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)
Will looked at his watch.
“Right,” he said. “I have to go.”
Strictly speaking, it wasn’t true. He was allowed to have one day off every week, so Will had the day to himself while one of Zain’s bodyguards substituted for him. But the thought of spending more time in Scott’s well-meaning but exhausting company didn’t appeal. Gadiel’s apartment would be quiet. Gadiel was likely home, but his presence didn’t grate on Will’s nerves the way Scott’s did. And Will had to admit that after a week of watching the boy 24/7, not seeing him for hours was... a bit strange.
In any case, nothing stopped him from returning to the penthouse earlier than he had to. He didn’t need to be officially guarding Gadiel to return to his room.
He just wanted some peace and quiet.
Nothing more.
Chapter 8
Having the apartment to himself for the first time in a week felt so great.
Since waking up, Gadiel had taken pleasure in walking around half-naked, just because he could. He fondled his half-hard cock all over the apartment, just because he could. Will wasn’t there. He could touch his cock whenever and wherever he wanted again. Even in the guest room. It didn’t matter that it was Will’s room for now—it was Gadiel’s guest room. So he could lie down in the bed there and touch himself. So he did, with great pleasure, deeply inhaling the faint masculine scent on the pillow. He was in a great mood. For once, everything was going right. Scott had invited him on a date. Even his infuriatingly perfect bodyguard was now no obstacle. Will’s loyalty was now his. The thought made Gadiel giddy, and he gripped his erection harder. Gadiel hadn’t expected how much he would actually start liking his unflappable bodyguard once he’d stopped antagonizing him. He had been stupid to think that he could scare Will off—he clearly was made of sterner stuff than that. Will was tough, unyielding… so firm…
Gadiel gasped, stroking himself faster. He must have forgotten how good jerking off outside his bedroom felt. Everything felt so much sharper, better… Gadiel fondled his tits, tweaking his nipples, while his right hand worked between his legs furiously, tugging on his aching cock. God, he wished the hands touching him belonged to someone else, not him. How long had it been since a big, firm hand touched his skin and pleasured him? Since he felt a man’s wide shoulders between his legs? Since he felt another man’s cock inside him?
Moaning, Gadiel turned his head to bury his face in the pillow, stroking himself faster. He was so close…so close… He tried to imagine Scott’s face to give himself a push, but he couldn’t seem able to conjure it in his mind. Only his gray-blue eyes and dark hair. But that seemed to be enough. Light eyes, dark hair, strong hands… His balls tightened, his orgasm so close he could nearly taste it—
The door opened, but Gadiel couldn’t stop—he was too close. He could only stare at Will dazedly as his orgasm ripped out of him. He whimpered, coming into his hand.
Silence.
Will cleared his throat, averting his gaze. There was some color on his cheekbones. “Have you forgotten that this is my room?”
Blushing, Gadiel fixed his clothes, wiping his hand on his pants. “You’re back already!” he said, stating the obvious. He searched for something to say, something that would distract Will from the fact that Gadiel had been jerking off in his bed. Nothing. His mind was blank. He didn’t even remember why he’d thought it was okay to jerk off here. “Fuck, this is awkward.”
Will snorted softly. “You don’t say.” Was that amusement in his eyes? “Are you planning to get out of my bed anytime soon?”
Flushing, Gadiel rolled off the bed. “I was just—I was waiting for you to come back. So I could talk to you.”
“Right,” Will said. “And naturally, you had to kill time.”
Gadiel laughed a little. “Exactly! Don’t you make fun of me. Everyone does that!”
“Usually people do it in their own rooms, in their own beds,” Will said, very dryly. “But be my guest. It’s your apartment. By the way, why is the bodyguard outside the apartment?”
Gadiel scrunched up his nose. “That’s where the bodyguards always are. You’re the exception.” It was annoying enough that the substitute bodyguard came to check on him from time to time, as if Gadiel would somehow disappear despite the bodyguard being stationed right outside the private elevator Gadiel would have to use in order to leave—unless he felt like taking the stairs from the penthouse, which… yeah, not likely; he wasn’t a masochist.
“He’s supposed to be guarding you.”
“He is guarding me,” Gadiel said, stretching languidly. “He can do it outside the apartment. I don’t like having unfamiliar people around. I don’t mind you anymore, but others… I can never relax around strangers, you know?”