Are you ever gonna shift?” Though Ethan didn’t mean to make the question sound accusing it came out that way. Hard to believe he needed to get back to work, but the young bloke, Dan, must be searching for him.
Nah. Dan would slow down if Ethan didn’t keep him in check, maybe causing more work when the point to his being here was to make the job easier. Funny. He struggled to care. The strange, thick, and horrid flavour in his mouth was the real and urgent reason to move. He could murder a drink.
“I s-sh-should, I s-suppose.”
Well, if Richard didn’t sound drunk…A smile was all Ethan managed, inebriated from s****l satisfaction and general well-being and contentment, as he lay with his head on Richard’s thigh. The man’s spent c**k laid limpid and no less enticing, inches away from his mou
