Play Dirty (Wages of Sin #2) - Neve Wilder Page 0,2

Madigan was. “Akil means intelligent.” He kicked off his shoes next, skin heating as Akil’s unrelenting gaze moved up and down his body. “Are you?”

“I like to think so. Take out your cock, Smith. I’d like very much to see it.” There was a teasing lilt on the end of the demand, one that curved Madigan’s smile higher as he strolled forward, stepping between Akil’s legs.

“Take it out yourself,” Madigan challenged. A few moments elapsed before Akil slid his hands up Madigan’s thighs and worked open his belt. He made an appreciative noise when Madigan’s cock popped free uninhibited as soon as he pulled the zipper down.

A warm thrill ran up Madi’s spine as Akil traced a finger along the length of his shaft and then slowly around the curvature of his glans, the touch so light it was hardly present, just enough to be absolutely maddening. Madigan resisted the urge to clutch the man’s hair and drive his cock down his throat, though he wasn’t sure why. He’d rarely hesitated with other hookups.

He let out a pleased groan when Akil finally gripped him tighter and gave him some short-lived friction that crackled up his spine, waking up every nerve ending in its path.

“Show me what you like,” Akil said, releasing him.

Madigan’s balls felt heavy and hot. He tugged them once, then grabbed his cock and stroked it the way he did when he was alone, his breath coming in soft bursts mixed with the occasional groan. He didn’t mind being watched. In fact, he liked the intent way Akil’s gaze moved over his face, concentration pulling his dark brows together. “Fuck, that’s it,” he whispered when Akil leaned forward, closing his lips around the head of Madigan’s cock. He kept his gaze locked steadily to Madigan’s as he leaned back a half inch and flicked his tongue over Madi’s tip. He was a tease, no doubt. Madigan liked teases, too.

Letting go of his cock in favor of sinking his fingers into Akil’s midnight-dark strands, Madigan urged him to swallow more of his dick with an insistent tug. Pleasure careened through him when Akil complied, and Madigan took advantage, urging him lower, thrusting his cock deeper into the wet heat of Akil’s mouth, a shudder running through his shoulders when the other man swallowed around him and then sucked noisily up one side of his shaft.

“Goddamn, you’re good at that.”

Akil reeled back with a surprisingly playful smile. “It’s my very first time, can you tell?”

“Like hell,” Madigan answered with a smirk and caught Akil by the jaw, squeezing until his lips popped open and he could slide inside that perfect wet heat again. He fucked his mouth in slow, deep strokes that made Akil’s eyes widen and water around his length. Madigan could’ve easily gotten off just like that—the man had a mouth as addictive as sin—but he wanted Akil’s ass, too, so he slowed down and stepped away long enough to reach into one of his suitcases and pull out a ribbon of condoms and lube, which he tossed on the bed before kneeling in front of Akil.

He unfastened Akil’s trousers, impatient to see what he was packing and wasn’t disappointed. Akil was long, not overly thick, but sleek like the rest of him. Madigan spared a quick upward glance, then spit on the head of Akil’s cock, letting the sheen run down the sides before he wrapped his fist around him and stroked. With his other hand, he worked the laces on Akil’s left shoe, removed it and the sock, then traded hands and did the same with his right. Next, came the pants and underwear. Madigan sucked one heavy testicle in his mouth and earned a sultry moan, but Akil resisted when Madigan tried to push him back on the bed.

“Let’s talk about that ass of yours.” Akil’s grin was as sharp as it was tempting.

Madigan made sure his matched. “It’s yours if you can take it. But only if you’ll accept the same terms.” Madigan was versatile, operated according to his mood, and this man made every cell in his body defiant.

“We’re bargaining?” Akil’s eyes danced, and Madigan straightened with a shrug.

“I don’t know that I’d call it bargaining so much as—” Madigan lost the rest as he was yanked onto the bed and shoved to his back. Akil pinned his biceps and thighs and came in for another heated kiss, catching Madi’s tongue between his teeth and pulling a deep groan from Madigan when he