Free Dracul's Revenge 01: Dracul's Blood by Carol Lynne, T. A. Chase Page B

his thighs.
    The kiss heated up and became sloppy as they teased each other with teeth, tongues, and lips. Bobby threaded his fingers into Nik’s hair, holding the younger man still while he plundered his mouth.
    Only when his lungs screamed for oxygen did he back off. Nik’s face was flushed and his eyes hazy with lust. The front of Nik’s khakis didn’t hide the bulge of the man’s erection.
    Smiling, Bobby helped Nik back into his seat and fastened the seat belt while Nik caught his breath and seemed to get his body under control.
    “Shit. I knew you were going to be a firecracker.” Bobby inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of desire and need filling his car. “If I hadn’t needed to breathe, our first time would have been in the backseat of my car, and trust me, that isn’t comfortable.”
    Nik ducked his head, cheeks beet red. Bobby reached out and caressed Nik’s cheekbone.
    “I think our first time should be in a bed with all the time in the world. I want to lick every inch of you and have you screaming my name by the time I’m done with you.”
    His crude words seemed to have shocked Nik, because the professor didn’t comment as Bobby started the car and pulled away from the kerb. He turned the radio up, letting classic rock pour out of the speakers. He took Nik’s hand and rested it on his thigh under his own.

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    “Which track are we going to?” Nik’s voice was hoarse.
    “Belmont. It’s their fall meet. I only go up to Saratoga when I have a couple days in a row off, and I know I’m not going to get called in.” Bobby squeezed Nik’s hand. “Got some good horses running today. I’ll teach you how to pick a winner.”
    “I don’t gamble.”
    “You won’t even wager a dollar?” He drove with easy confidence, knowing just how tightly tuned his car was.
    “I work hard for my money. Why would I want to throw it away on a horse race?”
    Nik frowned.
    Bobby winked at Nik. “See, I knew you were smarter than me. I don’t bet a lot of money. Don’t wanna have to sell my car to pay my debts. It took me too long to restore this beauty to lose it all on a bet.”
    Twenty minutes later, they were parking at Belmont and Bobby led Nik in through the gates. After grabbing a programme and the Daily Racing Form, he rested his hand at the small of Nik’s back and directed the smaller man through the crowd to the grandstands.
    Track regulars called out to him, asking him who he picked to win the first race. He joked with them, but didn’t stop. Nik’s shoulders were tense and Bobby got the feeling that Nik didn’t get out much and crowds might make the professor nervous.
    “Don’t worry. This is my favourite spot, right at the finish. We’ll get a good look at the horses crossing the line.” He gestured for Nik to take a seat. “Are you hungry or thirsty? I can get us something.”
    Nik shook his head, his gaze wandering over the crowd. What was Nik thinking? Did he regret coming to the track with Bobby? Was the noise and the people overwhelming for the man?
    Bobby sat down and gripped Nik’s shoulder. “If you get bored or decide you’ve had enough, let me know. I come here every weekend, so leaving early wouldn’t be a problem for me.”
    Nik nodded and Bobby decided to relax. Nik was a big boy and he’d tell Bobby if he wasn’t happy. Opening the programme, he checked which horses were running in the first DRACUL’S BLOOD
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    race. He handed it to Nik and folded the Form open, flipping through the pages until he got to the Beyer Speed Figures.
    “Okay, Nik. Are you ready for your first lesson in betting on the horses?”
    Biting his lip, Nik wrinkled his nose and Bobby laughed.
    “Don’t worry. I’m not going to frog-march you up to the windows and force you to place a bet. I’ll do the betting.” He bumped their shoulders together. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll be good luck for me.”
    Nik