Chasing Justice (Gay Detective Romance Novella) by Corynn Crawford Page A
Authors: Corynn Crawford
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passionate. Moaning and panting followed, along with the low, bass sound of Thayer’s voice saying “Yeah, baby.”
There was the rustling of material, and then the sound of someone’s belt getting unfastened.
Luke tried shifting his weight again the moment the slurping noises started. Thayer moaned, and the nervousness Luke was feeling morphed into a heat that drifted directly to his abdomen. He couldn’t move; he was balancing himself on either side of the toilet with his arms pressed for dear life against the sides of the stall, and every time Eddie shifted, his ass brushed against the front of Luke’s thin trousers.
Someone out there gasped, and Luke clenched his eyes shut, willing himself to maintain control. But the wet noises of the blowjob were reverberating across the tiles of the small bathroom—and each sound sent pulses directly to Luke’s cock, which was now twitching.
When Luke opened his eyes again, he was staring right into Eddie’s. The blond man smiled, an almost knowing grin, and kissed Luke hard on the mouth.
Eddie pulled Luke away from where he was balanced over the toilet, and they pressed together against one wall of the stall. As the noises continued in the bathroom between Thayer and Julio, Eddie slid his hand over the front of Luke’s pants. There was nowhere to turn or hide in the close confines of the stall, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hide his growing erection. At this point he wasn’t sure he wanted to.
Eddie kissed him again, neither man making so much as a sound while they did it. It was all breathless need and energy. All Luke could hear were the frenzied sounds of the other two men in the bathroom, his blood pounding in his ears, and the low growls coming from Eddie’s throat.
Luke controlled the gasp that came from his mouth when Eddie squeezed his cock through his pants. Giving himself over to the feeling, he stayed silent and kissed Eddie back, grinding himself against the other man and thrusting his hips. Luke gripped a handful of Eddie’s curls to pull his head back and then pressed his tongue deep into Eddie’s mouth. Luke kissed him hard, their teeth gnashing together, his lips sucking at Eddie’s, thick and wet and hungry. Eddie’s mustache brushed his face, reminding Luke this was no woman he was kissing, but a man whose own erection was starting to press against his.
Eddie let out a small sigh, which let Luke know he was doing something right. He took the initiative and slid his palm under Eddie’s shirt, his fingers teasing the tufts of hair and tight muscles beneath. With a quick shift of his weight, Luke grabbed him by the hips and turned him around, so that Eddie had his back against the wall of the stall. Luke put his hands on Eddie’s ass and drew him closer, rubbing their cocks together through their pants.
Eddie seemed happy enough to let Luke take the lead, and tilted his head back to allow Luke to bite and kiss his neck. It was as if he knew all along this is where they would wind up, and he let Luke explore his desires. Luke’s hands were everywhere on Eddie’s body: his ass, his chest, the tops of his thighs, and especially his crotch.
The sensations were almost overwhelming to Luke, who had kissed approximately two other people in his entire life: his wife and his ninth-grade girlfriend. Years of faithful marriage couldn’t prepare him for what it felt like to kiss another man. It felt raw, and sensual, and forbidden all at the same time.
Then Eddie broke the kiss, and Luke opened his eyes, sensing the loss. He was about to speak, but Eddie put his fingers to Luke’s lips and reached down for his gun. “Business before pleasure, big guy,” he whispered, brushing his lips against Luke’s cheek. “Listen.”
Luke blinked and cleared his head, then nodded. The men out in the bathroom had obviously just finished. He reached behind him for his gun hidden in his waistband.
“You take Thayer,” Eddie said, his lips
There was the rustling of material, and then the sound of someone’s belt getting unfastened.
Luke tried shifting his weight again the moment the slurping noises started. Thayer moaned, and the nervousness Luke was feeling morphed into a heat that drifted directly to his abdomen. He couldn’t move; he was balancing himself on either side of the toilet with his arms pressed for dear life against the sides of the stall, and every time Eddie shifted, his ass brushed against the front of Luke’s thin trousers.
Someone out there gasped, and Luke clenched his eyes shut, willing himself to maintain control. But the wet noises of the blowjob were reverberating across the tiles of the small bathroom—and each sound sent pulses directly to Luke’s cock, which was now twitching.
When Luke opened his eyes again, he was staring right into Eddie’s. The blond man smiled, an almost knowing grin, and kissed Luke hard on the mouth.
Eddie pulled Luke away from where he was balanced over the toilet, and they pressed together against one wall of the stall. As the noises continued in the bathroom between Thayer and Julio, Eddie slid his hand over the front of Luke’s pants. There was nowhere to turn or hide in the close confines of the stall, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hide his growing erection. At this point he wasn’t sure he wanted to.
Eddie kissed him again, neither man making so much as a sound while they did it. It was all breathless need and energy. All Luke could hear were the frenzied sounds of the other two men in the bathroom, his blood pounding in his ears, and the low growls coming from Eddie’s throat.
Luke controlled the gasp that came from his mouth when Eddie squeezed his cock through his pants. Giving himself over to the feeling, he stayed silent and kissed Eddie back, grinding himself against the other man and thrusting his hips. Luke gripped a handful of Eddie’s curls to pull his head back and then pressed his tongue deep into Eddie’s mouth. Luke kissed him hard, their teeth gnashing together, his lips sucking at Eddie’s, thick and wet and hungry. Eddie’s mustache brushed his face, reminding Luke this was no woman he was kissing, but a man whose own erection was starting to press against his.
Eddie let out a small sigh, which let Luke know he was doing something right. He took the initiative and slid his palm under Eddie’s shirt, his fingers teasing the tufts of hair and tight muscles beneath. With a quick shift of his weight, Luke grabbed him by the hips and turned him around, so that Eddie had his back against the wall of the stall. Luke put his hands on Eddie’s ass and drew him closer, rubbing their cocks together through their pants.
Eddie seemed happy enough to let Luke take the lead, and tilted his head back to allow Luke to bite and kiss his neck. It was as if he knew all along this is where they would wind up, and he let Luke explore his desires. Luke’s hands were everywhere on Eddie’s body: his ass, his chest, the tops of his thighs, and especially his crotch.
The sensations were almost overwhelming to Luke, who had kissed approximately two other people in his entire life: his wife and his ninth-grade girlfriend. Years of faithful marriage couldn’t prepare him for what it felt like to kiss another man. It felt raw, and sensual, and forbidden all at the same time.
Then Eddie broke the kiss, and Luke opened his eyes, sensing the loss. He was about to speak, but Eddie put his fingers to Luke’s lips and reached down for his gun. “Business before pleasure, big guy,” he whispered, brushing his lips against Luke’s cheek. “Listen.”
Luke blinked and cleared his head, then nodded. The men out in the bathroom had obviously just finished. He reached behind him for his gun hidden in his waistband.
“You take Thayer,” Eddie said, his lips
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