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.A mistake he feared voicing else he’d lose Wes.But how did he build a relationship with the secret hanging over his head?And what of Dominic Scotto?A part of Jayce knew Wes couldn’t still care for Dominic and sleep with him, but Jayce had to tell Wes what he knew about the criminal practices involving the Scottos.He sat up, the blanket tangled around his waist and legs.“Wes?” Swinging a foot over the edge of the bed, he got to his feet, the sheet wrapped around his lower half, and walked out the bedroom.“Wes, where are you?”Silence filled the house so he reentered the bedroom, flinging away the sheet and grabbing his jeans where they lay at the foot of the bed.He pulled them on as the phone on the night table beeped.“Jayce?” Wes’ voice echoed in the room and through the house.“I’m downstairs in the basement.Come find me.”Confined in his jeans, Jayce’s cock throbbed at the sound of Wes’ voice.Damn.His ass clenched and he inhaled sharply.The effect Wes had on him was crazy.His stomach rumbled.He needed food.Taking two strides to the night table, he rummaged inside the drawer until he found what he sought.Food had to wait.His body called strongly for something much more potent and satisfying.****The sound of computer keys clacking reached Jayce’s ears before he cleared the last stair.At the bottom he stood, condoms and lube in hand, and observed his man in his natural habitat.Hunched over a wide computer screen, Wes sat in the black office chair dressed in striped pajama bottoms and a black t-shirt.About a dozen other computers surrounded him in the wide office-styled area, some screens blinking on and off, others were shut-down completely.As Jayce watched, the black rimmed glasses slid down Wes’ nose and a lock of his dark blond hair fell over his forehead and into his eyes.Without taking his eyes off the screen in front of him, Wes pushed up the glasses and brushed the hair away with his left hand.His right hand flew unhindered over the keyboard.A smile curved Jayce’s lips.Wes was an amazing tech whiz, capable of hacking into many top secret agencies.He was supposedly reformed from his shady past with the death of his blackmailer, Angus Brennan, so why did it look like he’d never stopped?“Hey.” He approached Wes slowly, hands behind his back.Wes’ gaze flicked to him and back to his screen in a nanosecond.“Hi.How did you sleep?”“Great…until I turned over and you weren’t beside me,” Jayce grumbled.“I know.I’m sorry, but I have to do this thing for a friend and he’s really counting on me.” Pushing away from the desk, Wes swung the chair around to the computer to his left and began tapping away at the keys there.“I’m almost finished and then I’m all yours.”“What’s this favor? Is it legal?” Jayce stood behind Wes’ chair, peering at the screen over his shoulder.He couldn’t make heads or tails of the numbered mumbo jumbo on there.“And who is this friend?”Wes flipped his hair out of his eyes again.“Uh, his name’s Cruz.He’s down in the Bahamas.”Jayce brought his lips to Wes’ ear.“Uh-huh, but is the favor illegal? You haven’t answered me yet.”Wes shivered, and his fingers slowed on the keyboard.“I-Um…”Jayce flicked his tongue over the shell of his ear, then nipped his lobe.“You what?”A shaky sigh left Wes’ lips and he leaned into Jayce’s touch.“It’s not wholly legal.”Jayce nibbled down his neck.Wes abandoned the computer, his nimble fingers now white knuckled as he gripped the edge of his desk.Jayce dropped the tube of lube and the pack of Magnums in Wes’ lap.“Time for a break.I want your cock inside me.”“Shit.” Wes spun around in his chair, facing him with color high on his cheekbones.“Yeah.”Unbuttoning his jeans with one hand, Jayce shoved them down his hips as he leaned over and took Wes’ mouth.They tongued each other down in hurried strokes, swallowing each other’s moans and groans.Wes fumbled with a condom, easing up off the chair to tug down his pajama bottoms and cover his cock with the rubber.Flicking his tongue over the roof of his mouth, Jayce took the lube from Wes’ fingers and squeezed a large dollop in his palm [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]