Best Laid Plans

by Sandrine Gasq-Dion

  “Morning, gorgeous,” Jagger caressed Xander’s face. “How do you feel this morning?”

  “A little sore, but in a fantastic way.” Xander waggled his eyebrows.

  “God, you will be the death of me.” Jagger chuckled.

  “You want to take a showev hr with me?” Xander tunneled his fingers through Jagger’s soft blonde locks. “Mmm,” Jagger pulled Xander in closer and wrapped his arms around him. “I don’t want to get out of bed. Can’t we stay here all day and just kiss?”

  “Well considering I’ve never woken up with a man in my bed unless it was my brother, I’m all for kissing you all day.” Xander rolled on top of Jagger bracing his arms on either side of his head. “You look even sexier in the morning.” Xander dragged his hips over Jagger’s and smiled when he got a low growl. “Rawr…”

  Jagger cracked up. “Jesus, Xander.” “Give me break! I finally had sex after waiting what seemed like centuries.” Xander was flipped on his back in seconds and Jagger hovered above him.

  “You don’t think I want to take you right now? I want to lick every damn inch of your body and suck you until you scream my name.” Jagger growled.

  Xander swallowed hard and his cock grew thick in seconds. “Fuck, that’s hot.” He whispered.

  Jagger grabbed Xander and threw him over his shoulder. “Now, let’s go get clean.”

  “But I want to get dirty!” Xander struggled.

  Jagger laughed, and walked to the bathroom. Xander’s hands were trying to get into his damn ass. “Jesus, fuck me running.”

  “I’m trying!” Xander giggled. Jagger dropped Xander off in the shower and turned the water on cold. He laughed when Xander let out a howl of protest. “Okay, okay, hang on.” Jagger turned the water temperature to hot and slipped inside the shower. “Better?”

  Xander had the weirdest sensation of watching porn, as Jagger’s form took up most of the shower. Steam drifted around Jagger’s body making him look like a fucking God. Oh, this wassomuch better than watching porn. He wasinthe damn porn. The power that flowed from Jagger was intoxicating and Xander felt his knees going weak. He pressed his back to the shower wall and was immediately dwarfed by Jagger’s taller and broader frame. Strong hands caressed his thighs, as Jagger’s tongue licked a path up his throat. The scent of arousal filled the air, as Jagger’s mouth ravaged his. Hands were in his hair holding him firmly in place, as Jagger licked the inside of his mouth, teasing and nipping at his bottom lip. Their hips rutted against each other and Xander moaned when Jagger’s cock slipped over his.

  A strong hand rubbed soap over his cock and then Jagger was jacking them both off simultaneously. Xander’s moans were swallowed by Jagger’s mouth, as they rubbed against one another, trying to get as much friction as they could on their hardened cocks. The sensation was unbelievable. His dick screamed for satisfaction and when Jagger twisted his hand at the tip of their cocks, Xander came almost screaming. Hot spurts of cum jetted out his slit, splashing onto Jagger’s toned stomach.

  “Jagger…” Xander gasped. The smell of Xander’s semen hit Jagger like a jack hammer, his own cock seized and he came roaring like a fucking freight train, his dick shooting arcs of spunk all over his mate. Jagger slumped against Xander, resting his head against his shoulder.

  “Oh Ch. Hrist…” Jagger breathed.

  “Jagger…” Xander whimpered. Xander wrapped his arms around Jagger’s neck and felt his feet leaving the shower floor, as Jagger enveloped him in his arms. They held each other under the spray, until the water ran cold. Xander felt them moving and he closed his eyes, as a warm towel wrapped around him and then he was being lowered back onto the bed. Soft lips caressed his and he arched into the body lying on top of him.

  “Jesus, you are so goddamned beautiful, Xander.” Jagger’s eyes roamed over the caramel-kissed skin beneath him. Xander opened his eyes to see Jagger’s beautiful eyes admiring his body. “You, are beautiful.” Xander closed his eyes as Jagger’s hand slowly caressed his face.

  “Are you hungry? We can order some room service.” “Pancakes?” Xander smiled, as Jagger chuckled. “Whatever you want Xander.” Jagger stood up and walked to the phone. “Anything else?”

  “Extra syrup,” Xander licked his lips slowly looking at Jagger’s softened penis

  Jagger felt his dick twitch. “Christ.”

  Xander giggled. ~~Chapter Seven~~ The rich aroma of coffee tickled his senses and Taylor opened an eye to see Grayson waving it in front of his nose. He smiled and looked up. “Hey, sexy.”

  “Morning, I didn’t know how long you wanted to sleep in.”

  “What time is it?” Taylor sat up and leaned in to kiss Grayson, while taking the cup from him. “Eleven, I figured I’d let you sleep, but then it seemed like you might sleep all day.” Grayson sat cross –legged on the bed. “And I really wanted to play with you this morning.”

  “Am I your toy?” Taylor smiled wickedly. Grayson looked at the gorgeous man splayed out on the bed. “That’s not all you are to me. In fact, all I want right now is to kiss you for hours.” Grayson smoothed Taylor’s hair back from his forehead. “But, you might want to eat first. I got us room service.”

  Taylor eyed the cart of food. “What did you get?” Grayson crawled off the bed and pulled the cart closer. “Crepes, fresh strawberries, some bagels with cream cheese; I didn’t know what you like, so I got eggs and bacon too.”

  Taylor smiled and pulled Grayson back onto the bed wrapping him up in his arms. “I love all of it. I’m not a picky eater either.”

  “Well, you are in luck, because Nadine taught me how to cook.”

  “Nadine?” Taylor tilted his head. “Oh yes, Sam’s Mom.” Grayson smiled at the gorgeous man in bed with him. “levjSo, I’m going to go shower and then we can see if Xander and Jagger are awake.” Grayson crawled off the bed only to be yanked back, Taylor hovered over him.

  “What about kissing for hours?” Taylor smiled devilishly.

  “Aren’t you hungry?” Grayson squeaked. Taylor looked over his mate’s body in appreciation. “Did you really just ask me that?” Taylor nuzzled Grayson’s neck. “God, you smell so fucking good.”

  Grayson’s skin went up in flames. “Taylor…” His hips arched into Taylor’s body.

  Taylor looked at the time and sighed. “This is going to have to wait. As much as I want to ravage your body, I did promise to show you Vegas. We have all the time in the world to be together, Grayson.” Taylor nuzzled Grayson’s nose.

  Grayson smiled and pulled Taylor down to his lips. “Just a quick kiss then?” “Mmm,” Taylor took Grayson’s mouth and moaned at the taste of his mate. The skin on skin contact driving him crazy, Taylor didn’t even realize how long they were kissing, until he broke from it and looked at the clock. Fifteen minutes had gone by and now he was hard as a rock. “Wow.”

  “I know,” Grayson breathed. “Okay, I really need to take a shower now.” Grayson got up and smacked Taylor’s ass. “Eat.” “Yes sir.” Taylor winked as Grayson headed for the shower. He grabbed a strawberry and bit into it, moaning at the sweetness on his taste buds. He looked over the tray of food and smiled, Grayson was already taking care of him. He grabbed a bagel and walked into the living room, looking over the city of Las Vegas. Things had changed dramatically over the last forty eight hours. He had a man at his side now. The knowledge that his mate was male brought everything into focus now. He’d always wondered if his father had been right about gays, now he knew that was the farthest thing from the truth. Nothing could be wrong about his feelings for Grayson. He was already falling in love. “Wow.”

  ~~ After showering and meeting up with Jagger and Xander they hit Vegas with purpose. They lunched at The Rainforest Café and spent the rest of the day walking through the many hotels that lined Tropicana Avenue. Studio 54 sat on the corner of the MGM and Jagger took a picture of Xander and Grayson in front of it. They laughed at the amount of wedding chapels lining the Avenue, and Taylor suggested he and Grayson get
married by Elvis.

  “Hey, we could have a double wedding.” Jagger laughed.

  “You…you want to marry me?” Xander looked at Jagger. “Of course I do.” Jagger took Xander in his arms. Aware they were standing on the sidewalk of a crowded Tropicana Ave, Jagger caressed Xander’s face. “You are my mate Xander.”

  Before Xander could open his mouth, a car full of men drove by whistling at them. Xander smiled and waved as they continued down the Avenue. They went on with the tour and by five thirty, were stumbling back to the Skylofts. Separating in the hallway to their rooms, Grayson waited for Taylor to unlock the door with his keycard before stepping inside to air conditioned heaven. Hanging on the door of the bathroom was the promised Armani th.suit from Riley. Grayson pulled the protective plastic bag off of it and looked at the expensive black pin striped suit.

  “Holy shit.” Grayson turned it around.

  “Damn, “Taylor whistled softly. “Who’s that from?”

  “Riley,” Grayson grinned.

  “So, I’m not the only millionaire you know?” Taylor chuckled. “Are you?” Grayson turned to look at Taylor. “I mean, I wasn’t going to ask. It’s not about money for me. I wouldn’t have cared if you didn’t have two pennies to rub together.”

  Taylor smiled and pulled Grayson into the warmth of his arms. “I know that Grayson. What’s mine is yours now though. Don’t be afraid to ask me for anything okay?”

  “Oh, I won’t.” Grayson grinned mischievously. “But, I will be making my own money.” Grayson nodded to his briefcase. “Look in there while I take a shower and tell me what you think. I believe our family has architectural genes.”

  Taylor watched Grayson go into the bathroom. He opened Grayson’s briefcase and pulled out carefully folded plans. Spreading them out on the kitchen table, he sucked in a breath. They were beautiful. He’d seen Sawyer’s work; in fact they had used some of his plans mixed with their own. Sawyer would be making a pretty penny of his own with their new building plans. Now he could see that Grayson had that same flair. Taylor sat down in the chair staring at the beautiful drawings made my Grayson’s expert hand. He not only had a mate, but he knew he and Jagger would be hiring both Grayson and Xander at the firm. If, they decided to stay inAnchorage. The joke at being married by Elvis hadn’t totally been a joke. Taylor wanted his mate to take his last name; he wanted Grayson to be his for life.

  “Like what you see?” Taylor turned to see Grayson fresh from the shower and in his suit. His dick sprung up like a jack- in- the- box. “You look so beautiful.” He whispered.

  Grayson blushed and smiled. “Thank you. It’s your turn by the way; we need to get a move on.” Taylor stood on shaky legs, his mate’s cologne and scent invading his senses. “It’s some of the best work I’ve seen Grayson. You and your brothers have a talent that’s rare.”

  “Thanks,” Grayson kissed Taylor’s lips softly. “Now go shower, sexy.” Grayson watched as Taylor disappeared into the bathroom. His eyes fell on the plans that Taylor was looking at. It was the first drawing he’d ever done of a log home. When he’d been younger he’d envisioned living in it with his mate someday. Grayson smiled running his fingers over the paper. He picked up the phone and called Xander’s room.

  “Hey Bro, what’s up?” Xander checked his reflection in the mirror. “Did you get the suit from Riley?” “Yep, black pin stripe. What’s yours look like?” “Navy pin stripe, it looks damn good too. I think Jagger passed out.” Xander chuckled.

  “I know what you mean.” Grayson laughed. “So, we’ll see you in about twenty minutes okay?”

  “Gotcha,” Grayson hung up the phone and looked around the room. The maids had come through and re-made the bed leaving an assortment of chocolates on them. He grabbed a mint one and popped it in his mouth. The smell of Taylor’s cologne drifted into the room and Grayson turned to see his mate. He almost came in his thousand dollar Armani suit.

  “Wow,”

  “Yeah?” Taylor did a slow turn in his Valentino suit.

  “Oh my fucking God,’ Grayson whispered. “We have to go right now.”

  Taylor chuckled and put his arm out. “Shall we?” ~~ Xander was still hyperventilating looking at Jagger in a jet- black Valentino suit as they exited the room. They ran into Grayson and Taylor at the elevator and Xander looked at his brother.

  “Nice, very nice.” Xander winked. They made their way into the elevator and down to the main floor. The restaurant had a line forming in front of it and Jagger gave the hostess their names. She looked over the list and looked up at Jagger.

  “Go right on in Mr. Drake, Mr. Fournier is waiting for you. One of our waiters will take you to the table.” “Thank you.” Jagger smiled and ushered Xander in front of him as they were escorted to a purple room with long floor to ceiling matching curtains. A large chandelier hung from the ceiling above. Baccarat crystal glasses were strategically placed in front of each plate, and at the head of the table sat the man himself. Caden Fournier.

  Xander’s mouth almost dropped open. Caden Fournier reminded him of a young Colin Farrell, except for the eyes. Caden Fournier’s eyes were like sapphires, he’d never seen eye’s like that.

  “Ah Gentlemen, please have a seat.” Caden rose from his chair. “Would you like some champagne?” “No, thank you.” Jagger put his hand out. “I’m Jagger Drake; this is my brother Taylor, and our associates Xander and Grayson Quinton.”

  “Pleasure to meet you,” Caden shook hands and smiled at the four men. “Please, have a seat. I hope you are enjoying your accommodations?”

  “Yes we are. Thank you very much.” Jagger smiled as the waiter filled his water glass. “I must say, I was very impressed with your model that was couriered to my office. I did not expect such brilliant work from such young minds.” Caden looked over the men at the table. “It is not often that I am taken by surprise. I myself started very young, I am now twenty eight and have more than a dozen hotels in my name.”

  Taylor sat forward. “Well, we took a short trip to Egypt before we started on the plans Mr. Fournier. Most of the hotels have the same theme. Pyramids and sand were the most prevalent.” Taylor chuckled. “You are already in Egypt; you don’t need to be reminded you’re surrounded by sand. Therefore Jagger and I decided to go with tropical look, an Oasis in the lobby, waterfalls throughout.”

  “Yes,” Caden nodded. “Like you are seeing a mirage in the hotel, I do like it.” Caden folded his hands together. “I am most curious about you both. I put feelers out to all the major offices and was surprised to see plans from yours. You took the initiative to send them without me asking.”

  “We didn’t get where we are Mr. Fournier by tucking our tails between our legs, so to speak.” Jagger smiled.

  “No, I would think not.” Caden smiled looking at the other two men. “You are awfully quiet.”

  “We are interning at Drake and Drake.” Xander sipped his water.

  “I would love to see some of your plans as well. I am always looking for that one-of-a kind building.” Caden smiled. “I can provide some of their work to you.” Taylor grabbed Grayson’s knee under the table. “They are both very talented. Their older brother Sawyer Quinton’s work was used in your plans as well.”

  “Is that so?” Caden arched a brow. “Interesting.”

  Talk turned to Alaska as dinner was served. Grayson’s mouth was watering as plate after plate of food showed up in front of him. Thank God he’d gotten a lesson in table manners from Riley last year. He’d never know which fork to use if he hadn’t. Lamb served in a rich wine sauce followed by salad, bread and cheese. A baked Alaska was placed in the middle of the table for desert and Grayson forced his mouth shut.

  “In honor of your home state.” Caden gestured to the cake.

  “That’s the closest we’ve come to cold since we arrived.” Jagger chuckled.

  “Yes, Las Vegas is a bit warm isn’t it?” Caden took a bite of the cold cake and licked his lips. “Perfection.”


  “Where are you from?” Grayson put his napkin down, turning his attentions to Caden.

  “I am originally from a small town called Vitrolles.”

  “France.” Grayson smiled.

  “That is correct,” Caden inspected the younger man. “It is not often someone hears the name and knows of it.”

  “I love France.” Grayson smiled, broadly.

  “Oh? Have you been?” Caden rested his chin in his hands, enthralled by the younger man. “No, I would love to go someday.” Grayson blushed, as Caden gazed over him. He felt Taylor’s hand in his under the table and tried to relax.

  “Yes, yes you should.” Caden let his gaze wander over Grayson Quinton’s face. “I think we can manage that Grayson.” Jagger looked at Taylor with a raised brow. He was shocked to hear Xander’s voice in his head.

  “Is he hitting on Grayson?”Xander gripped Jagger’s thigh. Taylor’s voice broke through all of their heads.

  “He better not be.”Taylor growled.

  Grayson giggled. “Something amuses you?” Caden sat back smiling.

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  “Oh, I was just thinking about how funny it is that hotels in Egypt actually have pyramids in them. Doesn’t make much sense if you can walk outside and see them.”

  “Exactly,” Caden looked at the time. “Well, I hate to cut this short but I must be in Rio soon. We shall meet back here in one month? I would like to look over your plans more, but I am confident I will be signing off on them. It was a pleasure to meet you.” Caden stood up and shook hands with Jagger, Xander and Taylor. He smiled when Grayson stood in front of him and kissed him on both cheeks. “I hope to see you here at our next meeting Mr. Quinton. It truly was a pleasure to have met you.”