to miss out on this kind of stuff. He grabbed one of the bills off the bed and rolled it up for Loki. Red Jack’s dick was filling at the closeness of Loki’s lips. “I shoulda made a white trail all the way to my cock.”

“What if it numbed you, dummy?” chuckled Loki. He put the paper straw against the line and took it in. His eyes closed, and he cleared his throat while rubbing the side of his nose. He fell to the bed next to Red Jack and pulled on his beard.

“I could stop at the pubes.” Red Jack licked his lips, ready to inhale the coke and feel Loki even stronger. Touch every goose bump on Loki’s skin and taste the scent of his hair. Jack made a line on Loki’s stomach, admiring every single muscle on it, and without waiting any longer, he bowed down to snort the coke. Almost immediately, he could hear the pounding of his heart increase. Loki pulled him up and met him in a deep, sloppy kiss that gave Red Jack yet another kick.

“Let’s do that next time,” he whispered, kissing Red Jack all over the face, breathless.

Yeah, Red Jack could believe there would be a next time. Why not? He groaned, flooded by a pleasant flush as his arousal spiked by the second. He pushed down his jeans along with his pants. Waiting was not on his mind when he was like this. “We can do more lines later.” A wide grin forced Red Jack’s lips apart when his dick got to touch Loki’s naked thigh. The sheets and paper felt so rough in comparison to Loki’s smooth skin, to his wind-dried hair, and soft lips. Red Jack cleared his throat to get rid of the aftertaste that numbed the back of his throat, but his senses were already focused on the beautiful uncut cock peeking from underneath Loki’s briefs.

Loki pushed off the last of his clothes and tackled Red Jack with a big grin. “Got you.”

“You fuckin’ distracted me!” Red Jack grabbed Loki’s hair and pulled him down for a kiss. Skin to skin. So close. He could sense every single hair on Loki’s body brushing against him, and when he put his nose against Loki’s neck, the fresh scent of the ocean hit him right away.

“It’s because you’re moving so slow,” chuckled Loki, kissing Red Jack with so much force that their teeth slid against each other.

“I’m slow? You little fucker!” Red Jack put his arms around Loki and pinched his ass while grinding his erection against Loki’s stomach.

Loki’s buttocks hardened when he flexed them, attacking Red Jack’s neck with his gleaming white teeth. The sharp sensation of skin being chewed and pulled balanced at the very edge of pain and pleasure, and as Loki stirred his hips in the air, Red Jack’s cock stiffened. That sweet-smelling hair covered Red Jack’s face like mesh made of the smoothest silk, teasing his skin every time Loki moved.