Standing Stone by Phil J. Harrison

Author:Phil J. Harrison [Harrison, Phil J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01MQQM026
Goodreads: 28526020
Publisher: RPMAS Publishing
Published: 2016-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

Ray’s phone rang and he barked into it. “What?”

“That’s not a professional way to answer a phone, Sheriff.”

“Riddley. It had to be you.”

“What did you do to my agent?”

“He and one of my deputies had a friendly disagreement over personal property and they worked it out.” Ray prayed Will didn’t hear himself being referred to as personal property.

“His nose is broke. His front teeth are loose. And he’s going to have a black eye. What do you mean they worked it out?”

Ray looked out at a now dry Joe, developing two black eyes. Joe watched Will like a hawk watches his prey. “Sounds about even. I don’t see what the problem is if you can’t control your agent.”

“Me? Your deputy attacked my agent.” Riddley sounded as if he were bristling.

“Well, he was doing something he shouldn’t have been and put his hands on my deputies personal property.” Yep, Will would kill him if he heard this conversation. “I suggest you ask your agent what he did. Now excuse me. I have work to do.”

Ray hung up, putting his feet up on his desk, he leaned back in his chair. Yep. There was no way Mac would ever tell Riddley that he was fighting over a man. That was Mac’s one weak spot. He loved his job in the FBI and wanted to be promoted. Ray studied Will for a moment. Damn shame Mac loved it more than Will.

~~~

As the week wore on, Will was ready to kill Mac. That damn man knew all his triggers. He was touching, teasing and suggesting constantly. Even handing him a fucking piece of paper turned into a sexual ritual.

In the old days, he would have slammed Mac up against a wall and fucked him so hard, he passed out. Fucker. Oh that didn’t help. He knew what a good fucker Mac was. And today the topic of the day seemed to be rimming. He should have shoved that damn donut down Mac’s throat.

Joe dropped his keys as they went in the house. When he bent to pick them up, Will snapped. Pushing Joe against the wall, he kicked the front door shut. “Assume the position and don’t move until I tell you. Don’t say a word. You understand me then nod.”

Joe put his hands on the wall and nodded. Will reached up pulling the ponytail loose. He ran his fingers through Joe’s thick blond hair. “Nothing here.”

With a yank, he had Joe’s untucked and ran his hands over Joe’s chest brushing hardening nipples. As he traced Joe’s eight-pack, he bit Joe’s shoulder. “You have a weapon hidden somewhere?”

Joe’s only response was closing his eyes as Will pressed against him.

“Ah. We do seem to have a weapon.” Will cupped his dick and balls. He undid the buttons to Joe’s jeans and pushed inside his boxer briefs. “I think we will have to book you for a hidden weapon.”

“Will…”

Pulling Joe’s head back, he said “I said no talking. Save it for your lawyer. You understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, sir.

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