The Wedding (Starting Over Book 3) by Metzger Matthew J

Author:Metzger, Matthew J. [Metzger, Matthew J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: LGBT Romance Fiction
Publisher: Pride Publishing
Published: 2020-02-17T16:00:00+00:00

Me: Staying at Kevin’s tonight. See you tomorrow x

Chapter Thirteen

Christmas Day was—a day.

It arrived out of nowhere, the unyielding winter and competing demands suddenly jarring to a halt on Christmas Eve after a surprise get-out-of-work-free card from the boss and coming home to find that Gabriel had decorated in his absence, up to and including a bauble in a somewhat surprising place as an early present.

So—naturally—Aled punished him the following morning for the inappropriate use of Christmas decorations.

Punishment half-inflicted, Aled found some suitable going-out clothes, shrugged on a jumper and shut the wardrobe door.

“Right, I’m off,” he said. “Be good.”

Gabriel’s only answer was a shaky breath. Aled had been woken up with a hand job, so had taken his revenge by plugging Gabriel with the largest vibrator they owned, trussing him up in ribbons then wrapping the bound body in delicate tissue paper. The duck-egg blue was a sensual counterpoint to the red flush in Gabriel’s shivering skin.

He stooped over the bed and kissed the edge of the gag.

“If you’re still just like that when I get back, you’ll get your Christmas present.”

He locked the bedroom door behind him, then headed downstairs whistling jauntily. There was no chance Gabriel would manage it. He could come on that particular dildo when it was switched off, never mind when it delivered a deep, throbbing pulse every two to six seconds. Just predictable enough to keep him on the edge but changing too often to let him zone out and ignore it.

He’d never last. And that meant another punishment. So Aled reversed off the drive in high spirits and sang along to the radio as he headed over to Pontefract.

It wasn’t just his turn to visit for Christmas—he took turns with his much-loathed Uncle Paul, so they never had to actually see one another—but he had news to deliver as well. Not only had Aled’s parents acted as de facto parents for Suze, but Nana had been her nana too. If anything, Suze sometimes saw Nana more often than Aled, especially if work sent him off travelling. They had kept her out of care between them for a good seven or eight years after the dementia had begun, but, in the end, they hadn’t been able to provide all the care she needed.

Nana might be in the home now, but she’d still want to know all about Suze’s wedding.

Not that Nana was quite gone yet. She had insisted that if she had to go into care, it wasn’t going to be too far from her bingo night, hence Pontefract. She’d refused to come to Wakefield to live nearer to them and had rather tartly told Aled that he had a nice car, so needed to shut up moaning about having the opportunity to use it more. He could drive to visit her at the flat and he could drive to visit her at the home.

Bingo was long since gone—or rather, Nana’s ability to get there was long gone—but she’d settled in to a new routine in the home and was generally happy enough.

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