The kiss was different this time, urgent, demanding, drawing an instant response from
Nevil’s kisses burned down his neck, and Shelton leaned his head back to give him access as he deftly undid the buttons on his vest and the shirt beneath, spreading them open to expose his chest.
Nevil’s lips teased at the hardened bud on his chest, then returned to his mouth for another shattering kiss. "We should have done this ages ago," Nevil murmured appreciatively, slipping an arm under him to lift him closer.
A horn blared as headlights swept through the windows, the car pulling out of the parking lot with a squeal of tires. Nevil loosened his hold, chuckling as he pulled away from
Nevil suddenly reached for the empty glass
Percy sat on the edge of his chair. "You need to get out from behind that desk and into the sun, darling." He tilted his blond head. "Or are you coming down with something? You’re quite dull this evening."
Percy narrowed his eyes, and
"You naughty boy. So this is where you’ve been hiding." Andrea leaned against him, and
As if conjured, Nevil appeared at his side, handing
The woman lounged back on the couch as she sipped her martini, her hot gaze traveling from
Nevil looked back at
"Michael!" Nevil grinned at the attractive brunet. "What brings you here?"
"I’m with Sara Gibbs. And who’s this gorgeous man?"
"He likes girls," Percy put in nastily and raised his glass as
"Is that so?" Michael remarked, his tone cheery in contrast. "How nice. Oh, Nevil, that reminds me…" Michael pulled Nevil aside.
Seeing them together,
The kitchen proved to be as crowded as the rest of the house, and
He sipped the warming drink and let its slight burn trickle down his throat. He supposed Nevil couldn’t help himself with those beautiful men. Until a short time ago, Nevil could have slept with any number of them. Six months. That’s all
He took another swallow of the numbing liquid, then looked at his glass, nearly empty again, and used both hands to set it on the countertop. It hadn’t helped at all. He leaned over the sink, but refused to throw up.
He squinted in the dim streetlight coming through a curtained window. Nevil slammed the door of the utility room and twisted the lock in the knob.
"What’s the matter?"
"Ouch! What are you angry about?"
"You deserted me," Nevil growled against his mouth. "Percy practically raped me on the couch, unable to keep his hands to himself, apparently, and you weren’t even there to help. Some hero you are."
"You can handle Percy without me,"
It slowly rose through
Nevil narrowed his eyes then hid his face against