Inked Music
Can a wealthy but bored businessman rescue a tortured musician from his self-imposed purgatory with a scorching kinky romance?
Gavin Turner used to be a famous musician until an obsessed fan kidnapped and tortured him. Then it came out that he was into the BDSM lifestyle, and the court of public opinion ravaged him. He lost his Master and his self-confidence. Now he hides behind his ink and his bodyguards, who make sure he doesn’t come into contact with anyone or anything he doesn’t want to. Though it’s been years since he satisfied his needs, he doesn’t think he can trust again.
If Rene can work his way past Gavin’s defenses, they might find they complement each other perfectly.
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“Ju-just a minute.” There was no mistaking the sound of those moans. None. Rene might never have heard Gavin make them before, but he knew sexual pleasure when he heard it.
He cleared his throat and pointed back to the hall entrance. “You could probably go back to standing guard over there.” Rene would offer to go help Gavin out, but not with his behemoth standing right there.
“Right. Yeah.” Dev rolled his eyes and backed away. Clearly he also knew exactly what was going on with Gavin and what Rene intended. Rene didn’t really care. His focus was on Gavin.
He knocked gently on the door as soon as Dev was out of earshot. “You need a hand?”
“I…hold on. Dammit… come on.”
“I’m in the same straits as you, and if you don’t let me in until you’re done, you’re going to be relieved while I’m still hard as a rock. Which doesn’t seem fair.”
Gavin wrenched the door open, hard, leaking cock in his hand. “Can’t you tell I’m busy?”
His eyes went wide at the sight. He’d never have expected Gavin to let him see that. Not tonight. He’d been hoping for a little mutual masturbation while he sat in the dressing room and Gavin hid in the bathroom or something, if he’d been let in at all. But as Gavin had opened the door, Rene pushed his way in. “I can see. And I can see how you need my help.”
“I… you have to give me a second.”
“You came to the door with your cock in your hand. I think you wanted me to see. I think you wanted me to help.” He walked into Gavin’s personal space. Well, there was a nice surprise—a ring in the tip of that pretty, leaking cock. How lovely.
“You were talking to me,” Gavin pointed out, still holding on to his cock.
“I’d rather be jacking you off.” Rene took another step forward, and Gavin took one back. Then he took two more, and Gavin had his back against the wall with nowhere to run. Perfect.
“I—” Gavin arched as his back hit the cold wall.
Rene was intoxicated by this side of Gavin, this needy, desperate boy. He waited for a long moment, simply drinking Gavin in as he gave Gavin time to protest if he needed to. Rene wasn’t going to force Gavin into anything. When no protest came, he reached for Gavin’s cock. He wrapped his fingers around the hard flesh.
Gavin cried out immediately and humped into his touch, slamming up through his hand. The heat of Gavin’s cock was incredible against his palm.
He pressed in closer, working Gavin hard. “I’ve got you.” Fuck, Gavin was hard and hot and pure velvet against his skin. The unexpected rub of that little ring every time his fingers slid by it could well become addictive.
“Please. Please, God, I ache.”
“Me too. Your music is amazing.” He rubbed his finger across the tip of Gavin’s cock, loving the way Gavin’s precome made everything slick. The ring was warm and so incredibly smooth.
“I want a kiss.” The words growled out of him because he didn’t want to have to ask. He did, though, because after what Gavin had gone through, he deserved to be asked.
Gavin lifted his face, then cupped the back of his neck with one hand and pulled him in for a hard, hungry kiss. He pushed up more firmly against Gavin and squeezed forcefully as he tongue-fucked Gavin’s hungry mouth. Gavin opened up, one low cry after another pushing into Rene’s lips.
Sean
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