What Hides Inside: Bay City Paranormal Investigations, Book 2

wasn’t one-sided. Not with the hot hard thrust of Kim’s tongue, the grip on the back of Shane’s head that said he wasn’t coming up for air until Kim was good and done with Shane’s mouth. He bent his knees to press between Kim’s legs, lining up their dicks for some good, slow friction.
    But slow didn’t appear to be on the menu. Kim’s free hand worked between them. Damn, Shane expected a doctor to be good with his hands, but Kim had Shane unzipped and was teasing under Shane’s balls with a feather-light touch before his oxygen-depleted brain caught up enough to think about reciprocating.
    Kim never gave him a chance. He pulled Shane away from the kiss, hand stroking his jaw, thumb rubbing across his lip before Kim tugged Shane’s head lower, a wordless demand Shane had given often enough himself.
    Despite adhering to the dive tables, there must have been enough nitrogen left in Shane’s bloodstream for a little narcosis because he had dropped to his knees, fingers already on the top rivet of Kim’s khakis, before his brain hit on the thought that maybe this wasn’t exactly the best place for a blowjob. And what the hell made Kim think he could put him on his knees like this anyway?
    But there was a dark, shiny cock in front of his mouth, and Shane wasn’t going anywhere until he’d made Kim lose his fucking mind. Shane ran his tongue around the head, teasing a little more precome from the slit before rocking back on his heels and jacking the shaft slowly.
    “So is this where you go all doctor on me? Tell me to lick your frenulum, wrap my lips around your glans, run my thumb down—”
    Kim twisted a hand in Shane’s hair. “No. This is where I say, ‘Shut up and suck my dick.’”
    Shane let the hand in his hair guide him forward, then rubbed his lips across the satiny head. Kim pressed his dick against Shane’s smiling mouth. When Shane didn’t open up, Kim pulled Shane’s hair to tip his head back and asked, “What?”
    “You didn’t say please.” Shane grinned and steadied himself with hands on Kim’s hips.
“Shut up and suck my dick right the hell now.”
Shane licked his lips.
“Please,” Kim added finally, with a smile to answer Shane’s.
Taking Kim deep right away, Shane let the thick head rub on the back of his throat, lips in a tight circle. Kim’s grip relaxed, fingers petting and stroking through Shane’s hair. When he pulled off with a noisy suck to trace the vein underneath with his tongue, Kim’s hips bucked.
Beneath the deck under his knees, Shane felt the engines come to life. In about ten minutes the rest of the crew would be on deck. He and Kim were astern, so the captain probably hadn’t seen them on his way to the bridge. Shane didn’t give a shit anyway since he was kissing this job goodbye, but he kind of thought Kim’s opinion on an audience would be a mite different. It was time to get serious.
Using a hand on the shaft, Shane sucked and flicked the head with his tongue. Kim’s hand tightened in Shane’s hair again, pulling hard enough to sting. Shane sucked harder, but Kim yanked his head away, triggering a perverse disappointment in Shane’s gut. Yeah, they were in a hurry, and getting the reserved little doctor off so fast was candy-sweet to Shane’s ego. But his body had just started flying on the taste and heat of Kim’s dick sliding heavy on his tongue.
He tried to hang in for the finish, but before he could explain that he’d rather swallow than need a shower, Kim had flung Shane off and spun away to lean over the rail.
Shane climbed to his feet and stood behind Kim, listening to the breath whistle through his clenched teeth. Stupid fucker had taken off his wristbands. Shane put a hand on Kim’s back and rubbed the tense muscles between the hunched shoulder blades.
“See now if you were sucking my dick, I could consider you choking to be some kind of compliment, but this might give a guy a complex. Something wrong with my style?”
Somehow Kim managed to keep from puking when he opened his mouth to spit out a “Fuck you.”
“The bands don’t work if they ain’t on.”
Kim gave a tight hiss of breath and then ground out, “Really?”
Shane remembered the other pressure point he’d learned and pinched Kim’s earlobes, just under the cartilage.
The muscles in Kim’s back softened as he leaned into Shane, and he tried to tell his dick that even if it had found a nice ass there to rub on, the guy was seconds away from tossing his