Quote by Darien Cox

“He glanced over at Tommy’s leather jacket on the chair. “Did you buy it at ‘Thugs R’ Us’?” He found himself grinning again, thinking…

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“Angelo tugged his white shirt open, buttons popping. “Angelo!” Looking up at Corey, Angelo nuzzled his hip. “I’ll buy you a new shirt,” he…

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“He even allowed his eye to wander through the crowd, admiring the ass of a sinfully well-built guy leaning on the bar while he…

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“Including what’s in your pants,” Angelo said. Corey”

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“Lips tight, Angelo eyed his beloved car, then his cousin, who wore a smarmy grin. He growled, then tossed him the keys. “Okay, but…

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“I want you to stay the fuck away from him. Am I making myself clear?” “Crystal clear,” Corey said. Tommy nodded. “Good.” He glanced…

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“Angelo?” Angelo looked up. Corey smiled. “Last night was a ten,” he said, then turned and headed for the house. Angelo watched him until…

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“I can feel how hard you are,” he whispered. Smiling, Corey tilted his hips upward, bringing a soft hiss from Angelo. “You scared of…

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“Angelo, stop...I’m too close...” Sliding Corey out of his mouth, Angelo looked up and their eyes met. He wore that endearing, cautious expression Corey…

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“Corey’s feelings mattered. But so did Angelo’s. Angelo mattered. But if Corey was planning to cast him aside? Well, then Angelo wanted to give…

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“I looked back at Corey, sharing a glance with him. Corey smiled and lifted his hands up in a have-no-idea way. Russians are complicated.”

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“Corey applied a bit of pressure, just cresting the entrance, and Angelo gasped. Pausing,”

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