Hello My Angel - Sue Brown Page 0,39

wanted to fuck him, and Josh really wanted to be fucked by his Charlie. He gave the head a last suck and slithered back up to kiss Cal, sharing his taste with a lingering kiss.

“If I don’t get inside in the next two minutes this is going to be the quickest fuck in history,” Cal admitted into the darkness.

Josh snickered and fumbled for the sachet of lube to hand to Cal. “You need to get me ready.” He rolled over onto his back, spreading his legs wide. “I’m all yours.”

Cal bit on one of his nipples. “You think I don’t know that?”

Josh’s glare was completely wasted in the dark. He sucked in a breath at the sudden feel of cool slick around his hole. Too long without this.

He grabbed onto Cal’s bicep. “Need you, Charlie.”

Cal rubbed a gentle circle around his hole. “I need you too, sweetheart.”

Josh sucked in a breath as Cal pushed the tip of one finger inside.

“Angel?” Cal sounded concerned.

He shook his head, speaking not an option. He was no blushing virgin. It didn’t burn. It was just the enormity of having Cal inside him again.

Cal leaned over to kiss him. “I’m sorry it’s been so long.”

Josh pulled his head down and kissed him again. “There’s nothing to apologize for.” He smiled and Cal slid in another finger. “Fuck!” The smile turned into a groan as Cal brushed his prostate. “It feels so good.”

Good turned into needing more. He pulled Cal on top of him, impatient for more than fingers. Cal chuckled, wiping his hand, then settling his weight over Josh. He kissed Josh again, seemingly not as anxious now to cut to the chase. Josh groaned into Cal’s mouth, but he wrapped his arms and legs around him to hold him close. Cal pulled back to look down at Josh. Moonlight illuminated his features and the breath caught in Josh’s throat at the love Cal displayed. He was Cal’s world.

Then Cal moved, the moment was gone, and there was that imperfect perfection of fitting two male bodies together. Nothing was like the feel of Cal sliding home to become one with him.

“Don’t you dare ever leave me again.” Josh’s voice sounded dry and scratchy in the darkness.

“I won’t,” Cal promised, not hesitating for a second. “I’m not going back out in the field for the agency.”

Josh heard the sincerity in Cal’s voice, but he had to be sure. “I’m not Dan. I don’t think I could take it again.”

“Josh, I’m staying home with you. We stay together now, you and me, Angel Enterprises.”

“You sneak off like that again and I’ll get Mr. Truffles to neuter you.”

Cal gave a strangled huff and a laugh. “What do I have to do to convince you I’m not going anywhere?”

Josh couldn’t say the words tripping on his tongue. It was going to take a while for him to trust Cal again. He pulled down for another kiss, groaning as the change in position brushed his prostate.

“Fuck me,” he said to Cal.

“I’ll make love to you,” Cal whispered.

And he did.

Chapter 11

Josh fumbled to find his phone. “Wah?”

He’d been in a deep and dreamless sleep and the sound of the phone shocked him awake. He clumsily put the phone to his ear.

“Yeah?”

“Josh? It’s Stephen.”

Josh sat up, trying to get his brain in gear. Cal was still asleep—lucky bastard—lying on his stomach, his face buried in the crook of his elbow.

“Stephen? Are you all right? What’s happened?”

“Mullins is dead.”

“What?”

Now he really was awake. Not again.

He poked Cal who rolled over onto his back and blinked at him sleepily. “What’s wrong? Who’s calling? Have they found Weatherly?”

Josh placed a finger over Cal’s lips to halt the questions. “Mullins is dead. No news on Weatherly. Stephen, I’ve put you on speaker so Cal can hear.”

Cal sat up and knuckled his eyes. “Stephen?”

“I just received a call from the Thames police. Edwin Mullins was just pulled out of the river.”

Josh frowned. “He drowned? Was it suicide?”

“No, he was shot in the head.”

“Executed,” Cal said, his tone resigned.

“Yeah.”

“How long do they think he’s been dead?” Josh asked.

“Mullins left work at just after nine last night.”

“What’s the time now?”

“4:35.”

Jeez, four a.m.? No wonder Josh felt like crap. He’d only gotten to sleep an hour ago.

Cal yawned before he said, “Did you know he was missing?”

“No. He got caught on a buoy and didn’t sink. A homeless person spotted him.”

Poor bastard who got to see that sight.

“There’s something else you need to know.”

Josh and Cal exchanged a glance. Stephen