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going to make some real food. Precious, no shooting,
stabbing, or exploding."
"Not even a little kaboom?" Asshole.
"Not unless it's someone farting."
Hell, even Rick laughed a little at that.
"Bitch." MJ leaned back, looked over at Neil. "You make
good money reading minds?"
"I have in the past, yes. I confess, I'm not sure how well I
shall do in the future."
"Yeah, it sucks to get bent over and dry fucked." He knew.
Fortunately, he planned ahead.
Sonny snorted, the sound loud as all hell. "I thought you
liked it."
"Watch it, redneck, or we'll try it a few times and see if
you get used to it."
Rick was making these great, odd noises.
"Uh-huh. You try it and I'll clean your plow." He did love
that man's laugh, all low and rough and hot.
"Promises, promises." Man, they hadn't had a good brawl
in days. He turned, trusting Sonny to watch his back as he
stole a kiss. Sonny watched his back and felt it up, too,
kissing him hard and deep, needy as anything. Yeah. That
was the ticket. He ignored the groan from the Brit and the
little peep from Rick. This was their motherfucking boat. They
could make out if they wanted.
"Looks like we scared 'em off," Sonny said, when they
came up for air. Sure enough, Rick and Neil had disappeared
belowdecks again.
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"Good for us. It's our high level of studliness. They can't
bear it."
"There you go." Grinning, Sonny pulled him closer, cupping
his ass. "Whatever will we do with ourselves?"
"Mmm. Fuck like bunnies?" He was so helpful.
"We could do that." His meth lab man was up for anything.
"Oh, good." He muscled Sonny back a little, hands sliding
up that fine fucking body. "I need to contact Harry. Meet
him."
"Okay. We need a land line, then." Yeah, they wouldn't
want to give up their boat, their position.
"Yeah. You'll drop me off, let me make the call, and set
shit up. Then I'll get you once it's done."
"Oh, fuck that. I'm gonna have your back, Precious."
Sonny kissed him good and hard, taking all of his air. "No
more splitting up."
MJ sorta blinked, gasping for air a second before nodding.
Okay. Okay. Damn. He pushed into another kiss, tongue
fucking Sonny's lips. Sonny held him there, pushing hard
against him, like the proverbial immovable object. Shit, that
man could make him melt. Good thing he was on MJ's side.
MJ crawled right up his own personal redneck, humping
one hard thigh, fingers pushing against the stubble on
Sonny's scalp. Bastard needed to shave.
"Mmm. Yeah. Man, you need to shave me." Looked like
maybe Sonny was the one reading his mind now. That didn't
bother him near as much.
"Hell, yes." He got off on that, straddling those fine hips,
rubbing and shaving and baring that skin.
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"Oh, damn, Precious." Okay, so maybe he was rubbing and
humping now. And Sonny was lifting him so their cocks slid
together.
"Later. Later. This now." Fuck, he loved this, loved fucking
under the sun.
"Uh-huh." Sonny freed one hand, reaching down to slip it
into MJ's baggy pants, grasping his cock and stroking.
"You are a strong bastard." His eyes rolled back in his
head, balls tight as anything. "You bring out the beast,
Precious." That hand just pulled and pushed and made him
crazy. Sonny knew every sensitive spot, every fucking place
on his body that would ping.
MJ leaned forward, bit the join of neck and shoulder,
growling low as he shot.
"Uhn." Shaking, Sonny humped up against him, hips
moving fast in that redneck's gotta-come rhythm. And
damned if Sonny didn't come for him, right in those too-tight
jeans.
They both slumped to the deck, kissing and holding on as
they rode it through.
"Goddamn, MJ. Need to get you all worked up more often,
huh?" Sonny grinned, dark eyes dancing for him, lips looking
swollen as all fuck.
"You like it, huh?" He licked Sonny's bottom lip, catching it
between his teeth and tugging a little.
"I like all the parts." Those hands were working him again,
sliding down to his ass, then up his back, massaging along
either side of his spine.
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"Yeah." He met those dark eyes, jonesing on the look
there. "Gonna figure this shit out, dump our excess baggage,
and get the hell out on the water."
"Sounds like a plan, Precious. Sounds like a hell of a plan."
MJ nodded. A hell of a plan or a fucking disaster looking for
a place to happen.
Either way, it wouldn't be boring.
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Chapter Forty
Tomorrow morning, they'd hit land in the Bahamas. He
and MJ had agreed on the Bahamas, finally. He'd wanted
Florida, so they could hit land and run if they had to. MJ had
wanted someplace that wouldn't foul the nest if things went
bad.
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