By Tara Lain
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Release Date:April 4, 2016
Prince of the Playhouse By Tara Lain
Ru nodded and words blurted out. “I’d say you just bought and paid for the right to do most anything you want.”
Gray’s forehead creased for an instant, then smoothed again. “Okay, come with me.” Gray led the way through the crowd and stopped beside Chris. “I need to talk with Ru. We’ll be back in a few.”
“Sure thing, boss.” He turned to face the crowd as Gray pulled Ru through the doors that led to what could now officially be called Ru Maitland Designs. People crowded the halls. Gray muttered, “Well, hell.” He nodded and smiled as he kept exploring all the way back to Ru’s office. A couple of cameramen snapped pictures inside.
Ru snorted. “Had I known I was about to be preserved for posterity, I might have been neater.”
The last door led out to the parking lot behind Shazam. Gray glanced back at Ru. “Will an alarm go off if I open it?”
“Nope. It’s our secret exit.”
“Good.” He pushed down on the bar and opened the door, pulled Ru into the parking lot, and closed the doors behind them. He fished in his pocket and pulled out a key ring, then pushed a button. A chirp came from the black limo parked under the trees. He opened the back door, grabbed Ru’s arm, and pulled him inside with him. “Close the door.”
“Gray, I—”
“Close the damned door.”
Well, okay. He slammed the car door, closing them into a secret hiding place, barely illuminated through the heavy tinting on the windows. Ru turned toward Gray, who now full-on frowned. “Open your fly and lie back.”
“What? What the fuck are you talking about?”
“I’m going to give you a blowjob. You said I bought the right to do anything I want, and that’s what I want.”
“Fuuuuuck me.” The words came out on a long, slow breath.
“We can do that too, but we’re a little short on time, so a blowjob is more practical.”
“Are you always practical?”
He gazed directly at Ru. “When you’re a gay man in the biggest, deepest closet in the world, you pretty much have to be. So unzip.”
“Hang on. You can’t just—”
“I can’t? I thought you said I could.”
Ru frowned back at him.
“Oh, you mean we might have something to talk about? Maybe I didn’t just spend a ton of money to buy sex from you? Is there a chance of that?”
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