Lindsey just breathed.
“You okay?”
Seth felt the man’s head nod.
“You sure?”
“Yes, darling, I’m sure.”
“Ah, now I know you’re okay.”
They both laughed, and it felt funny against his back.
Lindsey took a deep breath and stood up, his cock dangling. He couldn’t walk far because his pants drooped around his calves. He bent over, pulled his handkerchief out of his bunched-up pocket, and wiped the dripping tip of his dick. Was he okay? No one was dead. That spelled success. How much the cop knew or suspected from Lindsey’s behavior, he couldn’t guess. Time would tell.
He smiled. Fuck, it had been so worth it. He didn’t care if he got locked up in a research lab. Sex with Seth Zakowsky had been like Christmas and Halloween. He looked at the bare butt still draped over the car. “You asleep over there, darling?”
“Dead.”
He laughed. Maybe he’d been wrong about nobody getting killed. Gently, he took Seth’s arm and helped him straighten up. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
“Now you think of that? After you tear me in two with King Kong the Cock.”
Oh dear. “Really, did I hurt you?”
Seth flashed the half grin. “Fuck no. That is not an experience I would trade.”
“Me either.” He smiled softly.
Seth slid a finger under Lindsey’s chin and tilted his head up. The trickle of light from the moon warmed one side of the man’s face just enough to see the soft look in his eyes. “Really? I’m a pretty rough-around-the-edges guy for someone like you.”
Might as well not ignore the wolf in the room. “Sweetheart, were you just here? I don’t exactly like my sex on Limoges china.”
He chuckled. “I did notice a certain, uh, aggressive tendency. Shocked the hell out of me.”
“Not in a bad way, I hope.”
Seth took hold of Lindsey’s arms. They had to look pretty funny—two big men standing with their pants around their knees. But the expression on that man’s face outdid any romance novel. “I’d say for me, it was just about perfect.”
Well, damn. No chance words were getting out of his mouth. He pressed his lips gently against Seth’s and got an equally gentle response. When he pulled back, he blinked. “Thank you.” He pulled his lavender neck scarf off, knelt, and wiped Seth’s cock with it. The nicely sized appendage looked happy and relaxed. He pulled up Seth’s briefs and then his pants, tucked in his shirt, and carefully fastened his fly and belt. He looked up. “Good as new.”
“Better. Much better.”
Lindsey stood and pulled his own pants up with him. After a little tucking and fussing, he stood in front of Seth, who gave him the once-over. “A sartorial masterpiece. No one would ever know you like to roll in the dirt.” He cocked that smile.
“I can provide far more pristine surroundings if you’d like to come home with me.” His heart beat fast.
Seth ran a hand across Lindsey’s hair. “I can’t tell you how much I’d like to. But I have to go home, change, and go on duty. I won’t be off until midday tomorrow. Will your sheets still be pristine by then?” What a cute grin.
Thank you, heaven. Seth wanted to see him again. “Tomorrow afternoon, I’m picking Jazz up at school and taking him out to the stables to meet the ponies. I expect that to be followed by a gourmet meal of hamburgers and fries. Care to join us?”
“Hey, I really like that kid. I’d say yes even if I wasn’t hoping for some more action later.” He laughed but wrapped his arms around his middle.
Oops. Forgot the human gets cold. “Let’s get in the car.”
Lindsey opened the passenger door and stepped back. Seth shook his head. “Unh-uh. No way, baby. After this scene, I need to be in the driver’s seat somewhere.” He tossed the car key up in the air and caught it, then laughed as he walked around to the driver’s side.
“Awwwwesome.”
“Yeah, I agree.” Lindsey smiled and leaned back against the wall behind the bench he sat on.
Jasper ran a hand over the nose of the bay pony. Of course, pony only referred to its agility. The horse stood over sixteen hands high, chosen because Lindsey was tall. Jazz pressed his cheek against the horse’s soft muzzle. “I like this one best.”
“Chiron is a very good pony. Responsive and strong. The best of the best.”
“Thank you so much for bringing me, Linds. This is the greatest thing ever.”
“Maybe you’d like to start riding lessons?
The boy’s mouth literally dropped open. He closed it, then tried to talk. “Are you kidding?”
“No, not at all. They give lessons here at the club. You can learn to ride and, if you like it, go on to learn polo. It will be good for your developing musculature and coordination as well.” He smiled and pointed toward the big horse that was nudging Jazz’s hand for more petting. “Plus, I think you’re a natural with the ponies.”
“I-I could work in the stables to help pay my way.”
“Actually, that would be great experience. I won’t always be able to drive you, since I work pretty long hours.”
“Oh no, I can take the bus—”
“No, no, I have a driver who I’ll send for you.”
The kid flopped down in the straw next to Chiron. “Wow. I mean, awesome.”
“You might not want to sit on the straw, darling. You don’t know where it’s been.” He laughed.
Jazz shook his head. “You’re so funny. I can’t even imagine that I can ever thank you. Man, what a gift.”
Lindsey shrugged. “I have a lot of money. I give a pile of it away to charities and such, but I seldom meet anyone who that money helps. This is a treat for me.”
Jazz shook his head and looked down at his hands. “Not as much as for me.” He slipped a hand up and surreptitiously wiped at his cheek. Chiron leaned over and nudged his back. Jazz laughed. “Hey, boy, I get to see you more times. Man, that is so cool.” He stroked the horse’s nose. “Why’s he called Chiron?”
“The one immortal centaur. Chiron was wise, not violent and drunken like many centaurs. He tutored Achilles and many other great heroes.”
“Heroes like you?”
Lindsey placed a hand on his chest. “Oh my, I’m no hero. But yes, Chiron tutors me every time I see him.”
“Hey, he’s a smart horse. Funny, when I first met you guys, I told Seth that you and Chiron together were like that centaur in Harry Potter.”
“Did I hear my name?” Seth’s head poked into the stall.
Lindsey jumped up from the bench. Oh damn, don’t overreact. Who knows how he feels today?
“Hey, Jazz.” Seth walked into the shady cubicle and stuck out his hand.
“Hey, Seth, great to see you again.”
Seth’s gold eyes looked up at Lindsey. For a second he hesitated. Then he stepped over and kissed Lindsey on the cheek. Oh. My. God.
“Wow!” Jazz rolled back on the straw. “You two are together. Cool, man.”
Lindsey just stared. “Uh—”