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103 pages, ebook
First published June 4, 2014




“I’ll close the door,” he muttered breathlessly, shame and arousal mixing in him like a badly made Jägerbomb.
“I suppose, but do you want us to be more like the Obamas, or more like the Kardashians?”
“Christ, definitely not like the Kardashians,” growled James, feeling his temples pulsate. “I don’t know… Obamas but less official, I guess?”
He didn’t know what else to say though. Do you wanna do it again?, I love your ass?, Let’s go to Vegas together and get married?
‘....when he'd seen James, standing by that Jag, in those shades and the white shirt, in the middle nowhere, Mike had thought he'd seen a mirage, that was how much he was attracted to James.’![]()
“That was great, I’m gonna fuck you so hard tonight if you win more cash.”


