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. You can t! You work for Jax.He wouldn t let you &  He s not here, Angel.I am.And I mean it.One more word out of you and the gag it is.The soft silk gag was still on the floor next to the bed where it had been tossed earlier.Angel arched, trying to break free, trying to struggle and failing miserably.Not a sound came out of the singer s mouth though.He grabbed the bottom of the plug, twisting it, nudging it in a little deeper before lettingit slip back into place.Angel was stunning.Angel groaned, belly flushing a deep rose, cock actually jerking.Oh yes, quite stunning. You are a beautiful man, but it is your submission that will really make you shine.He got a shake of head, a tug, Angel pouting furiously.It was almost cute, the way Angel tried to resist, even as his body rushed to do hisbidding.He refrained from mentioning that, though.It would only anger the beautiful, proudman in his arms. Lay back, Angel.I have a treat for you if you do. A carrot to entice Angel s obedience.Angel s curiosity warred with the habit to refuse, Roland could see it.Of course, he couldsee it when the curiosity won.That was good to know.The long body relaxed slowly, stretching carefully out on the bed.So graceful, so practiced.Roland wondered what it would take to make Angel forgethimself outside of passion.He settled on the bed at Angel s feet and picked one up, fingers digging firmly into thesole, massaging. Oh &  Angel simply melted, lips parted, toes curling in pure pleasure.Roland shook hishead, smiled.Angel was starved for the most simple of contacts.In fact, he imagined that this was perhaps more intimate for Angel than fucking.He placed a soft kiss on the ball of Angel s foot, and moved the massage up to Angel sankle.By happy coincidence, the music had slowed, the driving beat giving way to a hauntingmelody.The muscles in his hands shuddered, then relaxed, Angel s lips parting as the man let himtouch.He hummed softly with the music, taking pleasure in the simple act of touching, ofsharing this with Angel.He went as far as Angel s knee before switching to the other leg, starting again at Angel sfoot.Angel watched him, breath slow and steady, a gentle smile on the pale lips.He smiled back, attention split between Angel s eyes and the leg he was working on.Slowly, being thorough, he worked his way up Angel s legs, the slender thigh musclessurprisingly strong.The moan that Angel offered him was real, honest, pleased.Happy.It pleased him more than the shared orgasms had.It was a reward for himself as well, this sharing between them.He worked Angel s hips, and moved on up, careful not to tickle as he rubbed Angel sbelly.Angel stretched for him, fingers soft on his arms, lips moving in thanks. It is my pleasure as well, he told Angel. It is something good we can do together.Angel nodded, brought one of his hands up to kiss the palm, so gently.Smiling, he cupped Angel s cheek, stroking the smooth skin, his thumb rubbing overAngel s lips.It was a good place, a peace found between them.For now.Chapter Eight: Angel WakesAngel woke after a long day of being touched, being held, being fucked.This situationwas & odd.He slid out of bed, headed for the shower, shutting the door behind him.He wasn t surehe understood exactly why he was here, but he loved the hot water, the steam, the heat.The sheer decadence of the place.He spent a long time washing himself, washing his hair, just luxuriating in the water.The door opened without a knock, Roland coming in  not just into the bathroom, butinto the shower with him as well. I assume you forgot that you are not to close the door?He frowned, turned his face to the water.That was silly.He needed his privacy. Why?His voice sounded terrible, but it sounded.Roland s arms came around his waist. I don t know why you forgot. The man s warmthpressed up against his back. Because there cannot be any space between us. I.I need my privacy. There were always eyes on him. And I will guard your privacy from others fiercely.But at the moment there are nobarriers between us.That made him ache inside, made him scared.Made him shiver.Made him feel & Hewasn t even sure. I don t know if I can do that. You can.How could Roland sound so confident of that?He shook his head, his hair so heavy against his back. I don t know. But I do.Roland s fingers began to skate over his skin, slick with soap.He opened his mouth to argue, but the sensation distracted him, made him stretch up inneed. Your skin is amazing, Roland said softly, touching him thoroughly. So smooth. I had it done.Lazed the hair.Helps the image. He didn t want to think about his imagehere. I like it.Very different from myself. Roland s fingers slid over the bare flesh aroundhis prick. Very sexy.That touch was addictive.Heated.Fine [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]