Page 72 of By Rude Strength

“What? The paint is dry! I can’t remove it without moisture!”

“Fuck, ugh, don’t saymoisture!” LA squirmed, trying to dodge Cass’s paw like he was in the Matrix. “And don’t put your spit on my face! That’s gross!”

Cass grinned. “You don’t mind when it’s in your mouth!”

“Yeah, because it’s attached to your tongue!” LA burst out laughing. “It’s not the same!” He squealed as Cass playfully pinned him down. “Fuck! Nope, nope, nope.”

“Oh!” Cass paused. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, I’m fine—”

“Then come here!”

LA laughed and writhed, turning his head back and forth to avoid Cass’s wet paw. “No! Ah! Quit it!” His heart pounded faster and faster, and his struggling was creating some fantasticfriction as Cass pressed between his legs. He panted hard, staring up at Cass.

Cass had stopped trying to poke LA’s face and was looking at him with a gaze that brought all the blood in LA’s body to a titillating simmer. He purred, a low rumble that put a tremble in his voice as he murmured, “Elly—”

LA pulled Cass down into a fierce kiss and didn’t let go.

Chapter ten

LA kissed Cass passionatelyand squeezed his legs around Cass’s wide hips. He wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to remain in this position, but for now it was incredible. He loved Cass’s giant bulk weighing him down and grounding him to the couch, and he moved his hips to meet him.

Cass growled, a deep sound that LA felt resonate where their chests were pressed flush.

LA licked firmly into Cass’s mouth, urging his tongue to slide against his own.

God, this was hot.

He could smell sweat, paint, and Cass’s sweet scent all melting together into the most amazing aroma. He wanted to get his shirt off and keep rutting together while they kissed, but he couldn’t pull himself away from Cass’s thick shoulders long enough to bother.

Thrusting his hips against Cass’s created bursts of white-hot pleasure and LA moaned, a needy and desperate sound.

Cass growled again and broke the kiss to nip at LA’s neck.

“Oh fuck!” LA squirmed, delighted by the tease of sharp teeth.

“Is, is that all right?” Cass asked urgently. “I’m sorry! I should have asked—”

“Do it.” LA twisted his head to the side to bare his neck. “Fuckin’ bite me.”

Cass replied by chomping down on LA’s throat.

“Fuck!” LA squeaked, his hips bucking upward as the pressure in his loins skyrocketed. He didn’t think Cass had bitten him hard enough to actually break skin, but fuck, it felt amazing. He hadn’t realized how late it was, but the living room was growing dark now and Cass’s eyes glowed like two golden flames.

“You’re so beautiful,” Cass whispered.

“Funny. I was just thinkin’ the same thing about you.” LA grinned, cupping Cass’s face. “Your eyes are fuckin’ insane.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“I mean, they’re just so pretty it’s insane.”

“Ah, yes. A good thing indeed!” Cass growled happily. “You know, we never did decide on dinner…”

“Yeah, more focused on dessert right now.”

“You’re not supposed to have dessert before dinner.”