Title: Wren
and Deverel
Genre: MM
romance (friends to lovers), erotic MM romance, detective story, mystery,
suspense
Words:
42,881
Blurb:
Lucian Wren
and Beau Deverel have always been friends. They think they know everything
about each other, but they both hide a secret desire. They’re devoted to each
other, but they’ve never revealed the depth of their feelings.
When Lucian
starts a private investigation service, and Beau joins him in the fledgling
agency, little do they know what a delicious, close encounter on their first
case will lead to.
This case is
bizarre. Is there a hidden reason the client has chosen their newly formed
agency for such an important job?
As Beau and
Lucian dive headlong into the mystery, their relationship deepens, and their
friendship changes forever.
Erotic,
romantic—a friends to lovers gay mystery, romance.
Read a teaser
Lucian closed his eyes as a mixture of anxiety and lust threatened to
overwhelm him. With Beau crushed against him, he pressed his back against the
wall of the small closet trying to put a space between their bodies. To his
horror, his cock stirred and an erection started. He tried to will it away, but
as Beau raised a hand, pushed it over his shoulder, and leaned on the wall,
enclosing him in intimacy, Lucian lost the battle. His cock strained against
his pants and his heart hammered.
Beau’s face was so close now, and his voice a murmur.
“Lucian, I have this nagging urge to kiss you. Is that awful? I don’t
know what I’m thinking of. Sorry.”
Lucian’s stomach clenched as desire burned through his balls. “Do you? Do
it. Kiss me.”
Beau gently nudged Lucian’s nose with his own and slowly merged his lips
on Lucian’s.
The soft lingering kiss just about drove Lucian crazy. He slipped his
hand around Beau’s waist and rammed his hips against Beau’s hard body.
Little sounds escaped from his lips as Beau broke the kiss to breathe
and then kissed him again.
Beau shifted his hand from the wall above Lucian’s shoulder to hold
Lucian’s head. He drew away from the kiss. “This is so hot. I didn’t know. I
never dreamed we could do this—well, I dreamed about doing it, but never
expected we would.”
Lucian sighed with pleasure as Beau’s fingers tunneled in his hair. He
could feel Beau’s erection through the fabric of their clothes and slowly
pushed his aching cock onto Beau’s hard column. “Thank heaven for this closet
because I’ve wanted you for so long and I
had no idea we could be together like this. I can feel your hard cock through
your pants and mine. Hell, I wish there was more space in here so that I could
curl my fist around it. Talk to me. Tell me how you’re feeling. I’m burning up
from that kiss.”
Beau gasped and crushed Lucian’s lips with his own in a hungry kiss.
Lucian took the kiss and drifted his hands down from Beau’s waist to his
ass. He grabbed Beau’s hard muscles and thrust his cock against Beau’s. There
wasn’t much room for movement but that was perfect right then because the
friction helped ease the ache in his cock as pre cum leaked onto his boxers.
The kiss took his breath away. He groaned trying to keep his voice low.
“Fucking hell, Beau, I can hardly believe we’re doing this. It’s so
amazing to discover you want me ... like this.”
Beau whispered. “Yes, I want you. I’ve always wanted you. I thought you
were straight. I’ve dreamed about touching you, kissing you, sucking the cum
from you ... longed for your naked body pressed against mine ... Lucian, I ...
I ... you mean everything to me. I’ve never wanted anyone else. I’ve never really been with anyone, just jerked off
thinking about you.” He laughed softly. “Sorry.”
Lucian’s entire body reacted to Beau’s words. He thought he’d fall down
if he didn’t come. He kept up the slow thrusts against Beau’s body trying to
relieve the tension in his balls and cock. “Don’t be sorry. I’ve done the same.
I jerk off thinking about you. The times I’ve seen you without a shirt have
just about melted my insides. Right now, I’m so turned on I can’t think
straight. My cock’s leaking.”
Beau kissed him so hard Lucian’s cock pulsed and a moan escaped him.
“Shush. I’m going to open your pants and try to help that situation.”
Beau smiled against Lucian’s lips.
“Hell, Beau, I can’t believe this is happening. We’re in a broom closet.
There’s no space. We’re crammed together.”
“I know. It’s so fucking sexy
to be rammed up against you.”
Lucian’s thighs weakened and his ass clenched. He clung to Beau’s waist
as Beau pushed a hand down between their bodies and fumbled the zipper of his
pants down. Then Beau pushed his hand into Lucian’s boxers and grabbed his
cock.
Lucian gasped and slammed his cock up into Beau’s palm. “I can’t believe
you’ve always wanted me. It’s so ... so
great.”
Beau whispered, his breath teasing Lucian’s mouth. “Believe it. If you
can come, I want that ... I can’t do much more than hold you, and fucking hell,
it’s hot touching you. Ram into my fist. Do that pushing movement you did with
your hips when we kissed.” He kissed Lucian’s open mouth.
Lucian’s stomach muscles tightened so much, his balls lifted. The touch
of Beau’s hand on his cock brought exquisite pleasure. He thrust his hips so
that his cock went up into Beau’s curled fingers. The sheer bliss of Beau’s
mouth on his and Beau’s hand on his cock rocketed pleasure through him.
Lucian’s orgasm rolled over him, from his balls up through his cock in long
delicious waves. He grabbed Beau’s ass and moaned onto Beau’s mouth amazed he’d
come so fast.
“Shush...” Beau caught the sound in a kiss.
Lucian rested his forehead on Beau’s. “I have never felt anything so damn good. I’ve never come so fast. Are you close? Could you come in my hand?”
Beau still held Lucian’s cock. “I’m aching. I think one stroke of your
fingertip would make me come. I can’t even describe to you how I feel right
now. Being with you like this, it’s so fucking awesome, I’m surprised I haven’t
spilled in my shorts.” He moved his hand from Lucian’s cock in a slow slide and
pushed his arm around Lucian.
Lucian took the opportunity to fill the narrow gap between them with his
own hand. He eased the zipper of Beau’s chinos down and opened the metal button
at the top. Lucian ran his fingers down Beau’s cock over the hard column
tenting in his underwear. He had to shift a little to the side to run his hand
into the waistband, the broom handle knocked on his elbow, and then his
fingertips met the head of Beau’s cock, velvet soft skin over the iron hard
shape, the slit wet and slippery. Lucian breathed a soft moan as his own cock
throbbed with pleasure.
Beau’s breath came in gasps feathering over Lucian’s mouth. “Fucking
hell that feels good.”
Lucian pushed his tongue into Beau’s mouth as he grasped Beau’s cock and
pumped. There was next to no space, but he slipped his hand up and down Beau’s
cock and with every move, he slid his tongue on Beau’s. His entire body tingled
with shocks of desire as Beau shuddered and his cum spurted over Lucian’s
knuckles in warm streaks. Dazed with pleasure, Lucian rained soft kisses over
Beau’s lips and jaw. “That was so sexy. It made my ass feel melted.”
Beau caught his breath with his face resting against Lucian’s face. He
smiled, and then sighed and murmured softly. “I am so fucking glad we’ve found each other ... come out to each other
... but Lucian, I can never go back to being just a friend now I’ve kissed you.
I can’t believe how it feels. You do know we’ve just had sex in a broom closet,
in an art gallery, on our first PI job?”
Lucian smiled. “I know, and don’t worry I don’t think I could go back
either ... to being only friends.” He gently let go of Beau’s cock and slipped
his hand from inside Beau’s clothes. “We do need to dress and check out what’s
going on. The place could be closed up by now.” He tried to zip Beau’s chinos up,
but only got the zipper half-closed. He pulled his own pants zipper up.
Beau hit his elbow on the side of the closet as he tried to finish doing
up his pants and widened his eyes at Lucian in alarm at the thud it made. Beau
froze and listened.
Lucian listened, too. Nothing happened. No one flung open the door and
discovered them.
Beau whispered again. “If the security alarm is on we’ll set it off by
moving around in there. I saw sensors high on the wall in the main gallery.”
“I saw them. You know we could just leave by the back door and high tail
it. If the alarm goes off, too bad—we’ve got the information we came for. We’d
be long gone by the time the security firm or police arrived. We’ve taken
nothing and if we close the door behind us, they will think it’s a false
alarm.” He couldn’t resist pressing a kiss to Beau’s lips.
Beau drew away from Lucian’s face. “Okay, let’s get out of here, but
pull your sleeve down over your hand so as not to leave prints on the door.”
Lucian hesitated and clutched at Beau’s arm.
“What’s wrong?” Beau stopped just as he tried to twist around and open
the door.
“I need another couple of minutes. I feel like my legs are made of
jello. You’ve reduced me to mush.”
Beau gazed into his eyes. “I’m the same. Don’t think I’m not.”
Lucian couldn’t help the smile that wreathed his face. “What kind of
private investigators are we?”
Beau grinned. “Tired ones?”
“Yeah, let’s go, it’s been a long day.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes, Encompass Ink , All Rights Reserved
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