Slave Boy by Evangeline Anderson

Author:Evangeline Anderson [Anderson, Evangeline]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, Adult
ISBN: 9781596327542
Google: UF5MOwAACAAJ
Amazon: 1596327545
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Goodreads: 4887207
Publisher: Loose Id
Published: 2008-06-30T12:00:00+00:00

70 Evangeline Anderson

just thinking that it was going to take all night when his novice surprised him by wrapping

his legs around Haven’s waist and pulling him down.

“Wren…” he said warningly, but the young man shook his head.

“Just listen to me for a minute and don’t move, Master. This way is easier -- see?” He

shifted under Haven until both their shafts were nestled together, rubbing against each other

with a delicious friction that made the older man bite back a groan.

“Wren, I don’t know,” he said uncertainly, but his novice only smiled.

“But you’re already producing much more precum. This way you’ll have the oil off me in no time -- thrust against me and see.”

Drawing back, Haven made a long, slow, gliding thrust against his novice’s straining shaft. This time there was no way he could hold back the groan that rose in his throat.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, Master? Feels right.” The intimacy of having Wren speak inside

his mind as their throbbing cocks rubbed together was almost too much for Haven. With

great difficulty, he reminded himself of the task at hand.

“Wren,” he said, speaking aloud deliberately to avoid the intimacy of their link. “This

isn’t about pleasure -- it’s about necessity. I’m just going to rub against you until I’ve, uh,

eradicated the oil on your shaft.”

“Yes, Master,” Wren practically purred. “But what are you going to do about the oil

inside me?”

“I’ll let you know when the time is right,” Haven assured him. “In the meantime, help

me get this oil off of you.” Before you drive me insane, he thought privately.

“Yes, Master. But please, would you…could you kiss me just a little while we do this? It

seems so …so clinical otherwise.” Wren looked so sad, the wide amber eyes pleading softly

that Haven found himself agreeing. After all, he did love his novice -- not as a lover, he told himself, despite what they were doing at present. But he didn’t want Wren to feel that he disliked him or hated what they were doing. He just needed to keep the situation in check. But surely a small kiss couldn’t hurt, especially if it would make Wren feel better.

“Well, I suppose it couldn’t hurt,” he said gruffly. “Come here, my Wren.”

Wren leaned up to meet his lips eagerly, and before Haven knew what was happening,

what had started as a brief, closed mouth peck quickly became a hot, open mouthed kiss as they rubbed together, trying with their mutual efforts to spread his precum over Wren’s slender shaft.

He was having no trouble producing the sticky liquid now, Haven found, as he explored Wren’s mouth with his tongue, tasting his novice thoroughly. His cock was weeping from the delicious friction and the feel of Wren moving under him. He tried to control his possessive, dominant emotions, but it was very difficult when he was touching hisnovice so intimately, stroking over and over against Wren’s cock, and Wren was so obviously

eager to submit.

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