Free Something Sinful This Way Comes [McQueen Was My Valley 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Karen Mercury Page B

moments ago.
    Only. Reality was far better than his imagination.
    Nathan was shoved back against the tiled enclosure, the water showering harmlessly down onto the crouching Longtree’s back. “ Bala’a il a’air ,” Nathan muttered. Cocksucker.
    Longtree hoovered Nathan’s slab of meat like a professional, complete with obscene sucking sounds. Nathan dug his nails into Longtree’s naked shoulder as every sensation in his body was sucked down into his groin. He rammed his cock into the officer’s mouth, fucking the mouth with abandon.
    He knew he had told Longtree they couldn’t fool around anymore. But how was he to escape this shower? Escape Longtree’s brutally punishing mouth? Sure, he could’ve literally kicked him out of the shower. And his Glock was right over there. But why create a fuss?
    Especially when it was the best cocksucking of his entire life.
    Within seconds of pumping into that talented mouth, Nathan was spewing a load more ample than the load he’d shot on top of the mesa. His mind went blank as he choked on his own cries, jet after jet of hot semen blasting the back of his partner’s throat. His hips twitched, he clutched the back of Longtree’s skull, and he felt he’d strangle the guy the way he was jamming his prick down his esophagus.
    But Longtree obediently slurped and gulped, and soon Nathan was shuddering helplessly as the warden milked the last drops of seed from his throbbing tool.
    He pushed him away—again—but was careful not to knock him against the tiled enclosure. He’d seen too many dead people in bathtubs in his time. Now Longtree spun on his ass, grinning like the cat that ate the canary. Nathan stepped out of the enclosure, prick and balls swaying impudently in the warden’s face.
    Nathan rifled through his bag for fresh jeans and black T-shirt. “You let Xandra leave alone? You do know she’s being stalked, don’t you? Or do you only care about animals?”
    Longtree was carelessly showering, using Nathan’s shampoo. “Like she said. If the guy was stalking her, he’d have her by now. She’s obviously got something he wants. I think you might annoy her more than anything by following her around—or become her stalker.”
    Nathan buckled on his shoulder holster. “I’ve got to get to the lodge to get that data from that Marcus clown.”
    Longtree smiled even under the spray of water directly in his face. “Hey. I’m not knocking it. Guys like us live on the fringe. Get it where you can. She’s a hottie. But you know she’s got that lawyer guy Sol to protect her, too. And her brother lives next door to her.”
    Nathan sat on the closed toilet seat to jam his feet into his running shoes. “That moron stayed? I thought he was flying back last night. Ibn himar . That’s all we need. From what little I saw of that lawyer, Xandra will need more protecting from him .”
    He stood, transferring his wallet from his running shorts to his jeans. Longtree showered serenely, his long, dark-skinned haunches twinkling in the spray. Nathan’s eyes lingered longer than was necessary to discern that Longtree’s ass was nearly as well-rounded as his own. Or so he’d been told.
    Longtree must’ve caught Nathan glimpsing, for he shot him another grin. “You’ve got real stick-to-itiveness, Horowitz. Got to hand you that. You’re determined to catch that burglar. And you stuck to your guns about not getting into it with anyone again. Especially me.”
    Nathan felt his jaw tighten with impotent rage. The fuckwad was right. He’d let the Indian cop slurp up his dick again without so much as a shove to the shoulder or a whimper. Nathan was going to have to make up his mind. Obviously his subconscious was determined to hump one of these two delectable treats—Longtree or Xandra. And Nathan knew himself well enough to know he’d explode in a very dangerous manner if he didn’t find some outlet for his urges. But could he protect Xandra at the same time he was humping