Page 135 of Cold Hard Cash

Cold took a long and deep breath, before going back in for another passionate kiss, his hands adoring Jimmy’s entire body. “Exquisite,” he purred, carefully moving to start untying the ropes.

Jimmy was exhausted, sweaty, and completely satisfied. And sore. Mmmph. He shuddered as Cold lovingly pulled all the ropes away, groaning as he was gently laid down and missing that thick cock inside of him already. He pouted but couldn’t keep from smiling when Cold started cleaning him up.

Gently massaging his hands to make sure they were getting proper blood flow, Cold kissed Jimmy’s wrists where the ropes had left marks. He kissed each of his palms as well once he was satisfied, bowing his head and starting to lick Jimmy’s stomach clean.

Jimmy blushed from all the attention, watching his boyfriend lap up every drop. He whimpered when Cold’s tongue ducked down between his legs to get a taste of himself.

Jimmy was a perfect and happy puddle, smiling when Cold went off to get a damp cloth to make sure he was cleaned up properly. “Mmmph, that was... amazing,” he sighed happily.

“Good?” Cold smiled warmly as he washed Jimmy’s lean body.

“Oh, so good.”

Cold nodded, cleaning up the last of the mess, then stepping briefly back into the bathroom. Jimmy was happy to see him fully stripped down when he came out to join him in bed.

Eagerly moving the covers back, Jimmy waiting for Cold to stretch out before pouncing. He burrowed against his side, mumbling happy little sounds as Cold curled his arm around his shoulders. Gently resting his hand on Cold’s chest, he toyed with his hair before gliding up along his collarbone.

Cold’s eyes started to close, allowing Jimmy to explore all he wanted, pulling the blankets up around him as he got ready for sleep. He looked peaceful, decades younger.

“You know what?” Jimmy said, peering at Cold’s gorgeous face.

“Mmm. What?”

“I’m really glad you didn’t let Jules burn me,” he teased, grinning playfully.

Cold barked out a short laugh. “You know I wouldn’t have let him burn you. Much.”

“Much, he says,” Jimmy snorted.

There was a long pause, so long that Jimmy thought he had fallen asleep. “For what it’s worth... I’m sorry,” Cold said softly, his eyes opening to look at Jimmy.

Jimmy lifted up his head in surprise, smiling adoringly at his lover. “Hey, it’s not exactly the story you wanna tell your kids about, but everybody has to start somewhere.”

Cold didn’t say anything, only smiled, his fingers lightly tracing over the remaining impressions from rope left on Jimmy’s wrists.

Hooking his leg over Cold’s thigh, Jimmy snuggled closer. He let his eyes slowly shut, listening to his boyfriend’s breathing. While their start was quite unconventional, Jimmy wouldn’t change a thing, knowing that it all led to this moment.

He was so happy. His father was going to be free soon, and he was in love with a gorgeous and kind man, who was also a severely complicated and ruthless gangster, but hey, no one was perfect.

In his mind though, here in this bed, Cold was pretty damn close.

“I love you,” Jimmy said quietly as he began to drift off.

Cold kissed his hair, carefully lacing their fingers together and giving them a gentle squeeze.

Jimmy liked to think that was Cold’s way of saying it back, falling asleep with a smile on his face.

* * *

When he woke up, he was happy to find Cold still in bed with him, though he had been pushed almost to the edge of the bed from Jimmy’s aggressive snuggling. Jimmy also realized he had been sleeping sideways, his arms still around Cold but his long legs kicked out across the bed.

Cold was already awake, eyes heavy from sleep, but instantly alert when he saw Jimmy stirring. “Good morning.”

“Mmm, good morning,” Jimmy mumbled, rolling over to relinquish his monopoly of the bed. To his delight, Cold moved with him, his strong arms curling around his waist as he kissed his shoulder. Jimmy could also feel Cold’s hard cock digging in against him. “Mm,verygood morning.”

Cold smirked, trailing kisses down Jimmy’s shoulder. “It’s about to be.”

Jimmy groaned as Cold’s wet fingers pressed into him, making the way for his cock to slip inside. Cold’s arms wrapped around Jimmy, slowly connecting their bodies and rocking into him, happening only too easily after how stretched Jimmy had been last night.