Paid to Be Shared by Romilly King

Paid to Be Shared by Romilly King

Author:Romilly King [King, Romilly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Drovers Road Books
Published: 2020-07-30T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eighteen - Birch

Birch smiled as he let himself into his small cottage. It was good to be home, but wow, what a day. His whole body ached in that lovely, well-used way like it used to when he was dancing full time.

He dropped his duffle beside the front door and unlaced his trainers before padding into the kitchen. He had salad leaves, and feta cheese in the fridge and the little vegetable garden he kept on his back porch had fresh tomatoes and cucumbers ready to be picked, so he’d make himself a gigantic salad for supper.

He couldn’t believe how well he had resonated with Ivo during their scene. To be honest, he had been getting worried. They hadn’t scened at all really, just some kneeling and no sexual touching, and that had made him feel on edge. But then, to go into a scene like that, it had been perfect and just what he needed.

The panties had been such a hot item to incorporate and the way Ivo had moved Birch’s body with such confidence. Fuck, he must have such a deep understanding of physiology; he had even managed to incorporate the right preparatory stretches before he had Birch do the vertical split.

Birch was in awe.

He couldn’t wipe the smile off his face as he washed the tomatoes and constructed his favorite salad with plenty of extra seeds and nuts and his own special ranch dressing that he kept in a jar in the fridge.

He settled down on the sofa with his salad. He could still feel the buzz in his muscles from the stretch, and that orgasm, it had zinged up his spine, and along with the head rush from sucking cock upside down, it had sent him rocketing into subspace.

His phoned bleeped with a notification, and he glanced at it, Cashel checking in. He ignored it for a moment and thought again about Ivo. He seemed to see Birch’s body the way Birch did, the way a dancer or a surgeon inevitably came to view the body, as a collection of parts that should do what was required. It was fascinating the way their thought processes meshed.

Birch finished his salad and took the time to check in with Cash via messenger. He reported that all was well and that he had enjoyed a successful scene with Ivo – Cash responded with a vintage thumbs up emoji, the dork.

Before bed, Birch took the time to spend a few minutes in his dance studio. When he had started making decent money as a Venditor and could afford the house, he had had a studio installed in the garden, and now he went there to stretch, so he wasn’t in agony in the morning.

The evening was cool as was usual for the mountains, but Birch left the screen doors to the studio open and put the music on low. He stripped to his shorts and began to move across the floor. He ran through his routine stretches and then a few quick positions.



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