The Gentleman and the Lamplighter by Summer Devon

Author:Summer Devon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2015-01-05T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

John cried out with astonishment as he reached orgasm again—so fast, too fast, he wanted this to last for hours. For a moment he forgot everything, even Fullerton’s eager thrusting. But then he happily returned to his task. The cock under his hands and mouth grew even harder and swelled. He felt powerful, watching Fullerton’s helplessness in the moment of crisis. He licked his lips and then he licked Fullerton again.

Fullerton tugged at his hair and he crawled back up so they were face to face again. This time after they reached their satisfaction, John, a crass and awful host, fell asleep almost at once, his arms and legs tangled with Fullerton’s. The only reassurance he had as he slipped into sleep was that he could feel and hear Fullerton’s own breath coming slow and easy—a sign that he too was falling asleep.

He woke to Fullerton slipping out of the bed and sneaking away to his clothes.

Well, of course that would be the way this sort of thing would end. It would be easiest if he pretended to sleep and let the man disappear into the … he glanced at the one window in the room and gave a silent groan. Into the bright full light of a morning. Letting the man vanish would be easiest.

He got up and, after a moment’s hesitation, found some trousers, pulled them on, and buttoned them up. He snagged a shirt from the hook on the door. Practically presentable.

Fullerton was nearly dressed and looked up at John’s arrival with the haunted face he’d seen on those streets at night, wary and weary.

He looked rumpled, as if he’d been running in a gale.

So that would be the opening of this new sort of conversation, the talk between two men who’d touched intimately and who barely knew each other. “I got a brush you might use,” John said. “You don’t want to go out looking like you’ve been assaulted.” He tried a leer at Fullerton, but the gentleman only looked away, as if embarrassed for John.

Alas, alas, that the time in the bed was the only perfect part of this morning. Still, John wasn’t going to be deterred. “I enjoyed what we did. It was lovely and no one was harmed.” He shouldn’t have sounded so belligerent.

But apparently that was the right thing to do, because the look of discomfort almost vanished. Fullerton came near to smiling even. “Yes.” He didn’t say anything else, but it was enough to relieve John. “I’d best go,” he said almost apologetically.

“You’re all right?”

“Yes.”

“Here, wait.” John went back into the bedroom. He pulled down the blue tie he’d gotten from Celia, one of his favorites. “You can wander around the streets in the middle of the night without a tie, but you need one in the day.”

Fullerton took it and squinted at it doubtfully. “I’m not sure I’m very good at doing this. My valet usually manages.”

“I’ll act as your valet—just this once, mind you. I’m not cut out for the service.

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