Chapter 4
Jax leered and laughed and pulled Cassidy to him by the knees. He hefted and shifted Cassidy until he could get inside again, and then rode for home. When at first Jax froze, Cassidy thought Jax had shot, and wriggled out of the belt so he could free his own load, but Jax swore.
“Shit! The condom came off.”
But even if the bedroom had burst into flames, Cassidy would have needed Jax to finish before he’d have been able to even think about saving his own skin. He couldn’t even get his head around the concept of ‘consequences.’ He took hold of Jax by his bony hips and guided him back in so there would be no misunderstanding.
“Who cares?” he said. “What, am I gonna get pregnant? Just come in me.”
Grinning, grunting, and almost gagging on his release, Jax did.
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