Gunshots waken Ian Tunbridge, an assistant curator of classical antiquities at the British Museum, on his first day on a dig in California. The only way to save his life is to run for it, but luck is not on his side. At least, not until he meets Lucas Arpini, the brash American photographer who seems to have some sort of clue what’s going on. Together, they’re supposed to be the tools in finding an artifact nobody believes is real -- nobody, that is, except Lucas and the man kidnaps them both.<br><br>Ian doesn’t know what to believe. His colleagues are dead, he’s injured, and he has no choice but to put his faith in a gorgeous stranger. Their escape should lead them straight to the police, but when Lucas shows him pieces of the puzzle they were meant to solve, Ian is too intrigued to walk away. He wants to solve the riddle as badly as Lucas does.<br><br>Unfortunately, they aren’t the only ones ...

Riddle Me Wicked

“We can get those tomorrow.” Lucas reached between their bodies and grasped Ian’s cock, pulling at the same tempo Ian was. “I’ve got no problems sucking you dry tonight.”


His blunt statement brought the desire back with a raging vengeance, startling enough for his grip to tighten and Lucas to moan. Lucas dropped his forehead to Ian’s shoulder, his ragged breath washing across Ian’s sweat-damp skin.


“Of course, if you keep that up, I’m going to shoot all over you before I get my mouth anywhere near your dick again.”


The mirror to Ian’s fears was oddly reassuring, and more than enough for him to ease his hold. He turned his head and brushed his lips across the nearest part of Lucas, in this case, the outer curve of his ear.


“Turn around so I get the same,” he murmured. “Because that’s what I want.”


Chapter 41