Retired secret agent Ben Smith will do anything for his husband. So when Simon's brother calls from London to say he's being blackmailed, Ben and Simon pack up and head to the glittering world of English aristocratic younger sons and parties and incriminating photographs. The mission itself isn't complicated -- but it's a reminder of the past, even as Ben's been trying to move on.<br><br>Simon Ashley adores his husband, and loathes most of his family ... except for the older brother who once gave him a home. He's here because Stephen needs help, but being back in the family house stirs up too many memories, none of them pleasant.<br><br>In London, Ben and Simon will confront a blackmailer, face the past, and find comfort in each other ... with some leather and tea, of course.

Leather and Tea in London

He set a hand on Simon’s head. “Kneel.”


Simon did. Instantly. And the joy in that sapphire gaze sank into Ben’s heart with the force of a bullet, though the impact didn’t cause pain at all. It held him up, kept him safe, every day.


He unfastened trousers. Slid a hand in. Stroked his cock, which had been aching for Simon’s mouth on it. Eased himself out: long and fat and full. “Go on. But don’t make me come yet.”


Simon’s mouth was as marvelous as the rest of him: wet, hot, talented. He was good with lips and tongue, well-practiced and unabashed about it, and he knew everything Ben liked, every lick, every spot, every motion. He did all those things over and over, taking the length deep and then deeper, back into that elegant throat, encircled by Ben’s collar—


Chapter 21