“A moment later, Murdo was crying out his pleasure, his seed exploding into David’s mouth like a wash of sea water. “Christ,… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Warm lips kissing the offence away. “—and fuck you forever.” It felt like mere moments till he was coming, coating his belly… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Balfour kissed up the line of David’s throat and whispered harshly in his ear, “God, but I want to do everything to… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“The footman entered first. “Lord Murdo Balfour, sir,” he said, addressing Mr. Chalmers. David thought stupidly, I know that name. For the… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“I think that was the best cock-sucking I’ve ever had,” he said. The crudity of his words was softened by their teasing… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Most of all,” Murdo said in a husky voice, “I want you in my bed again.” David swallowed, and he knew that… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“He lapped at it with the flat of his tongue, adoring, moving up the length of it before sucking it into his… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Balfour—Murdo—dipped his head again, and the heat and silk of his mouth enveloped David’s cock again. Oh, the luscious pull of those… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Murdo’s scent, earthy and male, was intoxicating. David held his lover open and lapped at the pinched edges of his hole, loosening… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Oil. It makes it easier.” Murdo crawled onto the mattress and straddled David’s thighs. His gaze was hot, his faint smile promising.… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Oil. It makes it easier.” Murdo crawled onto the mattress and straddled David’s thighs. His gaze was hot, his faint smile promising. “I’m going… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Murdo’s scent, earthy and male, was intoxicating. David held his lover open and lapped at the pinched edges of his hole, loosening and stimulating… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“There wasn’t a bit of innocence or purity in him. He was sinful and cynical. Unapologetic. He cared nothing for the world. He just… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Murdo twisted, rolling David onto his back and under him, and they wrestled for a minute, muscles straining, bodies pressing and sliding, a brief… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“To hell with what I deserve,” Murdo whispered. “All I want is you.” — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Yes, I hate what I am at times, but at least I accept myself enough to realise that I can’t lie my way through… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“David woke to birdsong, the smell of morning chocolate…and an aching arse. Opening” — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Who would look at him and guess what he was? A sodomite. Or almost a sodomite. Certainly in thought, if not quite yet in… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“The thought of you being dead—I realised I couldn’t bear it. Bad enough not to have you. But for you not to be alive… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“Balfour kissed up the line of David’s throat and whispered harshly in his ear, “God, but I want to do everything to you. I… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
“So…will I see you in Edinburgh, then, for the King’s visit?” Murdo paused, mid-step, at that question. He knew what he wanted. He knew… — Joanna Chambers Copy Share Image
