Chapter 38

“Kiko,” he managed, pulling away slightly. Kiko immediately dipped down at what had to be an uncomfortable angle and took Dom into his mouth. There was no holding back at that—Dom groaned and came, stiff and trapped in the seat, Kiko sucking him dry.

He closed his eyes and savored the sensation as it dwindled, mouth open. That had been a good idea. He felt Kiko tucking him back in, zipping up his pants for him, then his mouth was on Dom’s again, and he’d saved enough of a taste that Dom suddenly had a mouth full of himself, of Kiko’s tongue.

“Was that adequate car sex?” asked Kiko when he pulled back, grinning. His tie was lopsided and his hair messed up. Dom wanted to see that smile transformed. He wanted to give back to Kiko exactly what he’d done to him.

He decided he’d do exactly that.

“Why don’t you decide?” he asked, and covered Kiko’s mouth with his own.