“With us, Brian, she is going to stay with us.”
“I’ll pay you back, Sir, every dime. I’ll work for free…”
Mr. Donald K. Drummond, who, up to this point, approached his wooing with the determination of a general mounting a winter campaign, turned into a passionate lover, determined to claim his own. Every second of the last twenty-four hours had been leading to this, his need of this boy. The sight of Brian in his home, lip quivering in gratitude, and the heat of anticipation sent Bear over the edge.
Before Brian had a chance to move, Bear swept him up in his arms and carried him over to the bed. He laid Brian on the soft cotton duvet while raining kisses over his face. He took his time removing Brian’s shirt and Donald’s fingers stroked the newly exposed skin around Brian’s neck and jaw. Running his hands without trouble down the lean form, Donald removed his shoes, followed by his jeans and the new shirt, leaving Brian in his holey white briefs.