Mr. Wolfe by Llewellyn A. J

Author:Llewellyn, A. J. [Llewellyn, A. J.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Gay & Lesbian
ISBN: 9781611244298
Published: 2013-05-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Ambrosio lost count of how many times Wolfie made him come just by licking his ass and cock. Wolfie had fire in his eyes as they showered and readied for work.

"There's something else I want you to wear," he told Ambrosio after selecting a pair of tight, black leather pants for him.

He opened his messenger bag and produced a black velvet box.

Ambrosio knew something naughty and delightful awaited him. "When did you have time to find this?"

"I made time. Open it." Wolfie looked so happy at his secret accomplishment that Ambrosio ran his fingers along the soft velvet before opening the box.

He stared inside at the two pieces of jewelry and almost fainted. Tiny, twisted silver rings surrounded by a star pattern worked in twenty-four carat gold.

Nipple shields.

Man, I've been coveting these for months.

"Wolfie," he said, finding it hard to shield his emotions, "You shouldn't have."

"But of course I should have. Your pleasure is mine."

Ambrosio touched the beautiful shields. Wolfie had brought such beauty into his life, such light.

"You're all the stars and rainbows. You're more than I ever dared hope I would have," Wolfie said, his voice filled with emotion.

"Oh, my God, I feel the same way about you. You're all that matters. You're all I care about."

Wolfie's mouth smothered his in a burning kiss that touched his very soul. Too soon, it was always too soon, Wolfie took his mouth from his and bent his face to Ambrosio's chest. He sucked each nipple until the nubs protruded and were very tender to Wolfie's tongue-touch.

When Wolfie slipped the shield over each nipple, Ambrosio knew he would be in for a long day of extended sexual desire. Endless chafing against his T-shirt. He would undoubtedly have to wait until they were alone again for his internal flames to be extinguished.

So be it.

He'd find a way to drive his husband out of his mind the minute they came home.

Heh-heh-heh.

* * * *

They drove quickly to LAX, their wedding rings safe in Ambrosio's back pocket. As mutually obsessed as they were, they never fooled around once in work mode. It was the safest thing to do in case they ever slipped up in front of the crew. They had already called the other three and asked them to come an hour later.

Wolfie called Virginia, who told him that a security guard had prevented the break-in at the Sotheby's warehouse.

He put her on speakerphone so Ambrosio could hear her.

"Zara wants everything installed at a warehouse in Hollywood. It's an old carpet factory with a huge showroom on the ground floor and a hip music studio next door. She got the building cheap and it's in a hot part of town."

"What part?" he asked her.

"Hollywood and Cherokee."

"Yeah. That's hot all right. If you're a homeless person."

Ambrosio had to stop himself from laughing as Wolfie went on. "We can't store everything in an empty carpet factory. There might be mold. And dust mites. The place needs to be cleaned and properly prepared before we store any valuable, fragile fabrics in there.

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