Page 64 of Hidden Desires
There was something shining in those baby-brown eyes that made Blade’s heart expand in his chest.
He wanted Ace to always look at him the way he was looking at him that very moment.
“Thank you. This really was amazing.” Ace smiled up at him.
Blade extended his hand. “Shall we go get one of those big-ass slushies? I’ve been dying to try one ever since we hit the street.”
Ace nodded as he gripped his hand tightly.
Blade knew that he was in trouble.
He was heading down a path that was going to bring him face-to-face with the man who could take away the one thing that he always craved—a family.
On their way back to the motel, Ace signaled Blade to follow him on his bike. They traveled west, away from the busy downtown strip, until they came to hills and desert.
The area was dark, isolated, and creepy as fuck—the perfect place to bury a body.
“Did you drive me all this way just to murder me and dump my body where no one will find it?” Blade asked, hopping off hisbike and stepping up next to Ace’s, whose bike was facing the opposite direction.
“You were supposed to park your bike the other way.”
“Huh?” Blade asked, turning around to see what Ace was looking at.
Before them were the downtown lights of Las Vegas, shining like a beacon calling out to all sinners and addicts.
It drew them in.
The good, the bad, and the wild.
This was their playground.
The city had a flavor for every appetite.
Leather? Lace? Bondage? Vanilla? Whatever your preference, Vegas could make it happen.
From this distance, the lights of downtown Vegas were more of a hazy glow. The desert around them was still dark and quiet, and so empty.
“Wow. Leave it to the gays to ensure that even their murders have a top-notch view.” Blade chuckled.
“Actually, I thought it might be fun to ride you on your bike in front of that view.”
A wicked grin slid across Ace’s face.
“Now you’re talking!” Blade cheered, yanking off his shirt and fumbling with his belt.
He couldn’t help the excitement quickly building in his chest. He couldn’t wait to get balls deep inside that pretty little hole.
Ace’s ass was now Blade’s drug of choice.
Goodbye, coke; hello, meaty piece of ass!
Ace chuckled as he approached Blade’s bike.
“Swing your legs over the side so I can start by sucking your dick.”
Blade did as he was told. He undid his jeans and dropped them down around his ankles.
He knew he was not being romantic or sexy, but that was him. He fucked hard and rough, and didn’t care about making the before stuff look sexy.
