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I could always count on Damon, though. “You sittin’ funny at your desk?”
I went to him to cover his mouth, but my palm was licked instead, and Roland answered while I ran my hand over my jeans, “I haven’t been able to sit all day, but I’m not complaining. That club of yours, on your reputation alone, should make you millionaires the first year. Listen, I have to go meet with another client. You guys look over the sketches and tell me what you agree on, if anything.”
“He knows us well,” Damon said after Roland ended the call. I was kissed, then interrogated. “How did it go?”
“With our prospective boy? Good. I told him we wanted to get to know him better, so when he gets back from a trip, we’re feeding him.”
“Feeding him dick?”
It would have been funny if he wasn’t serious. “Feeding him dinner, then…talking to the guy. If we want another roll in the pine needles, we have other men for that, obviously. I thought we wanted more from this one.”
“We do! What better way than to addict him to the cocks?”
“You’re reprehensible. I swear, one track mind.”
“And?”
We laughed as we walked hand in hand to the house, and I dared to dream of it. The three of us, going home together, having quiet time as well as the playtime. Sitting with a boy between us, watching a stupid episode of our favorite show, having him laughing, cuddling close.
I didn’t know if that dream would come true, but the one that was walking with me, he was a dream I was living every day, and I was terribly grateful. Until, of course, he opened his mouth.
“When he comes for dinner, do we feed him food, or do I get to shoot down his throat?”
“Jesus, Damon…”
Chapter Six
As I lay in bed with Damon that night, playing with his dick, I purred in his ear all the dirty things we could do with a pretty boy in bed with us. “He could sleep on the floor at night, first on your side, then on mine, chained with a thick collar on his neck so you could pull him up when you want to get up and fuck.”
“Mmm, and what would you be doing while I’m fucking him in the middle of the night?”
I loved Damon’s dick; it was thick and nice to handle in my big hand. I rubbed my thumb over the bulbous head, smearing the precum he leaked as I answered, “Watching. I love to watch you fuck.”
“I like your eyes on me when I’m fucking,” he admitted, his grin showing how much. “When you were watching me with Roland…I almost came just seeing your eyes on me.”
“Oh? Can’t have that. Can’t come too fast, before the boy in our bed, on that chain, begs for mercy.”
“I kinda liked hunting Roland. That was hot. We must do more of that.”
“Maybe we’ll add that in as a package, hunting the boy . I’ll bet others would like that too.”
He kissed me before he moaned as I tightened my grip. “I love your mind. Genius and dirty at once.”
“Why, thank you!”
“You’re welcome.”
He came in my hand and kissed me in thanks before going down on me and sucking me until I squealed. He had a great mouth. Damon, he had a great everything. I was crazy about the guy.
It was a few days later, and I was working in the house when I spotted someone moving past the window. It wasn’t Damon, as he was in the barn, having just facetimed me to show me, for the tenth time, where the stage should be.
I was looking at some of the sketches Roland had sent when I caught movement and froze. The sketches forgotten, I looked at the big window and saw a shadow moving.
I owned guns, which Damon didn’t mind, as he’d once lived with them too, but I didn’t like to pull them out without reason. Harvey was heavy on my mind, and I’d only had one report from Javi that his crew had traced him to the states, coming back over the southern border a couple months earlier. With that thought, I got up quickly and headed to the bedroom for my handgun, a Sig Sauer 45 Elite. I kept it in the nightstand, loaded, so I took it quickly and headed back to the living room.
I moved quietly, my heart doing a dance in my chest, but my nerves were calm. I’d killed before, and if that was truly Harvey, for once, it would be a pleasure.
After getting flush with the wall next to the window, I moved my head for a quick look around, and saw the shadow moving again. This time, however, I saw the shadow better. The shadow had a cowboy hat shape on top.
