“Soon.” Liam nodded. Reaching down, Liam cupped Zeno’s balls and stroked him gently.
Zeno moaned helplessly, and then gasped out loud as Liam took the head of his cock into his mouth. Zeno bucked up and Liam allowed him to thrust, sucking Zeno’s length to the root.
Although Zeno continued to thrust, he wasn’t certain if Liam was going to let him come just yet. Especially when his lover began to run his tongue up and down the sides of Zeno’s throbbing cock, and around the cock ring.
“Oh, fuck me.” Zeno moaned, but instead Liam gave a last lick and shuffled back.
“Kneel.” Liam snapped the command. Although he helped Zeno get into position, he also slapped each ass cheek. “That’s for being a naughty boy. Now, let’s get you fully out of these panties. Or at least what’s left of them.”
Zeno moved his legs as Liam directed so that the lingerie could be removed. Now all he wore were the corset and stockings. Liam leaned heavily over Zeno’s back, toying with Zeno’s erect nipples.
From there, the erotically tormenting fingers trailed slowly toward Zeno’s stomach, scratching gently and causing Zeno’s muscles to ripple as if he was undecided whether the sensation was something pleasurable or to escape from.
“Oh, fuck. My cock’s going to die in this ring, and you don’t care.” Zeno moaned aloud as Liam merely ran his hand up and down Zeno’s cock.
“No. I think it’s very much alive. Let’s try something different, shall we?”
Since Zeno couldn’t see Liam’s expression, or where his lover was going as Zeno’s back instantly missed Liam’s heat and weight, he wondered just what was coming next. Then he gasped and lurched forward. The only thing that stopped him from banging his head on the metal bedhead was Liam’s strong grip.
The new touch was Liam’s tongue sliding slowly over one ass cheek, then the other, and finally lapping over his asshole. He shuddered and moaned wordlessly, voicing his pleasure in the carnal act in the only way he could. It was beyond Zeno to even attempt to use words as the tip of Liam’s tongue pushed inside him
It seemed as if Liam didn’t care if Zeno pushed back. The agile muscle was doing things to Zeno he couldn’t begin to describe, and he continued to shamelessly encourage the enthusiastic tongue-fucking, rocking back to try to get it deeper.
His neck arched back until Zeno stared up at the ceiling. He panted each desperate breath, and a whine escaped from behind his clenched teeth. At that moment, Liam flicked off the cock ring, timing it with an enthusiastic shove of his tongue, and Zeno was consumed by his release.
Even as he shuddered through his climax, Zeno was aware of the grunt of his name as Liam came again, this time over his back. Even with his heart thundering, his senses spinning, and his breathing coming in harsh, snatched gulps of much needed air, Zeno still managed to smile when Liam collapsed on top on him, forcing him into the mattress, nuzzling and licking at the nape of his neck.
Long moments passed, and when Liam finally rolled to the side, Zeno instantly missed his lover’s weight and warmth. However, the feeling was only temporary as Liam quickly pulled Zeno to his chest, and with a contented sigh, Zeno burrowed against him.
“I have playrooms on my yacht as well as in my apartment.” Liam whispered against Zeno’s ear. “If you’re interested in a personal tour and demonstration?”
“Very interested.” Zeno arched back enough to gaze into blue eyes that reflected warmth and affection.
“Good. Then I suggest we get showered and go downstairs to have something to eat, and then we can make our excuses.”
“Yes, I’d like that.” Zeno nodded enthusiastically. Perhaps, in time, Liam might grow to love him. For now, Zeno would settle for what he could get.
Chapter Six
As much as he wanted to keep Zeno with him, once they’d shared a shower Liam reluctantly allowed his lover to return to his room to dress. In that way they could both be ready to leave as soon as they’d eaten breakfast. I’ll take Zeno to my apartment first, and then out to the yacht. We can take a couple of days and go sailing, get to know one another better.
In time, Liam hoped that Zeno would grow to love him, but for the time being, he’d settle for being the Dom that Zeno always dreamed of having, showing in actions what he didn’t feel he could as yet say in words. I don’t want him to feel overwhelmed or pressured.
Dressed in leather pants and a plain white t-shirt, Liam started down the stairs. Spotting Zeno, Liam was about to call out to him when he froze in place, his lover’s name dying on his lips.
Adam appeared from one of the rooms, and on seeing him, Zeno ran into his arms. The way Adam kissed the top of his head and held him to his chest suggested a relationship that went beyond one of mere friendship.
A mix of anger and jealousy welled up in Liam and a single word, like a mantra, sounded in Liam’s mind: mine, mine, mine.
Before either Adam or Zeno could say a word, Liam grasped Zeno’s arm and pulled him into his own arms.
“You said you wanted to be mine. Have you forgotten me so soon?”
“I did. I do.” Zeno’s eyes were wide, but he didn’t struggle or try to break free of Liam’s hold. Instead he seemed to press closer, and confusion added to the potent combination of emotions swirling around Liam.
“I can assure you, Liam, Zeno doesn’t want that kind of relationship with me any more than I with him.” Adam remained where he was, but his arms were folded and his expression grim. “But I swear, if you hurt him, I’ll break you.”
“No.” Zeno looked over his shoulder, shaking his head. “He wouldn’t. I trust him. I love him.”
The fire of anger and jealousy burning inside Liam was dowsed instantly, and he stared at Zeno.
“Love? Me?”
“I know you’ll think it’s too soon, and that I’m just a stupid kid, but I know how I feel. I’d just told Adam, and I was thanking him for bringing us together.”
Liam looked over Zeno’s shoulder at Adam. His friend’s expression hadn’t changed.
“I may enjoy a more … shall we say risqué lifestyle than some. But I wouldn’t bed my own nephew.”
“Nephew?” Liam suddenly felt as if his world had taken a tilt to the side. “You never … he never…” Liam shook his head, unsure what it was he wanted to say.
“Let’s go into my office, and I’ll explain.” Adam turned and headed back along the hallway.
Liam kept a tight hold of Zeno’s hand, pleased that his lover gripped him back with equal strength.
Once inside his office, Adam perched on the end of his desk and regarded Liam steadily, and Liam sighed heavily, shame replacing all the other emotions that seemed to have drained away as quickly as they’d surged.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.” Liam turned his head to look at Zeno, almost afraid to look, but his lover’s gaze was full of love and trust.
“You were jealous.” Adam spoke, his voice now softer. “And since I’m partly to blame, I can’t be angry with your outburst. Zeno is the son of my oldest sister. Like you, Liam, I made my fortune. Unlike you, I still have a family, but one that didn’t want to know me once they knew I was gay. I was an unexpected child. My parents had long-since thought their family complete. I left home at the first chance I got, and I never looked back.”
“Then, how did you and Zeno get to know about one another?” Liam asked, and Adam laughed softly.
“One of those quirks of fate. I saw him with you, and he bore such an uncanny resemblance to my older brother, I introduced myself to him. With a little digging, I quickly established he was my nephew, but knew nothing about me. My family conveniently pretended I’d never existed. I was there when his previous Dom abused him. I think I mentioned I dealt with him. Then I saw you both at a couple of functions.” Adam suddenly bust into loud guffaws, and Liam glanced at Zeno, who shook his head, looking equally confused.
“What’s so funny?” Liam asked as Adam got himself back under control, but still chuckled as he regarded them.
“The pair of you. I sat and watched you. When the one wasn’t looking, the other was all but drooling. Personally, I just wanted to bang your heads together, toss you both in my dungeon, and leave you to work it out. My husband, however, has a romantic streak, and thought I could introduce you at the party. Neither of you would know the other, because of the masks, so no embarrassment, and we could see if the sparks I’d seen finally burst into flames. If not, then I could toss you into my dungeon.”
“I just wanted to let Adam know we were going to see if things worked out.” Zeno squeezed Liam’s hand. “I couldn’t have asked for more.”
“You said you loved me.” Liam met Zeno’s gaze. “Do you?”
“Yes. I have for some time. You weren’t a hard man to love. But since I had another side to my personality, you were my boss, and a very rich man, there were several reasons for me not trying to make you notice me.”
“I noticed you anyway. But with my other side, and being your boss, I didn’t want you to feel pressured.”
“Well, then, I suggest you both go have your breakfasts, then go about whatever it was you had planned. Make sure to say goodbye when you leave.” Adam stood up and sauntered from the room.
Liam waited for a minute, then cupped Zeno’s chin.
“Just so you know, it’s not one-sided. I love you, too.” Liam claimed Zeno’s lips and pulled him close. He eased back slowly and smiled. “Now, let’s do as Adam says. The sooner we eat, the sooner we’re out of here. I have a lot to show you and a lot of wasted time to make up for.”
“Yes … Freyr.” Zeno leaned in close, purring the name, and Liam growled softly.
“You are a sassy brat. But you’re my sassy brat.”
“Yes. Yours.” Zeno nodded.
With a smile, Liam nuzzled at Zeno’s throat, then sucked to leave a mark.
“And, of course, I’ll need to think of something very imaginative as punishment for that smart mouth of yours.”
“I can hardly wait.” Zeno wriggled in Liam’s embrace.
“I also have a VIP card for some of the most exclusive leather bars. I think Maleficent might enjoy them, too.” Liam’s mind was already racing.
But the best thing of all, was that he’d found that missing piece in his life, that very special someone to be at his side. And I have a very vivid imagination to keep Zeno on his toes.
The End
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AS LONG AS YOU LOVE ME
Megan Slayer
Copyright © 2020
Chapter One
“Did you check he’ll be there?” Carson Garett paced the length of his home office. Since he’d graduated, he hadn’t put down roots and wanted to visit his home town. No, he wanted to visit his first love—Luke Benjamin. “This is important.” He hadn’t seen Luke in over eight years, and once he’d learned there would be a ten-year high school reunion in Litchfield, he decided he’d attend.
“You know he had a boyfriend?” Sindy McCallum, his secretary and personal assistant, looked up from her tablet. “The social media posts say they’ve broken up, but what if he has a new boyfriend and hasn’t made the relationship social media ready?” She was one of his few friends and people he trusted. She placed the device on the desk. “He might have moved on from you, too.”
“He might.” Not if he knew Luke. They’d been tight when they’d been together. Ten years wasn’t much. They could be tight again. He peered over her shoulder at the photo. “Is that the boyfriend?”
“Yes, it says his name is Duncan White.” She swiped to his social media profile. “His information says single, but these days people change relationships so fast…”
“Luke, if he’s with someone, won’t be with Duncan.” He didn’t like Duncan’s face. He’d seen a hundred men like Duncan. They wanted something and would step on everyone to get whatever they needed. He seemed like the type to demand attention, too. Luke wasn’t an attention-grabber. He did his thing without fanfare.
“So, I’ve looked at the database,” Sindy said. “I don’t know why Cathy let us look, but she gave us access to the list of classmates who’ve returned their cards. Luke is listed, but it also says he’s bringing a plus one.”
Plus one? Although the initial thought annoyed him, Carson could work with Luke bringing someone. “Does it say who the person might be?” If there wasn’t a name, then chances were Luke checked the box in case he brought a date.
“No.” She closed out of the program on her laptop. “You could be setting yourself up for failure. You’re putting your heart into this pretty deep. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
If anyone could be straight with him, it was Sindy. “I know.” He resumed pacing. “I could have my heart shattered, but I don’t fail and I won’t give up.” He was ready to see Luke. Ready to prove he was worthy of his ex-boyfriend.
“You can’t buy or sell your way out of this if the situation goes sideways.” She stared at him. “I’ve seen the videos on the library website and Luke’s social media. He’s a sweet man. He’s quiet. Are you sure this is the same man you dated in school?”
“He is.” Carson had been savvy with his money since he’d created the running app. He’d invested most of his wealth, gave a big chunk away and lived frugally. Well, frugal with the exception of his appearance. He loved his haircuts to be just so and his suits to be tailored. The suit made the man. If he looked like he meant business, he’d be taken seriously. If he looked shabby, the sale wouldn’t go through. Besides, he hated to disappoint. He stopped behind his desk and spied the photo of him with Luke he’d tucked into the blotter. He missed Luke. Sindy hadn’t been wrong—Luke was sweet, quiet, and unassuming. He loved his books. So he was the polar opposite of Carson?
“What’s the plan?” Sindy asked.
“I’ve got our tickets, and we fly into Ohio tonight. You reserved the limo, so that’s done. We’ll take the limo to Litchfield. Did you book a hotel room?” Carson asked.
“In Litchfield? There aren’t any hotels.” She snorted. “I’ve got one booked in Abbottsfield, though.”
Beyond having a place to stay and escape, he had few points to his plan. What happened next? Only time would tell. If he could get Luke alone, he could talk and give them a chance for a second try at their relationship.
“Do you have a contingency plan?” Sindy asked. She stood and tucked her tablet into her bag. “Based on your silence, I’m going to assume not.”
“I don’t.” The plan had to work. He had no other choice.
“Our tickets are on our phones, and your bag is in the car downstairs.” She clutched her own bag. “I hope you get your happy ending.” She paused. “Consider this. Luke may not want your money or the problems that come with it. He might not want to be a possession. Don’t force him.”
“I won’t.” He nodded to her. “I’ll see you at the airport in an hour. Thanks.” He waited for her to leave, then collected his things. Phone, wallet, cash, jacket, keys. Where were his sunglasses? He patted his jacket pocket and located the item. Time to go. He locked his office, then headed through the apartment to the elevator.
He’d lived a nomadic life for too long. The apartment wasn’t his. Once the lease was up, he’d lose his office, too. Did he really want those things? He could have an office and home anywhere. When the elevator doors opened, he strode through the basement of the building to the waiting sedan. He waited in the backseat as the driver pulled out into traffic.
Carson withdrew the photo of Luke he kept in his phone cover. He missed Luke’s face, the way he smiled, the way he sighed in his sleep, the sparkle in his eyes, and his kiss. He missed his best friend. They’d been close. Luke knew him better than anyone. He saw through Carson’s bullshit. If they’d have attended the same college, they’d still be together. Luke was his soul mate.
He pressed the image to his lips. All he needed was one chance and he’d set thing
s right. He’d let Luke go once and wouldn’t do it again.
Tomorrow evening, he’d get his man.
****
Luke scrolled through his email and frowned. The reminder note concerning the reunion that night seemed to scream for attention. He’d hoped he could avoid the event, even though he’d returned the card saying he’d attend.
He’d also said he’d bring someone.
What had he been thinking? If he went to the reunion by himself, he’d be looked at as the same boring man who only had a relationship with Carson because his classmates thought he’d begged Carson. Carson had begged him! If he showed up with someone, then what would happen if he saw Carson? What if Carson was single? What if Carson was happily involved with someone?
Luke rolled away from his desk and stared at the stacks of books on his office shelves. He loved his books. Loved the library. He could get lost in the volumes and never come out. Sometimes the simplicity of the library was easier to handle than the messiness of life. People joked he should live at the library. What was wrong with that?
Maybe he could shift his schedule around and be too busy working to attend the reunion. Sounded like a great idea to him.
What was he afraid of? He worked with many of the kids he graduated with and saw their children at the school. He knew who would be attending and didn’t care if he made them happy. According to his friend Cathy, Carson had returned his card. He’d be attending.
Luke scrubbed his hand across his mouth. If Carson showed up, he’d want to chat. If nothing else, Carson would want to catch up and move on.
Did Luke want to move on, too?
Carson had money. He had fame, too. If he did show up, he might be too important to notice Luke. Nothing exciting ever happened in Litchfield. Carson loved action. So he’d returned the card. He might stay home. Might have sent the RSVP back to play with his classmates and build buzz.
Luke turned his back on his desk. What would Carson be like now? He and Carson had parted at a good time and on positive terms, but he’d avoided his ex-boyfriend the few times Carson had returned to Litchfield. He couldn’t handle seeing Carson, especially if his ex had a current beau. He’d want to throw himself into Carson’s embrace. No one made him happy in the same way.
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