Atlas.
“Hey, Shane, how’s it all going there?” he asked. I could hear the club sounds very quietly in the background, so he was either in his office or outside.
“It’s going.” I explained how Ziggy was and about the detective. Atlas wasn’t happy with the accusations thrown around about Ledger and said so.
“Listen, Shane. There are some concerns here that Trinity may not have had anything to do with the gifts to Ledger.”
“Yeah, that was always a—”
“No. Listen,” he interrupted. “Another gift arrived here this evening. It was at the gate entry of the parking lot. Riordan’s guys played the tapes, but all they saw was someone dressed head to toe in black place it there and leave. Because Ledger wasn’t here and the club wasn’t open, no one was there to chase him down.”
“Him?”
“Him, they, I don’t know.”
I thought about it for a second. “Are we sure it’s not something Trinity arranged before the accident?”
“No. We haven’t opened it. But Ciro and Riordan have eyes on you guys. You need to know there was no way they were letting you guys out of their sights.”
I hadn’t even thought about protection since hearing about Trinity’s death. But I had to admit, it felt better this way. “Okay. I don’t know if I should tell Ledger about the gift. I don’t want to lie about it, but—”
“Wait until tomorrow. If you tell him now, he’ll risk the drive back, and he needs to rest.”
“You’re right. Hopefully he can sleep, and I’ll tell him in the morning.” The sound of the shower shutting off alerted me that Ledger would be able to hear me. “Okay, well, I’ll call you tomorrow with an update.”
“Stay safe, Shane.” Atlas disconnected the call.
The bathroom door opened, steam poured out, and with it a damp Ledger, a towel wrapped around his waist. I knew there was likely no way he was in the mood, but the sight of him made my mouth water.
“You’re looking at me like I’m dessert,” he said as he came closer to me. The scent wasn’t his own but that of the hotel’s sundries.
“Oh, you’re a four-course meal, Ledger.”
Ledger’s chuckle was full of promise. Maybe he was in the mood after all. I spread my legs and he stepped closer, my face mere inches from his waist.
“I’d hate for you to starve.” His words came out breathy, and I could see his cock begin to rise under the towel.
I wasn’t ruining the moment by asking if he was sure. I pushed away the I’d be taking advantage of him thoughts because maybe he needed this more than anything. I know I’d want to forget it all if I could…if for just a moment.
When I slid my hand over his bare stomach and his skin rippled with pleasure, it spurred me on. I gripped the towel with my teeth and pulled until it gave way and pooled on the floor.
His cock was gorgeous, hard, and all mine. I could hear him breathing, and from the way he clenched his fists, I knew he wanted me to suck him just as much as I wanted to do this for him.
“Yum,” I said, and licked the tip, savoring the tangy salty bead of precome that peeked through.
“Shit, Shane!”
I pressed my mouth against his skin, kissing and licking all around his dick. His moans and hums were an aphrodisiac and when he begged, I happily swallowed him to the root.
“Fuck,” he shouted, and one hand fell on my shoulder and the other on my head.
I loved feeling him come apart. The slow movement as he fucked my throat, the way his fingers threaded through my hair and his nails bit into my scalp made me rock hard.
I unzipped my pants and freed my own cock, jerking myself off with one hand and squeezing his ass with the other.
“Shit, I’m gonna come.”
I hollowed out my cheeks, my silent way of telling him I wanted it all, every drop. And when he shook and came down my throat, my own climax followed.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Ledger
The morning sun was peeking through the hotel blinds, making it look as though strips of light were painted across Shane’s milky white skin. His chest rose and fell, his red hair shimmered in the sunshine, and the longer I stared at his sleeping form, the more he took my breath away.
I found myself wondering if I would be getting through this madness as calmly as I’d been if Shane wasn’t around. Last night as I showered and