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I kiss Talon’s forehead, then tip his chin up to kiss him softly. “I’m sure you really came on this trip so you could meet me at the airport.”
They both laugh, Javier shooting me a grateful look. “Yeah,” Talon says, “the stoic man in the airport that saved me from missing my flight by finding my wallet. I guess it was meant to be.”
I let that comment pass. If Talon knew who I really was and why I needed to steal his wallet, he wouldn’t be so grateful.
Rolling onto his back, Talon stretches his arms over his head. “It’s all good though. I’m on vacation with you and Javier. This is way better.”
I grunt and sit up. “What’s the plan for today? Are we going?—”
“Oh shit!” Talon swears, thumping the heel of his hand on his forehead. “I forgot I have all that…” His cheeks turn a fine shade of pink as he looks between me and Javier. “Never mind.”
“Nope.” Javier sits up and pulls Talon up with him. “I know that look. You did something.” He narrows his eyes at him. “Something bad?”
“Of course not,” Talon scoffs.
“Something you weren’t supposed to do?”
“No,” Talon answers, his hands covering his face.
“I will tickle you until you tell me.” Javier poises his hands over Talon’s belly.
Talon drops his hands and giggles, bringing his knees to his chest to block Javier’s wandering fingers. “No, don’t. Okay, I’ll tell you.” He peeks up at me, then back at his best friend. “Before we came, remember when I was all secretive about the clothes I was packing?”
“Yeah.”
“Well…I got…lingerie. I ordered it from a catalog one of the guys I know had. I was going to wear them for Cole.”
Javier gives him a sad look. “I’m sorry. Cole is an ass. You deserve better.”
Talon looks at me and smiles before he turns and kisses Javier. Then he locks his lips with mine. “I do have better. Even if it’s just for the week we’re here. So while we’re here, it’s the three of us, right?”
I nod, kissing him again, then dragging Javier to my mouth. “The three of us. Now, show us what you brought.”
Talon’s throat bobs as he stares at me with wide eyes. Then his face splits into a filthy smile. “Show you?”
“Yeah. I want to see.”
“Me too,” Javier says, nibbling at the exposed skin of Talon’s throat. “What colors do you have?”
A filthy moan escapes Talon’s throat as he buries his fingers into Javier’s hair. “Uh…blue. Pink. Violet. Different….styles. Fuck, Javi.” He tips his head to the side, leaning on me as Javierclimbs higher up his body, kissing and sucking his skin. “A thong. Cheekies. Boy shorts.”
“What’s your favorite?” I ask, sliding my hand down to his dick, which is rock hard. I palm him, stroking up and down, my own cock rising as he whimpers and shudders.
“The…cheekies. I like how…fuck, I’m going to come if you two keep going.”
“Tell me why they’re your favorites,” I murmur, swiping my thumb over his crown, collecting the precum there. I bring it to my mouth and suck it off, before turning Talon’s face to mine to kiss him deeply, sharing his taste with him.
When I release his lips and take his cock back in hand, I ask again. “Why are they your favorites?”
“I like how…my ass looks…when I bend over.”
“Fuck,” Javier whispers, dragging his tongue from Talon’s neck to bury it into his mouth. I continue to stroke Talon, loving how his dick throbs in my hand.
Never in a million years did I think I’d be involved with two men, much less thinking about keeping them. It’s hopeless, seeing that I’m a hitman and they don’t even know my real name, but fuck, I don’t want to let them go. I’ve felt so…alive since I’ve been around them; I’ve felt like I could have a life without blood and gore and guns and violence. They make me feel…
…human.
A loud, but muffled moan pulls me from my thoughts. I get a good look at Talon’s O face before he blows his load over my fist and his belly. I keep stroking him as Javier kisses him through his orgasm.
