Chapter 17Blaze
The phone had started vibrating on the nightstand when Blaze and Arik had been on the bed, and the thing was still buzzing up a storm now that they were on the floor. The sound was getting on Blaze’s nerves, though, thank the small gods, it seemed Arik had yet to hear it.
“Oooh f**k…Blaze…” Arik buried his face in a discarded pillow, reaching back and slapping a hand on Blaze’s sweaty thigh.
“Like that?” Blaze, behind Arik and inside him, grabbed Arik’s hips and slammed home at tempo. Arik wailed into the pillow, stroking himself with a free hand, and the damned phone would not stop.
Growling and determined to keep Arik out of his mind and reality, Blaze kept the rhythm until Arik’s body was curling in, tensing up, ready to explode. Blaze pulled out, knelt, and buried h
