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.The intensity eased, and Giles could suddenly breatheagain.Harrison picked up the pace a little, movingfaster, hand sliding across his belly.His moan filled theair, his body moving with Harrison's.Another strokeacross his belly, and then Harrison tugged at his rightnipple ring."I love these."He nodded.He did, too.They'd only been thissensitive the first few days after he'd had them done.Harrison twisted the ring and then tugged at the otherone, nailing his gland at the same time.Gileswhimpered, ass clenching tight.Harrison groaned, thenpulled out and thrust back in again."Yes." His cock leaked, balls heavy and aching.Harrison's movements sped, became stronger."Yes.Yes, Harrison.God.Good."Harder and harder, each thrust sent him higher.Giles moaned, body jerking, belly tight."Please.""You want to come?" Harrison's hand wrappedaround his cock, the band at the base and around hisballs so damn tight."Yes.Yes.Fuck, yes.""You have to wait until I say you can." He could feelHarrison's fingers, playing with the snaps on the cockring."Oh, God.Oh, God.Harrison.Harrison, I'mburning.""When I say so," Harrison insisted.Drawn - 138 He groaned, squeezed as tight as he could around thatsweet cock.Moaning, Harrison flicked open the ring, the leathersliding away from him."Now.""Harrison!" His eyes were huge, wide.His body wasfighting to come, but nothing happened.Harrisongrowled, thrust in hard, hitting his gland again.Theworld shattered, and all Giles knew was how to come.And come.And come.When he finally came back into his body, Harrisonwas cradling him, holding him.He shivered, blinked.Stared a little.Harrison placed soft kisses over his chin,jaw, cheeks."I." He blinked, dazed."You.""Yeah." Harrison grinned and pulled him in close.He cuddled in, loath to move, to go home.Harrison kissed one eyelid."Just let go, G.I've gotyou."Giles nodded.Let go.He could do that.Drawn - 139 Chapter NineHarrison followed Giles up the stairs to his sister'splace, a bouquet of flowers in his hand.He was lookingforward to seeing how Giles interacted with his sister.He was also looking forward to seeing if she could seethe subtle differences the time with him had brought outin her brother.Marisa lived in a townhome in the ritzy part of town,and it pleased him that Giles had a key, knocking oncebefore using it."I'm here.""We're here," he said, teasing Giles gently.Giles stuck his tongue out."She'll know what Imean.""Gilly! Incoming!"At Marisa's words, a small, wet, naked boy camescreaming down the hall, heading right for them."Gilly!Catch me!"Giles bent and caught, soaking his white shirt."Bathtime, Danny?""Uh-huh."Harrison blinked and then blinked again.Giles hadn'tsaid a thing about a nephew, though that had to be whothis Danny was.Giles headed into the house."Come on, Harrison."He followed Giles and the naked Danny, theirfootsteps retracing the little wet ones that covered thefloor in the hall.Marisa came out, half-soaked herself, grinning fromear to ear."Bath time.""So I see.Giles failed to mention you had a son.""I don't.This is our nephew.Our sister, Kath, gotcalled into the hospital.""You've got another sister?" He raised one of hiseyebrows and gave Giles a look.Drawn - 140 "We do.She's an ER doctor.Very busy." Marisashrugged."She and Giles are a little estranged.""Yeah? How come?"Marisa and Giles seemed to get along like a house onfire.Marisa looked at Giles, Giles looked at Marisa, andHarrison would swear they had some silentconversation.Then Marisa said, "Who knows?"Which no doubt meant he should mind his ownbusiness.Marisa would eventually learn that Giles wasvery much his business.He held out his hand."HarrisonOrnell.We met in the street a few weeks back.""I remember.I'm Marisa.My husband, Barry, is inthe kitchen working his butt off.Please, let me getDanny in bed.You two go get a glass of wine.""Come on.I'll show you the way." Giles took hishand.Harrison's fingers curled with Giles', the act ofholding hands natural, comfortable."Lead on.I'm eager to see a buttless man." He gaveMarisa a wink.Marisa scooped Danny up and Giles drew him furtherinto the house.The place was covered in Giles' artwork,and the smells coming out of the kitchen were amazing,spicy and rich."Someone is a fan of yours." It made him smile,made him happy inside, too.Giles looked confused."Who?"He chuckled."Marisa.""She's my sister." Like that explained everything.A huge, dark-skinned man was in the bright, openkitchen, chopping vegetables and singing opera."Giles!Is this the infamous New Man?""I am.Harrison.You've got to be the man without abutt."Barry turned, looked back."No, man.I have aprodigious backside.Are you a beer man or a wineDrawn - 141 man?" Barry poured Giles a glass of white and handed itover."I'll have a beer.It's good to meet you.And thatsmells amazing.""It's pasta puttanesca and some chicken.Salad.Simple and tasty.Do you like stout or lager?" Barryslapped Giles' hand as it headed for the bread basket."Out of that, you."Harrison took Giles' hand between his, rubbing it andtrying not to growl."Either's fine.""Good deal." Barry winked."You have to watch him;he'll snack while you're cooking and then not eat.""Oh, I don't know.There's worse things thansnacking.""Sure there are.Red for me, Barry, love." Marisacame in, dressed in dry clothes."You want a dry shirt,Gilly?""Oh, man.I didn't even notice." Barry shook hishead."You can borrow one of mine if you want."Harrison watched the byplay with interest.Marisaand Barry were treating Giles like.like he was justGiles.Not crazy or rich or famous, just Marisa's brother.He liked them.Giles got a too-big T-shirt, the wet shirt thrown in thedryer.Harrison ended up perched on a barstool at theisland, Giles next to him, everyone teasing and laughing,the atmosphere homey and simple.He had to admit hewas surprised.He'd expected.drama.Maybe it was because of theway he'd first met Marisa.He did notice that none ofthem talked business -- nothing about painting, aboutart, about galleries.Possibly that was where all thedrama lay.They moved to the dining room table when the foodwas ready, and the food tasted as good as it smelled.TheDrawn - 142 small talk stopped as they ate.The food was simple butso good, and Harrison felt right at home.He was pleasedto see Giles eating, too.They played a card game after supper, Marisa andBarry beating them handily.Giles was unfocused andflighty, not paying attention, but neither of their hostsseemed the slightest bit worried [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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