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Excerpt:
Placing the folder on one of the
visitor’s chairs, Brent walked around the desk to stand behind
Rory and give him a neck-and-shoulder massage. As his hands
settled on Rory’s shoulders, Rory jumped a little, then realized
what Brent was doing and relaxed. Brent took it as a sign to go
on. He and Rory had occasionally given each other such massages
over the years from the moment they discovered that these
much-needed rubs were the best way to prevent tension headaches.
His hands glided familiarly over
Rory’s shoulders as he kneaded out the cricks and taut muscles.
Once again he noticed how Rory’s hair curled at his nape, how
thick his shoulder muscles were and how his light blue shirt
fitted him perfectly. He’d been noticing small things like these
ever since he’d hit upon the idea of Rory joining his and
Lindsey’s bed.
But then, of course he had to pay
attention to the small details. He wanted to make sure Lindsey
was pleased with his choice of the third. Just as the curling
heat that was snaking its way through his spine was the result
of imagining Lindsey in bed with him and his best friend. He
wasn’t lying when he had told Lindsey that he was looking
forward to watching another man fuck her. He firmly believed
that spice was needed in a marriage to keep it fresh and
interesting.
But why was he experiencing this
subtle tension whenever he came into contact with Rory? His brow
knitted as he pounded Rory’s shoulders.
Rory spoke, breaking into his
thoughts. “Yes, Mr. Chapman, don’t worry, I have it covered.”
His voice rumbled up Brent’s fingertips and vibrated in him.
Incredibly, his cock stirred and
began to grow hard. Brent snatched his hands away and looked
down as though he’d seen a snake. Damn, what was the matter with
him? To cover the slight tenting of his trousers, he made his
way back to his seat and covered his developing pole with the
folder.
Rory dropped the receiver into its
cradle. “Damn customer, if he doesn’t trust us lawyers to do the
job, he shouldn’t have engaged us.”
Still confused and grappling with
his surprising physical reaction, Brent was glad he was able to
manage a weak chuckle. He grabbed the first thing that came to
mind. “You look tired.”
“I’ll say.” Rory sighed. “I…uh,
couldn’t sleep again last night.”
“The same dream?"
“Yes—no—I don’t know.” Rory sighed
again. “The last thing I remember when I woke up was some
woman’s mouth around my cock. I woke to find myself with a
hard-on and I couldn’t stop jerking off after that.” Tossing
Brent an uncertain look, he continued, “Er, was that too much
information?”
“We’ve always been able to tell
each other things,” Brent choked out, although he couldn’t take
his mind off the image of Rory’s hand wrapped around his cock as
he pumped himself. He caught his breath at the painful ache in
his cock as he stiffened and grew. What the hell—
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