Jared moved his lips to the tender skin beneath Carson's ear. "Grab a handful of cocktail napkins from the table," he ordered. "We don't want to make a mess out of that nice green shirt you have on."
Carson scrambled to obey as Jared's hand sped up and his lips sucked on his sensitive skin. He'd just managed to get a wad of napkins over the head of his cock when Jared nipped his neck. His balls pulled even tighter, his thighs trembled and his dick pulsed. Warm release soaked the napkins as Carson bit back a hoarse cry.
"That's it, Carson. Show me how much you missed my touch," Jared crooned.
His mate continued to nibble and suck on his neck as Carson came down from his orgasm. Warm sensations cascaded over Carson, knowing his mate had returned to him, wanted him, intensifying his release. Finally, he pried his eyes open and looked at him. "What about you?"
Jared grinned. "You can suck me in the car later."
Carson chuckled, but his cock twitched at the thought of tasting his mate's cream. He leaned forward and kissed Jared. "I look forward to it."
Just then, a pair of men he didn't recognize flopped onto the seat across from them. "You wore me out, Bobby. You sure can dance."
"Hello, Raul," Jared greeted the redhead, amusement clear in his tone. "I'd like you to meet Carson." Jared turned to look at him, grinning with his knowledge that Carson was struggling to discreetly tuck his dick back into his jeans under the table while keeping a wad of cum covered napkins away from his clothes. "Carson, this is my buddy Raul. He helps me with jobs on occasion and chose to relocate with me."
"Jobs?" he questioned, taking the opportunity to discreetly finish righting his clothes. "I thought … " Well, I guess he didn't really say he was quitting, did he? I just sort of assumed …
"Don't worry, Carson," he softly reassured, brushing a finger down his jaw. "You remember the business I told Terry's friends I do? Well, it shouldn't take much to open up a base of operations here." He grinned cheekily. "I bet I can even get a recommendation from Declan."
Carson grinned, certain the relief he felt showed clearly on his face. "I'm sure you could." And he meant it. Jared had already proven that he had skill at breaking into high security facilities. Now the man planned to get paid for it.
"So this is the guy you fell in love with and uprooted our lives for?" Raul interrupted.
Carson froze for a second, surprised at the man's words, before he swung his gaze to focus on Jared. "You love me?" he whispered.
Jared glared briefly at Raul and then took hold of Carson's hand. "Yeah. I love you, Carson." He squeezed the hand he held before bringing it to his lips and nipping the skin of Carson's palm sensually. "You think I'd move ‘cross the country for just anyone?"
The mix of playfulness and intensity had his heart beating faster in his chest, as a fresh wave of desire flowed through him. Carson buried his free hand in Jared's short dark hair and pulled his face close. "I love you, too, Jared," he growled and then took his mate in a hungry kiss. His cock started to fill again and Carson dropped the tissues on the floor, no longer caring what happened to them or who may find them later. He grabbed his mate's thigh and pulled him closer still.
"Awe." Bobby's sappy sigh cut into his senses and Carson eased the kiss to an end, remembering where they were. "You guys are so cute together!" He turned to Raul, leaned close and batted his eyelashes playfully. "Do you think we'll ever be like that?"
Carson could hear the teasing in the young man's tone, but evidently Raul didn't. His eyes widened like a deer in the headlights and he tried to pull his arm free. "No! I told you … "
Bobby started to laugh. "Yeah, yeah, straight boy," he teased. "But you do make a great dance gracefully unfolded himself from the seat "Anyone want a drink?"
"Bobby Truman?"
The young man spun around, his eyes widening comically. "Detective Stryker! Hi!" For a second the guy glanced around, obviously looking for someone, then his eyes returned to Grady's imposing figure. He opened his mouth as if to ask something, but snapped his jaw shut when Grady shook his head once. "It's good to see you," Bobby said instead.
Carson wondered how the pair knew each other, but the warning that had flashed across the big tiger shifter's expression didn't invite questions. The grin he focused on Bobby didn't quite reach his eyes. "I'm off the clock right now, Bobby. Call me Grady." Bobby nodded and Grady glanced at the table and spotted Raul. "Is this your date?"
Raul sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Jared laughed. "Naw. Raul's a friend of mine from Massachusetts. He's just dancing," he added with a grin. Jared slid from the booth and held a hand out for Carson. "Speaking of dancing, I believe you owe me a couple before we get out of here."
Carson grinned and gripped his mate's hand, loving how natural it felt to tangle their fingers together. "Then let's get partner." He and grinned. to it, because I have plans for your ass later," he growled, squeezing his mate's rear firmly.
"Oh, well, do tell, Injun. Do tell," Jared teased.
The others at the table chuckled as they sauntered onto the dance floor, both of them grinning largely. Carson pulled his mate into his arms and sighed. Jared was there, with him, to stay and he couldn't wait to get home.