“And anyway,” Justin continued, keeping his voice low, taking Brian by the arm and dragging him away from the double doors, “it’s your fault because if you hadn’t kept looking at me when I got out of the shower, I wouldn’t have jumped you.”īrian levelled a piercing gaze at him. “I might have to sell to one of those ‘bourgeois society matrons’.” “Do we care what some bourgeois society matron thinks of us?” “Why?” Brian asked, completely ignoring Justin’s directive and speaking in a normal tone of voice. Justin pressed his lips together and managed a feeble smile until she passed. Please explain… how is this my fault?”Ī passing dowager did a double take, peering at them over her half-glasses in shock.
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“You tackled me, ripped off my pants - destroying the zipper of a perfectly good pair of Armani slacks, I might add - straddled me, and then proceeded to ride my cock like you were a jockey at the Derby and the laurel crown was in sight. “I believe it was you who pushed me down on the bed when I was trying to get dressed, not the other way around.”īrian raised a brow. The waiters circled with an ever diminishing quantity of champagne flutes, and the little stage where the hired band had played was empty of musicians, not a piccolo or a harpsichord to be seen. While a considerable group of people still ambled among the various displays of art and sculpture, the earlier guests had already laid waste to most of the hors d’oeuvres laid out on the linen-covered tables. Justin hesitated just inside the doorway.
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They found themselves pushing open the glass doors at almost nine o‘clock. The doors opened at six o’clock, so they had planned to get to the gallery by seven. Disclaimer: They belong to Cowlip, not me