Our Little Nest: Book 4 of The Two Timer Series

by D. B. Watson

  Patrick’s mouth opened on cue and took in his lover, soaking it with his tongue.

  Adam felt the back of Patrick’s throat as he slid in and out of the wet mouth. “That will do,” Adam said pulling out and dragging Patrick off the bed. He took the confused man to the bench at the window that overlooked a serene garden. The evening hour shrouded the vegetation below. The sky above showed a cluster of breathtaking stars.

  Adam kneeled Patrick on the bench with his feet dangling off, making sure he parted his knees. He stepped behind his aristocrat, pressing his conditioned chest against his back. Without a word, he reentered Patrick, who relaxed his body to accept Adam’s desires.

  The thrusting continued as Patrick pressed his head back against Adam’s chest. Adam embraced Patrick and touched every sensitive part of him. His hips jerked against the smooth, captive ass.

  “You’re missing a great view outside,” said Adam, noticing Patrick’s eyes shut.

  “I—can’t,” stated Patrick, lost for words.

  Adam fucked him faster, moving close to his climax. Grabbing Patrick’s cock, he jerked him off, bringing him to his brink.

  “Oh—Adam—I’m—coming!” shouted Patrick, shooting over Adam’s fist.

  Adam came soon after inside Patrick, both moaning out their release. Adam licked his fist clean as he held Patrick from dropping forward from exhaustion. He gathered his partner into his arms and carried him back to bed, laying him on his back.

  “Stay put,” Adam said, walking off.

  Patrick wasn’t about to argue with him, considering he was too weak to move.

  Adam returned with a towel and a washcloth run under warm water. He cleaned Patrick up and dried his skin with the soft towel, then covered him with the sheets. Adam climbed back into bed and gathered him into his arms.

  Patrick snuggled his cheek against Adam’s chest, closing his eyes. “That was nice,” Patrick sighed.

  “Yeah, I feel much better,” Adam responded, looking around the lavish room.

  “I mean, you; having your way with me, in my childhood bedroom,” Patrick giggled.

  “Well, I had you in my old bedroom at the farm, so we’re even.”

  Patrick yawned before shutting his eyes. “Wait until you see the rest of the house.”

  “Can’t wait. Speaking of houses, I’ve been meaning to tell you about a house I saw.” Adam waited for a response from Patrick, but none came. He glanced at him and noticed that Patrick had fallen back to sleep.

  Adam blinked his frustration away then another thought crept into his mind. With care, he slid from Patrick’s side. He grabbed his cell phone and went into the sitting room, closing the door behind him. A quick check of the time and he saw it was three in the morning. He speed-dialed his assistant.

  ****

  Justin answered the call on the second ring.

  “Hello, boss,” said the blonde, sitting in a recliner with his legs spread. His skater boy, Ethan, was between his legs, giving him an excellent blowjob.

  “Justin, I need you to research a town.”

  “What’s the name?”

  Adam tried to say the town’s name, but the words got caught in his throat. It was as if his head and mouth weren’t cooperating. “I have it written down in my notes. I’ll send it to you.”

  “Anything special you want me to keep an eye out for?”

  “Anything that sounds weird.”

  “That’s it?”

  “Yeah. When you get anything, email it to me. I’ll be at Patrick’s parents for the next two days.”

  “No problem, boss.”

  Adam hung up without a goodbye, which caught Justin off guard.

  “Goodnight,” Justin said to dead air. He placed his cell down on the side table. He returned his attention to his skater boy, who continued to suck his cock while rolling his eyes at him.

  ****

  Adam returned to Patrick as if in a fog. He climbed into bed, cuddling next to Patrick. He seemed to have woken from a dream when a hunger to take his lover still dwindled inside him. He shook it off to stress. He couldn’t take Patrick again, even if he wanted to. He shut his eyes and tried to sleep.

  CHAPTER 27

  DASHboard

  Jamie was home with Yuri for the holiday. The house was fashionably decorated. Jamie played the piano for Yuri, who sat beside him turning the music sheets.

  Jamie had excelled in all his studies. Yuri was so proud of his ward that he planned to take him and his friends to one of his private islands to enjoy themselves. Jamie declined, wanting to spend the holiday at home. Yuri conceded.

  As Jamie’s fingers danced across the ivory keys, he could feel Yuri’s breath on his neck every time he reached to turn a page. Jamie’s body boiled with desire as Yuri reached again but this time Jamie stopped playing and instead kissed his suitor.

  Yuri broke the kiss first but hovered, staring back at Jamie.

  “Yuri, I want you. I need you.”

  Yuri blinked as a gasp escaped his lip. “I don’t want to confuse you or disrupt what we have.”

  “I was never confused. I wanted you from the first day I met you.”

  “You did?”

  “I love you, Yuri. I love everything you’ve done for me. But I’m in love with you.”

  Yuri was lost for words as he focused on Jamie’s face. “I think I want you as well.”

  “You think?”

  Yuri reached out and cupped Jamie’s face, kissing his pouty lips. He savored his tongue as the kiss deepened. Even though his heart beat for another, the one in front of him seemed to draw on those feelings as they flooded out.

  ****

  Late in the evening Jamie awoke, unable to sleep. He nudged Yuri’s touchable, toned back from behind. His suiter rolled over to find Jamie aroused.

  “Yuri, can we?” Jamie asked, naked and yearning. Yuri, also naked, stretched and pulled him close. Without words, they kissed and caressed each other. A sweet scent rose from Jamie’s skin. The aroma reminded Yuri of Patrick, for whom he’d bought the same fragrance when they were dating. His memories stimulated his desires as he kissed Jamie with purpose.

  Yuri closed his eyes and saw Patrick, remembering his succulent lips against his. His firm, mink skin above him as his curls bounced in time.

  The urge to hold Patrick boiled in him. Yuri opened his eyes and grabbed Jamie, pushing him onto his back. Jamie moaned his thanks as he’s pounded into the mattress.

  Sweat glistened on their skin as Yuri groaned his release. Yuri slipped out of the tight confinement and eased the shaking legs down. He moved to Jamie’s cock, sucking him until he erupted down Yuri’s throat. Yuri returned to Jamie’s side and pulled him into his arms, kissing him.

  “There, feel better?” asked Yuri.

  “Yes,” replied Jamie, cuddling close to the man he loved. “Yuri,” Jamie said, laying on Yuri’s chest.

  “Yes,” Yuri replied, staring at the ceiling.

  “We’ll always be together, right?”

  Yuri paused, thinking of Patrick again. How he wanted him, and he had one last chance to make that happen.

  “Yuri, are you asleep?”

  “Sorry, I dozed off,” Yuri lied.

  “Are we still going to the party tomorrow?”

  “Of course.”

  “I can’t wait.”

  “Then let’s get some rest,” Yuri said, drifting off to sleep.

  ****

  Penny descended the staircase holding her coat, purse, and car keys. She’d heard enough from listening to Yuri fucking that trash. She had planted a listening device in their room, hidden beneath a lamp by Yuri’s bed. Before finding out about Jamie, Penny was thrilled when she saw Patrick having his things packed and moved out of their main house. When she asked Patrick where he was going, he told her he and Yuri were through as he handed her his key to the house. She believed her dreams were coming true. She could convince Yuri that it was for the best and that he didn’t need anyone else but her.
But then Yuri came home with him—Christopher. She thought she was having a nightmare.

  Another one, she reflected. Except this one was beneath Yuri’s station, but with similarities of the last one. At least Patrick was from the same class, and had the perfect plan to get rid of him. She knew Yuri was going to ask Patrick to marry him. Wine and walking near cliffs were a bad combination, she mused.

  Chen finished checking the first floor. He approached as she reached the bottom step.

  “Good evening, Miss Bell.”

  “Good evening, Chen, I’m going out. I need time to myself.”

  “Will you be taking your car?”

  “Yes.”

  “Can I suggest taking my brother with you?”

  “That would defeat time for me.”

  “Mr. Jin asked me to keep an eye out for you.”

  “Chen, you are Yuri’s bodyguard. Not mine.”

  “Yes, Miss Bell. I know. But you are special to Mr. Jin and—”

  “I don’t need a bodyguard. I’m going out alone and I will return later.”

  “Can I at least—”

  “Coffee. I’m going to get coffee and get laid. Is that what you wanted to hear?” she snapped.

  “My apologies, Miss Bell, I didn’t mean to pry.”

  Penny regained her composure. “It’s all right. I’ve been under a lot of stress.”

  “I understand. Please have a safe night.”

  “I will, and I’m sorry for the outburst.”

  “Already forgotten.”

  Chen walked Penny to her car without protest and watched her drive off.

  ****

  Penny drove out of town. She pulled into a rest stop where she parked, turning off the car’s engine. She cracked a window and lit a cigarette. Besides her, three semi-trucks were scattered about the empty lot. Her dashboard clock read 12:30 a.m. She had her car pointed toward the restrooms that were a few feet away.

  She was tired. Not for sleep, but for the incompetents, she had to work with. Four attempts and all failures. She didn’t expect a blackmail text message from him asking to meet. How he got her number, she had no clue. But he was her last hope to get rid of Jamie. Yuri was getting too serious with the runaway.

  She took a long draw on her cigarette and held in the nicotine for a few seconds before releasing it through her nose. A white cloud circled her head as headlights crossed her line of vision.

  An SUV pulled up that read WillowMoss Sheriff’s Department on the door. Penny stomped out her cigarette in her ashtray. She gathered her purse from the floor of the back seat and checked for her pistol she kept for just in-case moments.

  The SUV parked across from her sedan, shutting its lights off. She stepped out of her car and waited behind the opened door. The driver of the SUV climbed out, wearing his regulated uniform, gun belt, and badge. He approached Penny with a casual stride, stopping at the door she stood behind.

  “Well, aren’t you a pretty one,” he said.

  “Sheriff Huge?” she said as a question.

  “As I live and breathe,” he smiled. “And you must be Penny Bell.”

  “That is correct.”

  “My, so formal.”

  “We’re not here to be friends, Sheriff.”

  “But we’re here for a common goal. We should at least be acquaintances. Have coffee with me.”

  Penny glanced around and noticed no one around them. She wanted to get down to business, not have small talk. She agreed to have a cup of coffee with him inside an eatery for mostly truckers. The place was sizeable, so they found a private booth out of ear’s reach.

  “I’m assuming your employer informed you about me?” Sheriff Huge asked.

  “Yuri has his concerns,” Penny said.

  “So much so he’s willing to hire a PI to investigate me?”

  “Yuri had nothing to do with Detective Potter’s actions, outside of bodyguarding your son.”

  “How is Christopher?”

  “Underfoot.”

  “And we’re on the topic of our meeting.”

  “When are you coming to get him?”

  “When I feel he needs me.”

  “Do you know he’s sleeping with Yuri?”

  “I expect nothing less of him.”

  “I want him gone.”

  “Gone, like six feet under?”

  “I’ll do what I need to do.”

  “And I’ll do what I need to do to keep my son safe.”

  Penny never wanted to cross paths with the man Yuri described as a sadist. But when she received an email giving details of her hiring men to harm Jamie, she had no choice but to meet with him.

  “What do you want?”

  “Yuri Jin’s intentions toward my son.”

  “There are none.”

  “But he’s fucking him.”

  “That’s because your son, Christopher, is pushing the issue.”

  “I see. This upsets you?”

  “What’s with all the questions?”

  “Miss Bell, no matter how this all turns out. Yuri Jin will never share your feelings. He’s in love with someone else.”

  Penny stared at Sheriff Huge with the loathing and revulsion that she had for his son.

  “How dare you,” she said through clenched teeth. “You know nothing of my feelings.” She grabbed her purse and rose from her seat, not taking her eyes off the sheriff.

  He stared back with a smirk. “I know Mr. Jin’s ex-lover favors my Christopher.”

  Penny cringed at the idea of Yuri being with Patrick Valdez. She knew Patrick was no longer a threat to her because he was with Detective Potter. “He’s not a problem anymore; your son is. Either you take care of him or I will!” She stormed out, hurrying to her car. She sat running the motor while she collected herself and her thoughts. She would have to stop her attempts on Jamie’s life—for now. She fastened her seatbelt and pulled off, getting back on the road toward home. The dashboard clock read 1:30 a.m.. Tension rose in her shoulders as she tried to focus on the road. Headlights were in her rearview mirror as she tried to stay at the lawful speed limit. The car behind her caught up with her and as she braced for anything it went around her without slowing or the driver looking at her.

  A sigh of relief washed over her as the driver sped out of sight. Her heart hammered in her chest as she considered pulling to the side of the road to collect herself when another set of headlights appeared in her rearview mirror. The impact from behind was so sudden, Penny released a chilling scream from shock. She lost her grip on the steering wheel for a second.

  She regained control of the car as headlights in front of her appeared in the opposite lane. The ghost car veered into her lane, clipping her front driver’s side fender pushing her off the road. Her tire jammed up, sending her into a jackknife, then a barrel roll, landing in a ditch. The sedan landed on its roof, rocking to a standstill. The cloud of dirt made a path to the crash as it settled around Penny’s car that showed no sign of movement.

  The two vehicles were long gone, one turning a hard U-turn that followed the other vehicle away from the scene.

  At 2:00 a.m., highway patrol received an alert about a car accident. When they arrived, they found one unresponsive female. The EMTs took her by ambulance to the nearest hospital in WillowMoss.

  CHAPTER 28

  fuck

  Adam lay sound asleep with his arm draped over Patrick’s slim waist. A swooshing sound woke him from a deep slumber as a burst of sunlight shined on his face. Adam took a deep sigh, opening his eyes. He blinked back sunlight shining through the once closed curtained windows. He raised his hand to shield the vivid light from his tired eyes.

  “Good morning, Mr. Potter,” said a female, dressed in her maid uniform. She was in her twenties, petite built, with short, red hair. She walked from the now opened curtain windows in the bedroom to the private bathroom.

  Adam lay dumbfounded at first as he tried to comprehend seeing someone in the room with them. He glanced around the b
edroom, then at Patrick, who was still sleeping. He then noticed the sheets exposed half of their naked bodies; more of Adam’s than Patrick’s bare skin was visible.