Page 176 of Redemption Ridge Vol II

“You are mine.” Their bodies slapped together loudly, and the bed squeaked as Kerry set about proving it. Despite his doubt, he lasted much longer than he predicted, working Keegan into a shattering climax before Kerry joined him.

“I feel you,” Keegan whispered in his ears as Kerry pinned him to the bed and rutted through his climax. “So hot and slick inside me.”

Kerry eased out and sat back on his haunches. He pushed Keegan’s knees toward his chest to raise his ass up. Kerry eased a finger inside and growled when he felt his release inside Keegan. He came back down on top of Keegan, and they kissed until they were breathless. Kerry rolled off Keegan, and they looked at the mess on their bodies. Keegan’s release had rehydrated the drying paint and smeared the colors into a hue neither of them could name. “Kinda looks gray?”

“I was thinking beige,” Keegan said. “What’s the color that looks both gray and brown in different lighting?”

“Taupe, I think, but I’m the last one you should ask about colors.” Kerry laughed and ran a hand through Keegan’s hair before he realized his mistake. “Oops. Sorry about that.” His cheeky grin said otherwise.

“Sven will kill you if you’ve messed up his handiwork. He spent hours making my highlights look natural.”

“Hours?” Kerry scoffed. “You don’t have that much hair.”

“It’s this entire process of separating the strands with a comb, then bleaching some and wrapping it in foils. He uses toners and hair masks, and it’s just an extensive process.” Keegan rolled his eyes upward as if that would allow him to see Kerry’s damage. He snorted at his silliness and asked what color paint was in his hair.

“Well, it’s like the color on your stomach but darker since it wasn’t diluted with your spunk.”

Keegan slapped Kerry’s shoulder, signaling for him to move. “I better wash this off.”

Kerry nestled closer, nuzzling his nose in Keegan’s neck. “But this feels so good.”

And he groaned because it was better than good. “Amazing.” His shower was all but forgotten when Kerry kissed him deeply. Their phones both went off at the same time with incoming FaceTime calls. If one of their phones rang, they could ignore it, but both? Kerry rolled to the side, and Keegan fumbled through the pile of clothes until he found one of their ringing devices. “Sven is calling me,” he said as he searched for Kerry’s phone. He snagged it off the floor and tossed it to Kerry.

“And Dom’s calling me, but that’s Sven’s face.”

Mindful of the phone’s angle, Keegan accepted the call. “Sven, what’s up?”

“Oh good,” he said breathlessly. Kerry’s phone immediately stopped ringing, so Sven was calling both of them from his and Dom’s phones. “I was afraid neither of you would answer.” He squinted into the phone and leaned closer. “Why is it so dark there? Are you in a cave?”

A snort came from nearby Sven, and then Dom said, “They’re at a hotel during a lover’s getaway, Stevie. Why do you think it’s dark?”

“Oh. Ohhh. I didn’t expect you to do it with the lights off,” Sven replied. “Turn on a light and cover your bits. This is an emergency.”

“What are the two of you doing together?” Kerry asked while Keegan turned on the bedside lamp. He joined Kerry on the bed and positioned the phone so they could both see the screen.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Sven teased and batted his eyelashes.

“Quit teasing him, Stevie,” Dominic growled. “Sven is helping me with a case, which is why we’re calling.”

“But first,” Sven said, “what’s smeared all over your skin? Why is Kerry’s beard pink, and what’s in Keegan’s hair? What kind of freaky getaway are you two having?”

“Let me see,” Dom demanded. Sven moved the phone over, and Dom’s handsome face came into view. It was clear he was driving, but he glanced over long enough to see what Sven had described. “Holy shit. You kinky little fuckers.”

“The nature of the call, please,” Kerry demanded. “Maybe we weren’t done getting our freak on.”

Sven sighed. “Unfortunately, you are.”

Kerry and Keegan sat up straighter. “What happened?”

“Vinny put me on another case with short notice,” Dom said. “I started my investigation last night and already asked questions around the bar. I didn’t want to make any of the regulars suspicious, so I called Sven to help me.”

“Sven?” Keegan and Kerry said at once.

The man in question snarled at them. “Neither of you recognized me when I trailed Keegan on his date.” They conceded his point graciously and encouraged them to talk. “So, I went into this bar to get pictures and details for Dom’s case. I looked so hetero that some hot ladies tried to pick me up.”

“Focus, Sven,” Dom said.

“Hang back,” Sven told Dom. “He’s going to notice you’re following him. Put more car lengths between us.”