“Take out your cock, sub.”

Liam hesitated and Gabriel waited, conscious that this could all go to hell in a matter of moments. Slowly, Liam undid his jeans, and Gabriel’s eyes flared at the sight of the long, thick cock that Liam pulled from its confinement. Liam’s cock was beyond hard, a drop of pearly fluid glistening on the plum-sized head.

Gabriel had a strong sense of déjà vu. He was reminded inexplicably of the drop of water on Lady Jessamy’s nipple, and he smiled a feral smile as he decided on exactly what to do to his new sub. “Stroke yourself. Your Dom wants to watch you come.”

A fine shudder ran through Liam at Gabriel’s words, and he fisted his cock, stroking up and down in slow passes. “Might I rest my head on your shoulder, Your Grace?”

The words were honeyed, and Gabriel was powerless to resist such a sweet display of trust. “Yes, sub.”

Liam sighed, and his golden head came back to rest against Gabriel’s shoulder. Gabriel still watched over the other shoulder as Liam’s hand stroked and squeezed his glorious dick.

“Let me give you something to think about while you squeeze that cock.” Gabriel leaned close, breathing the dirty words directly into Liam’s ear. “Let me tell you what our sweet little Lady Jessamy was doing this afternoon at the pond. And let me tell you what I was doing as I watched.”

Liam’s eyes flew open as Gabriel’s words registered, and he groaned long and low as Gabriel began to describe the filthy things his angel had done to herself, and how Gabriel had beat off to the show she’d put on. Liam’s stroking sped up, his hand pumping along his shaft as he envisioned how she had looked, how Gabriel had looked.

* * * *

So close to release as Gabriel described the final throes of passion, Liam felt the first warning tingles at the base of his spine at the same time as he felt a hand, Gabriel’s hand, reach around and give his balls a firm squeeze, rolling them up and together as his own hand worked furiously up and down the stalk.

Liam stiffened as he came, grunting as the cum spewed out of his cock. Gabriel gave his balls one last soft stroke before his hand retracted, and Liam took a moment before lifting his head off of Gabriel’s shoulder.

Gabriel stood up and walked to stand before Liam, the look in his eyes languorous and full of lust as he helped Liam to his feet. “That was beautiful, sub.”

Liam flushed and lowered his eyes. No one had ever done anything, said anything like that to him before, and in that instant he knew he was a goner. “Thank you, Your Grace.” He peeked up at Gabriel through his lashes. “Is there anything Your Grace would like?”

Gabriel chuckled at the hopeful tone. “Not now, Liam. At the moment we need to go inside to eat your delicious supper, and we need to concoct a plan to bring a certain minx to her knees.”

Liam’s lips curved upward. “Now that,” he almost purred, “sounds like an excellent idea.”

Chapter 7

Jessie smoothed the skirt of her gown for what seemed like the zillionth time, checking her reflection in the mirror. She turned this way and that, loving the way the smooth silk felt against her skin. She opened her clutch and made sure she’d put her lipstick inside, along with her cell and a condom. She made a face at the mirror. She thought she might be a little too optimistic, but one never knew what one was getting into when attending these parties. She snapped the clutch shut, reaching for her wrap and clicking her way out of the room on her Jimmy Choos. She was smug about the shoes. When you were as short as she was, you could get away with a really killer pair of heels.

As an afterthought, she grabbed the invitation to tonight’s affair from the table by her bedroom door, not sure if she’d need to bring it with her for any reason.

Jessie was dressed up to attend a party being held at a neighboring estate, hosted by a minor nobleman and his wife. They tended to have fun get-togethers, and Jessie was particularly interested in attending this evening’s event since they were kicking off the party with an auction. She wasn’t sure what sorts of items would be for sale, but no doubt it would be amusing to watch who bought what and for how much.

Tucking the invitation into her clutch, Jessie made her way down the staircase to the door, shaking out her wrap so she could toss it around her shoulders. Before she could do so, however, she felt a warm hand on her arm.

“You look beautiful, Jessie.” Liam’s voice was as warm as his touch, and he eyed her from head to toe with frank appreciation.

“Thank you, Liam.” Jessie wasn’t quite used to the change in his address.