Private Gentleman by Heidi Cullinan

Author:Heidi Cullinan [Cullinan, Heidi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Historical, MM
ISBN: 9781609288983
Google: XaUC-amy2BUC
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Goodreads: 13314897
Publisher: Samhain
Published: 2012-02-14T00:00:00+00:00

By the third week of seeing Albert, Michael began to feel impatient. With himself, with Albert—he wasn’t sure of the source, but he couldn’t seem to shake the sense that more should be happening. His nightmares had stopped. He had, twice, napped in his own bed, alone. He felt ready for something more. For congress, possibly. Their last few carriage rides had left them both breathless and flushed and rock hard. Kisses had become only the opening act. They soon gave way to fondling beneath waistcoats and groping trousers. Their hair knew no mercy. Their necks were banquets. Any second now Michael suspected he would undo Albert’s trousers and reacquaint himself with his lover’s cock with the same sort of passion. He simply hadn’t quite done so yet.

Albert hadn’t ever pushed him to do so, nor to let him have the same pleasure, the pleasure he was, in fact, paying for. In fact, he made no moves of a sexual nature without Michael’s express permission, and sometimes even then he had to give him a second encouragement. Though once that was settled, he clearly had no reservations of any kind.

It wasn’t just sexual encounters Michael was starting to want. He longed to do things with Albert and not tour another bloody garden. He’d managed to get Albert into a bookstore, once. That hadn’t been so bad, but Albert had merely waited near the door looking uncomfortable, not browsing with Michael as he’d hoped he would. Forget coffeehouses, and never speak of pubs. Albert simply went white and shook his head when Michael mentioned them.

The thought of taking him to Covent Garden was laughable.

Actual gardens, however, or parks, were fine, and any day the weather was good enough, they toured them. And they were lovely, true. It was only that Michael wanted something more. Something… Something…

Something normal.

He let this revelation rattle around in his head as he stared at his own reflection in a mirror, getting ready for yet another day with Albert. Yes, normal. That was what he wanted. A foolish yen, most likely, and yet no amount of chastising himself kept the desire away. Perhaps that was what he was in love with, what Rodger saw.

Normal had evaporated so long ago, and the joke was that even then Michael had struggled for it. He hadn’t thought about his school days in years, but every time he was with Albert he couldn’t help but remember what it had been like to stride about London as a normal boy, wondering how he could swindle his mother out of more sweets or a new book. He’d closed his heart to that boy so long ago, not letting him out, for the world Michael lived in now was too grim for him. But with Albert, the boy, now a man, always wanted to come out to play. With Albert, Michael wanted to explore London. To share books. To delight in things. And yes, sometimes they did. But all too often just as Michael

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