Page 102 of Black and Brown

Mirage’s confession made Grace’s heart pound so hard his chest ached.

Grace breathed it all in, overwhelmed with emotions he’d been stripped of for so long and were now back.

Mirage’s moans were sexy as he slid his cock out a couple of inches and slid back inside. There was no hurry. He touched and loved on him as if they had a lifetime to do this.

Grace’s entire body locked.

“That’s it, come with me,” Mirage whispered.

It was a mere second before he shook beyond control and came with the intensity of a force-ten storm.

Mirage

Two days later

After a five-hour workout, Mirage turned up the hot water until the mirrors were steamed, then reclined in Grace’s Jacuzzi bathtub.

He sighed in bliss as the jets beat on his worn muscles, sinking farther under so they could reach the tension in his neck.

He and Grace would be wheels-up with the Blacks at oh six hundred. They knew where they were going, but they were going in blind.

It was possible the Green Ravens could be even more enhanced than them and, worse, not allies like the Omega and Lion.

Mirage closed his eyes and focused on counting his breaths instead of obsessing over the details of the mission.

The slosh of water and his legs being pushed open brought him to full awareness.

He moaned with gratitude as Grace settled his naked body between his thighs and leaned back against his chest.

“Hey,” Mirage whispered in his ear. “How was target practice?”

Grace scoffed.

“Three miles isn’t much of a challenge anymore, huh?”

Grace shook his head.

“Did you have time to do some Tai Chi?”

Grace nodded.

“Good.”

Mirage grabbed the thick sponge and Grace’s favorite vanilla shea bodywash and began bathing his chest.

The sound of Grace’s contented hums never ceased to make him smile.

He rubbed his cheek against the side of Grace’s neck, kissing him softly between rubs.

Graced tilted his head to the side and encouraged Mirage to keep going.

They were silent for a long time. Mirage’s skin was wrinkled as a prune, but he didn’t want to get out. Not until Grace’s stomach rumbled loud enough to be heard on the bottom floor.

“Let’s go eat?” he suggested.

Grace opened his eyes, glanced over his shoulder, and gave Mirage an expectant look.

“Yep, we can go to Terrapas.”