Spin Out by James Buchanan Read Free Book Online

steps. “But it’s a subpoena.” Why wouldn’t the boy let it go? “It’s got to be serious if they’re subpoenaing me. They even got the sheriff to serve it.”
    “Look, no.” I hung my jacket on the pegs on the wall near the front door. “They want to make sure you got it, that it didn’t get lost in the mail or nothing.” Had to take a few deep breaths to make that sentence go down right. Then I turned around and even managed a smile. “That’s all that is. Don’t think on it like all that. Trust me, it ain’t nothing. Don’t worry.”
    “Aren’t you worried?”
    I jammed my hands in my pants’ pockets. “Naw.”
    Kabe crossed his arms over his chest, cocked his hip and hit me with a glare stolen from one of those reality shows on the gay satellite channel he liked to watch. “Not at all?”
    Lord, I had to give him something or he’d never quit pestering. “Okay, yeah,” I tried to keep the real worry out of my voice, “but not enough to, like, lose any sleep over.” Although I cain’t say the whole thing didn’t consume my thoughts when my eyes were open. “It’s about as routine as a review like this could be.”
    “I don’t know if I could be calm if I—”
    Before he could finish, I jumped in, “Drop it.” Every tug of his worry sent my brain into a tail spin. “It ain’t nothing,” I insisted. “If I ain’t worried then your gnawing on that bone will make me.”
    A wicked gleam flashed in his forest colored eyes as he stretched. “What if I don’t want to drop it?”
    “What?”
    “Make me.” The tease in his voice sent my pulse racing between my legs.
    I leaned on into his body, slipping my palms around to cup his butt. “You want me to make you?”
    My boy already sprouted wood. “You promised to gag me…” he rubbed up against me, “in public even.”
    “You’re so bad.” I had to taste him. Ran my tongue up along his throat. Good Lord, sweat and anticipation, that heady mix just wrapped my senses all up.
    “I know and you love it.” Kabe tilted his head back so I could get more contact. His hands ran up on over my arms. “Come on, big, bad, Deputy Joe, restrain me.”
    I snickered. “You’re gonna make me laugh acting all like that.”
    Kabe reached up and pinched my ear. “Hey, if sex isn’t fun, why bother fucking?” I could feel his laughter against my chest.
    Starting to walk us backwards on through the room and hopefully up the stairs without bodily damage, I mumbled it against his skin. “You got a point there.”
    I can tell you, it weren’t easy getting up the steps all wrapped up in each other and trying to shuck our clothes at the same time. Unbuttoned my shirt and wrassled myself out of the sleeves while still kissing him. Had to break it off for just a bit when Kabe yanked his t-shirt over his head. About that point, I started licking his chest.
    Kabe laughed and kinda bunched up on himself. Must have found a ticklish place. When I went for it again, Kabe ducked and ran up the rest of the stairs. As I followed, hot on his heels, I tugged my web belt out of the loops of my uniform slacks. Folded it up and smacked it against my hand. Didn’t make quite the satisfying crack that leather would, but it served to egg us both on.
    Kabe turned as I hit the top landing. Then he grinned and flopped, backwards, on the bed. He kicked off his shoes and just waited.
    “What are you doing?” I stood there, slapping the end of my belt against my thigh.
    Kabe folded his hands behind his head. “I think I do too much of the work around here.” Like he was all pleased with himself, he grinned. “Your turn.”
    Folded my arms across my chest. “My turn?” Boy was getting right uppity on me.
    “Yeah.” Darn, he looked smug. “I’m going to lay back and get fucked.”
    I stepped up next to the bed. “You are, are you?”
    Running his foot up along the inside of my leg, he teased. “It’s what you’re good for you know.” Then he pressed his