Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
“No,” Will said, more softly, but his tone was still final. He dropped a kiss on top of Gadiel’s head. “Go to your room, love. I’ll clean up here.”
Love.
Such a pretty lie.
And yet, it still fed the starved thing in him. It gobbled it up, placated for now. Placated, never sated.
Gadiel nodded mutely and, once Will loosened his grip, headed to his room.
He changed into his sluttiest outfit, applied eyeliner and mascara to make his eyes pop, and added a touch of color to his lips.
He stared at himself in the mirror, feeling numb.
Love.
He’d never looked better. He shouldn’t have any trouble finding someone to fuck him.
The thought didn’t make him feel even a flicker of arousal. All he could feel was grim resolve. And a misplaced sense of grief for something he’d never really had.
Turning away from the mirror, Gadiel put a small bottle of lube and a few condoms into his pocket. He exhaled shakily, trying to summon some excitement at the prospect of going out, flirting with men, and getting laid, but there was none. He didn’t really want to go out. He didn’t want anyone but Will to touch him. He wanted—
It didn’t matter what he wanted. It never mattered what he wanted.
Gadiel opened his door carefully.
His heart dropped when he saw the empty living room. Part of him had expected Will to be there. Had expected—hoped?—that Will would stop him.
But clearly Will didn’t know him as well as Gadiel thought.
Or he didn’t care that much.
Ignoring the stab of pain, Gadiel headed out.
Chapter 22
Will told himself he was just doing his job.
He was Gadiel’s bodyguard. It was his job to keep Gadiel safe, whether Gadiel wanted him or not. He really couldn’t lock Gadiel up and forbid him from living his life. But he could still be there for him.
Following Gadiel’s cab hadn’t been difficult.
Following him into this seedy club was much harder when all Will wanted was to throw him over his shoulder and carry him back home. He had hoped that Gadiel wouldn’t be let in, but the bouncer took one look at his pretty smile and didn’t even ask for his ID. Gadiel didn’t belong in this place. It hadn’t taken Will long to realize what this establishment basically was: a place for anonymous hookups. There were dozens of half-naked men grinding on the dance floor, but Gadiel had ignored them and headed to the side of the club that had booths.
Booths with gloryholes.
Will twitched when he saw Gadiel enter an unoccupied booth.
He leaned back against the wall, his heart beating so fast he felt like he was about to have a heart attack. The mere idea of Gadiel getting to his knees and taking some stranger’s cock into his mouth was… It was fucking sickening. It—it simply wasn’t safe. A place like this was a pit of STDs. Gadiel deserved better.
The booth adjoining Gadiel’s was still unoccupied if the green light was any indication. Maybe no one would come.
But of course, he wasn’t that lucky.
There was the sound of footsteps. A man was heading toward the booth. He was quite handsome. He looked healthy and well-groomed. He didn’t look like a walking STD. Maybe it would be okay. Maybe he could allow this.
The man started unbuckling his belt, and Will didn’t think anymore. He entered the booth before the other man could.
The door locked behind him, the green light overhead turning red.
Breathing unsteadily, Will stared at the partition separating the two booths. At the hole in the middle.
An elegant finger appeared in it and made a come here gesture.
Will swallowed.
He couldn’t.
But if he didn’t, Gadiel would just go looking for a fuck elsewhere. It would be unsafe.
It was his job to keep Gadiel safe. The boy was his to keep safe. Even if he had to do it with his cock.
Will unzipped his pants.
As he fed his stiff cock into the hole, he had a brief moment of clarity. Was this really him, using a gloryhole in some seedy club to fuck the mouth of his own client while said client had no idea it was him? It was so unlike him Will would have laughed had someone told him that a few months ago.
He didn’t feel like laughing now.
There was a silence from Gadiel’s booth that seemed unusually long before, finally, a wet, silky tongue touched the head of Will’s cock.
Will bit the inside of his cheek, torn between pleasure, shame, and angry incredulity. There was also a part of him—the part he was trying to ignore—that felt ridiculously betrayed for reasons he chose not to examine too closely. Didn’t this kid know the concept of safe sex? How could he suck a stranger’s cock bare? It was beyond irresponsible and unsafe.
Gritting his teeth, Will closed his eyes and tried to distance himself from the situation. It was just an anonymous blowjob from a stranger. The wet, hungry mouth sucking his cock didn’t belong to Gadiel.