All Is Bright - K. Sterling Page 0,37
as he crashed into his lips. Lavender pulled out and climbed over him and yelped as Sage’s fingers pushed into his hole and reached deep. Sage found his prostate and ground hard as his other hand tightened around Lavender’s cock. He kneaded with his fingertips as he pulled at Lavender’s shaft and he shattered as his cum spilled over Sage’s fingers. “That’s it!” Sage said then coated his hard-on with Lavender’s cum before he pulled him onto it. Sage locked Lavender’s ass against his groin as he bucked off the bed and Lavender saw stars. His head fell back as he sobbed Sage’s name and Lavender felt like his bones had melted and turned into honey. “Jeremy!” Sage screamed and a rush of heat flooded Lavender’s core. “See? Not meh at all,” he wheezed once he could speak and Lavender yawned and hummed contentedly.
“As long as you’re still impressed.”
Chapter 23
“Agent Sloan’s instincts were sound. The CIA’s been hiding something from us for months,” Alon said. Reginald’s eyes tightened but he took a long drag from his joint and strolled past the orchids as if he was bored and moping. He ran his hand through his hair and scrubbed thoughtfully before using his thumb to adjust the earpiece. “Marston’s set up a hotspot in the conservatory but I can’t see what he’s doing.”
Reginald snorted in disgust and went to check his sad little Frankenlaptop amongst the lilies and the philodendron. There was nothing to see because Reginald didn’t dare do more than piggyback off of the house with what little he could grab from Toly and spy on him. He didn’t have the bandwidth or power to do much and couldn’t risk Toly detecting more than a smartphone coming from that side of the house. But Reginald was grabbing bits and pieces of Blink and Alon’s exchanges and had an idea of how much ground Toly was making.
“Where are you? I smell pot but I don’t see you,” Paul called from somewhere around the pond. Reginald quickly slipped the keyboard and the screen into the transformer box with the motherboard and cut it off then closed the lid and locked it. He took out the earpiece and slid it into his pocket as he stood and ambled back to the path. Reginald lit the joint and filled his lungs so a long plume of smoke would spill from his nose as he intercepted Paul.
“Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe, when tipped with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe...” Reginald recited and gathered Paul in his arms so he could dance him down the path and away from the transformer box. “Let’s get high and take a dip in the pond,” he purred.
“You’re already high and I don’t want to smell like fish and pond water,” Paul whispered but his hand spread across Reginald’s back possessively and they twirled dramatically around the fountain in the center. Paul brought them to a halt and bent Reginald back. “What have you heard?” He asked very quietly as his lips brushed against Reginald’s.
“Beg your pardon?”
“I saw you pick up the earpiece,” Paul mouthed as they straightened and Reginald’s brows jumped.
“Have I told you how much I love you lately?” He asked and groaned as he pecked at Paul’s lips. He was so, so smart and so hard as Reginald rubbed against him.
“Several times this morning,” Paul murmured.
“But I haven’t told you this afternoon. I love you,” Reginald said and laughed when Paul backed him into the trunk of an orange tree. Paul hummed as he lowered his head and bit into the side of Reginald’s neck, causing goosebumps to explode and spread down his back. “They know the CIA’s been hiding Blackout from them and they know I’ve got a smartphone,” he panted and Paul growled in approval as he worked Reginald’s belt loose and flicked the button at his waist.
“What else?” He asked and Reginald shivered as Paul unzipped him. His hand cupped the front of Reginald’s jock and he rose on his toes as Paul squeezed.
“Alon thinks the Chinese might be involved as well,” he breathed then reached between them and grabbed Paul’s wrist. “Really hard, right now.”
“Is that all you heard?”
“Alon is impressed with you.”
“Is he?” Paul chuckled as he spun Reginald. His chest hit the tree and Paul’s breath wafted against Reginald’s ear as he jerked his belt and his fly open. “Let’s hope he’s watching. This should be pretty impressive.”
“Holy Fuck, I love you so much,” Reginald sighed and held