Stealing Rain by A. J. Llewellyn & D. J. Manly

Author:A. J. Llewellyn & D. J. Manly [Llewellyn, A. J. & Manly, D. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780857153524
Published: 2012-03-09T00:00:00+00:00

Trace could no longer hear anything Tor said. He didn’t even care that he was in the room. He ripped off his shirt without unbuttoning and yanked at the zipper on his pants.

Drew had been sputtering off a string of curses a few minutes before but now he was quiet, those beautiful dark eyes looking at him. Trace left his clothes behind on the floor and moved to the bed. He sat down beside Drew, laid a hand on his calf, swallowed, told himself not to fall apart. Play the part. Don’t show any emotion. He lowered his lips to Drew’s thigh and moved his hand up his other leg.

“Have you lost your mind?” Drew struggled. “Trace.”

Trace raised his head. “Listen,” he said, meeting his gaze, already drunk on his nearness. “You are here. You’re my prisoner to do with what I choose. You want to live, you’ll be a good boy, and do what I want you to. You used to like me to touch you.”

“Yes,” he said, nodding. “But you were a different man then.”

“A coward, apparently, who couldn’t act on what he wanted,” Trace said, moving closer and leaning forward to kiss his lips.

Drew moved his head to avert his kiss.

That hurt. “Fine, if that’s the way you want to play it.” He reached out and grabbed his face between his hands, forcing his mouth on his.

Again, Drew resisted him, trying to pull away. He wasn’t going to make it easy.

Trace’s fingers grazed Drew’s cock. He remembered almost instinctively what used to drive him crazy. He tried not to let his eyes close. He pushed back a moan as he let his tongue trail down over the hard marbled chest to his groin. He inhaled his scent for a moment, pressing his lips against his cock. Oh God yes, yes. Drew. My beautiful Drew. His heart sang. He wanted to cry out with joy. But Tor was there, close, watching his every move. He lifted his head, took Drew’s cock in his hand, stroking it with determination, while Drew seethed at him.

“Come on, Lacour,” Trace told him with a smirk, “get it up for me. I need a nice, stiff cock.”

“You need a good kick in the ass,” came the reply, as he tried to shrink away from him.

Trace laughed falsely. “You’re getting hard. I guess you like it rough. I plan to ride that gorgeous dick of yours.”

Drew gave him an incredulous look. “Who in the hell are you?”

The stroking was doing its job.

Drew lost his bravado suddenly and let his body relax, his cock fully erect. Beautiful. He was absolutely breathtaking, his body now slick with sweat, his face strained with need. Trace straddled him, kissed his chin, his throat, brought his tongue down to lap at his nipples, now forming stiff peaks in response. He laved each nipple with gusto, revelling in the taste of him as he reached down to fondle his cock again. “Drew,” he groaned, trailing his tongue down to his navel, licking his inner thigh, suckling his balls.

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