Harmless Revenge: A Harmless World Novel (Harmless #11)

Sean nodded. “I’ve worked with Chuck. Former SEAL like yourself, but he lost a leg, so he’s been doing transports.”

“Good. Let’s go. It seems there is a break in the weather, but I heard a couple of the guys talking, and they said they expect a bitch of a storm in about thirty-six hours. We have got to get there before the rain hits.”

“Fuck, this job has been shitty from the first moment we landed. I have to tell you something.” Randy stopped moving and looked at him. “This might have been a retaliatory hit for something I did with my old partner. She got hit around the same time we did.”

Randy sighed. “Well, shit. Is she okay?”

“Yeah. Lassiter is with her wherever she is.”

“Yeah. Let’s get to Bulusan. Last time I was there, I stayed at a nice little resort. They don’t ask questions, especially for the extra cash.

“I think we should lay low.”

Randy shrugged. “The bastards after us are probably long gone. But, if they aren’t, they won’t be looking for us at the resort. Plus, we can just hang out in the room.”

He wanted to say no, and his training told him he should, but instead, he studied Randy. He was a bit pale, and Sean knew he had also dropped a few pounds.

“Listen, I want to make sure that you don’t catch whatever I have. If we’re stuck out in the jungle hiding and you get sick, we’ll miss the transport. At least this way we have a better chance of making it.”

He couldn’t really argue with that and, at the moment, he wanted to just sleep for days. This would give them the option.

“Let’s go.”

Randy smiled. “Great. I’m sure we can come up with something to do with all that time.”

Ten

Randy settled back on the clean bed and sighed. Sean had let him take the shower first, and he was glad of it. It had taken them about a day to get to the resort, and the only room left had a king bed and was way in the back away from most of the hustle and bustle. Perfect for them…in more ways than one.

The trip had not been easy, and if Sean hadn’t been so handy with hotwiring a car, they would still be making their way there.

Randy studied the door to the bathroom. The water was still running, and he could just imagine it sliding over all that gorgeous tanned skin. There was no doubt about it; Sean Kaheaku was a Hawaiian god. He had gotten a good look at him over the last few days, and the more and more Randy saw, the more he wanted. He knew enough about the man to know that Sean swung both ways, and since Randy did too, he figured it wouldn’t be a problem. He’d also done a damn good job taking care of him. Not a lot of guys were good in that situation, but Sean had stepped up to the plate.

The water turned off. Randy picked up a mango and started munching on it. He needed something to occupy his time while he came up with a plan. He really didn’t want to rock the boat. Things seemed to click for them from the moment they started the mission. If he came on to Sean, and he wasn’t interested, that was okay with Randy. But, they had two more days left in the room, and he wasn’t in the mood to deal with the tension after that. Especially since there was no way for him to work through his frustration.

The door opened and all of his second thoughts faded away. Sean was standing in the doorway, a towel around his waist and his hair brushed back from his face. A little bit of scruff covered his jaw. Damn, the man was fucking sexy.

“What?” Sean said. Randy heard the deepening in his partner’s voice.

He tossed the rest of his mango in the nearby trash and rose from the bed. Without breaking his stride, he walked to Sean, then stopped, leaving less than an inch between them. They were about the same height, so their mouths were level. He cupped Sean’s face with both hands, rubbing his thumbs over his whiskers. He smelled of the soap they had both used and for some reason, Randy found that so damned erotic.

“This is probably a mistake,” Randy said.

Sean’s mouth curved. “Yeah.”

“Fuck it.”

Randy slammed his mouth against Sean’s, thrusting his tongue inside. Instantly, arousal spiked, his cock hardening almost immediately. The need had been simmering there since the moment he had been paired up with Sean. Now, it was time to enjoy it.

He pulled back, and yanked the towel free from Sean’s waist. Fuck, he was just as aroused as Randy, his cock curving up against his belly. He reached down, wrapped his hand around it, and gave it a long stroke. He continued as he looked up at Sean’s face.

His eyes slid closed, as he bent his head back against the wall.

“Fuck.”

“Yeah, sounds about right,” Randy said. He squeezed Sean’s cock and it jerked in his hand. “And you like it a little rough.”

Sean said nothing as Randy continued to stroke him. He knew he was close, but Randy wanted a taste. He dropped to his knees in front of Sean and took him in his mouth. The salty sweet flavor of his cum hit him first, his cock responding as it slid over his taste buds. Randy slipped his hand down to his sac and squeezed. Sean shuddered as he slid his fingers through Randy’s hair. He wanted to push the control freak over the edge, so Randy slipped his hands around to his ass, pulling his cheeks apart. As he slipped his finger between, Sean shouted and thrust deep into his Randy’s mouth.