Devotion by Alcamia Payne

Author:Alcamia Payne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Astor was still pumping. He had formidable stamina and his great buttocks and fit body could keep pistoning away for hours. Tristan was now biting the pillow in his lust as wave upon wave of sheer pleasure bubbled over him and Astor kept rubbing his nipples. When he finished, Astor got up and went into the bathroom to wash. Tristan felt emotion well up. He wanted to tell Astor how he felt but it would be impossible. Rolling onto his back, he gazed at the ceiling.

‘Tomorrow I have to be away on important business, but Monique will be here and she will start your training. You know I have issues in my life at the moment, several loose ends I have to get tied up.’ Astor had wandered back naked into the room. Rolling onto the bed, he turned to Tristan, kissing him on the lips. ‘Come downstairs with me and let me show you the gallery. I’m restless tonight and there’s no better time for a guided tour than when the staff are asleep. Come on, I’ll show you what’s behind some of the locked doors.’

Downstairs, the light from the period Tiffany lamps glistened. Astor took a key from his belt and unlocked the door which led down to the cellar. They descended the dark staircase. At the bottom were two doors, and Astor set about unlocking one and flicking on the light switch. The room was bathed in a dim glow, illuminating a huge gallery hung with oil paintings. Tristan found he was holding his breath, unable to take in the grandeur of the scene. The art collection must have been worth tens of millions.

‘Don’t look so surprised, Tristan, the cellar is the perfect place to keep the paintings as it’s the right temperature. My family were ardent collectors, of course, and this is only a small selection. There are more back in Russia.’

Tristan strolled over to the wall. The paintings were exquisite and breathtaking in more ways than just their value. All of them were erotic in one way or another; showing naked bodies, some of them fornicating, others in decadent poses draped over furniture, some even undergoing acts of sexual torture.

‘They’re amazing, aren’t they?’ Astor’s breath was warm on his cheek. ‘Art’s so erotic. Do you recognise some of them?’ He slid his arms around Tristan’s waist and stroked his nipples. ‘Some of them are paintings by the very greatest artists. It’s human nature to dabble sometimes, and often they preferred to keep their private and more daring artistic dalliances secret. It still happens these days; a man can be a society photographer and take pictures of women in the height of fashion, but in his leisure time he’s often tempted to explore erotica. Most of these would never come on to the open market for a variety of reasons: their subject matter; the fact they were private commissions.’ He was pinching and rubbing Tristan’s nipples more aggressively now. ‘Actually, I find them stimulating.’

‘They’re amazing.’

Astor crooked his finger.

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