Page 145 of Cold Hard Cash

There was a long pause, so long that Jimmy thought he had fallen asleep. “For what it’s worth… I’m sorry,” Cold said softly, opening his eyes to look at Jimmy.

Jimmy lifted his head in surprise. “Hey, it’s not exactly the story you wanna tell your kids about, but everybody has to start somewhere.”

Cold didn’t say anything, only smiled back, and his fingers traced over the remaining impressions from the rope left on Jimmy’s wrists.

Hooking his leg over Cold’s thigh, Jimmy snuggled closer. He let his eyes shut, listening to Cold’s breathing. While their start was quite unconventional, Jimmy wouldn’t change a thing knowing that it all led to this moment.

His father was going to be free soon, and he was in love with a gorgeous and kind man. One who was also a severely complicated and ruthless gangster, but hey, no one was perfect.

In his mind though, here in this bed, Cold was pretty damn close.

“I love you,” Jimmy whispered as he drifted off.

Cold kissed his hair, lacing their fingers together and giving them a gentle squeeze.

Jimmy liked to think that was Cold’s way of saying it back, and he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

When Jimmy woke up, he was pleased to find Cold in bed with him, though he had been pushed almost to the edge of the bed from Jimmy’s aggressive snuggling. Jimmy also realized he had been sleeping sideways, and his arms were still around Cold but his long legs were kicked out across the bed.

Cold was already awake, eyes heavy from sleep, but he was alert when he saw Jimmy stirring. “Good morning.”

“Mmm, good morning,” Jimmy mumbled, rolling over to relinquish his monopoly of the bed. To his delight, Cold moved with him, his strong arms curling around his waist as he kissed his shoulder. Jimmy could also feel Cold’s hard cock digging in against him. “Mm, very good morning.”

Cold trailed kisses down Jimmy’s shoulder. “It’s about to be.”

Jimmy groaned as Cold’s wet fingers pressed into him to make way for his cock to slip inside. Cold wrapped his arms around Jimmy, slowly connecting their bodies and rocking into him, which happened easily after how stretched Jimmy had been last night.

Tangling his fingers with Cold’s, Jimmy grinded back against him. It was slow and beautiful, and he let Cold set an intoxicating pace, adoring how he could feel his bare flesh against him.

Jimmy enjoyed the ropes, the toys, the exquisite torture.

He loved it all.

But this, making love with nothing between them, hearing Cold whisper Jimmy in his ear, he loved most.

Cold moved them as the temperature heated up, putting Jimmy on his back and mounting him. Jimmy groaned as Cold’s cock slid back inside of him, and he used his legs to pull Cold in by his hips and drag him down for a kiss.

Drunk on his sweet lips, when Jimmy came, he screamed out to the heavens in pleasure. Cold was right behind him, groaning and cursing as he pounded them both through every tremor. Even when their bodies had stopped shaking, Cold sighed and slid his cock in and out a few more times, chasing the last inklings of pleasure.

“Yup,” Jimmy agreed as he picked up their conversation as if they’d never stopped. “Very good.”

Cold laughed and kissed Jimmy’s forehead. “Very,” he confirmed, pulling Jimmy out of bed and to the bathroom for a much-needed shower. Cold didn’t dress in a suit for the day, opting instead for optimum relaxation by selecting a set of blue silk pajamas.

Jimmy was still only wrapped in a towel, and he smiled as he watched Cold get ready. “Gonna go be a badass gangster in your jammies?”

Cold snorted. “I’m always a badass gangster, thank you very much. And today, I am going to be a badass in my pajamas. I’ve earned a day of rest.”

“So, big ol’ Boss Cold wants to… chill?”

Cold laughed, his eyes twinkling. “It’s not a bad idea. We’ve got snow place to go.”

Jimmy giggled. “Oh, that was terrible.”

“Hmmph. Clearly, you don’t know the frost thing about such highbrow humor.”

“You’re awful.”

“Aw, gonna give me the cold shoulder now, Jimmy?”