Chapter 21
Nearly bored to tears, Mitch paced the house. The outing yesterday only whetted his appetite for more. The four walls were closing in, the sounds of silence inside the house grated on his last nerve, and he glared at the door as if bore responsibility for his forced confinement.
He glanced over at Calix stretched out the couch with his feet propped on the arm rest, reading a book. Despite wearing casual jeans and a long sleeved T-shirt, he appeared as sexy as ever. Maybe more so.
Calix turned a page. The way he gripped the paper, the slight, elegant hold for a fleeting second before flipping it over and releasing it. Mitch could imagine such an exquisite touch on his aching c**k, followed by Calix’s lips and tongue. Tormenting him. Teasing him. Bringing him to fulfillment.
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