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Taking Chances, by E. L. Van Hine and L.H. Nicoll
MaineWriter:
Good morning re-readers...
chapters 91-95 are on the agenda today!
http://louisev.livejournal.com/26077.html
L
belbbmfan:
Good morning Leslie :)
a great line from chapter 91:
It was time to unpack, unwind, and get used to being in Laramie.
although Ennis might not be ready to unwind...
He found another cigar, lit it, and brooded, savoring the more violent encounters he had had with Ellery, feeling his passion build to the point where it discomfited him. He rose and walked, slowly, feeling dazed, toward the bedroom, standing in the doorway, and watched the quiet body of his lover, sleeping. He unzipped, pulling his throbbing cock out, and began to stroke it, his eyes fixed on the now-relaxed, pale face, black hair splayed against the pillow as he sighed in sleep.
He gasped, closing his eyes tightly, squeezing tight as he came, the image of Ellery on his knees and bent beneath him, moaning, triggering a rapid, violent orgasm. When he opened his eyes Ellery was awake, pale grey eyes locking with his as he held his dripping, softening cock, a slow smile spreading across his sleepy face.
phew 8)
mariez:
--- Quote from: belbbmfan on December 22, 2006, 09:54:00 am ---
phew 8)
--- End quote ---
Phew! is right!!! ;D
This was an interesting exchange in light of just reading Ellery's POV of their first day:
“You don’t think so? You missed all those battin eyelashes over the runny eggs that day. Or don’t you pay attention ta flirtin all that much?”
It was Ennis’s turn to stare, his face red. “I sure as hell paid attention when you was flirtin. An you did a whole lot a that....”
Ellery nodded, his lids falling to half mast. “Well sweetheart, that’s because ya ignored so much of it. An about half an hour after we started in talkin I wanted you somethin awful. Couldn’t ya tell?”
“Well... um.... no.”
He laughed again. “I got another name fer ya but it ain’t so complimentary, maybe I shouldn’t say so.”
“What? Worse that’ll happen is I’ll spank yer ass,” Ennis mumbled, a shy dare.
Yes, you're going to make good on that threat, aren't you, Ennis? ;D
Thanks - Marie
louisev:
once he got his first look at that ass he was scheming, that's my view.
MaineWriter:
Here's an exchange I like, from Chapter 92:
“Know something?” he leaned over, flicked the end of the cigar neatly in the ashtray, making a small grunt as he stretched too far, then handed the cigar back to Ennis, who looked down at it for a long moment before taking another draw on it.
“Whut?”
“Yer gettin a lot more relaxed talkin about this.”
“Maybe that’s cause we do it so damn much.”
Ellery grinned. “That ain’t it.”
“What is it then?”
“Another one a my theories.”
“If I close my eyes will ya tell it ta me?”
“Sure.”
Ennis handed the cigar back to Ellery and closed his eyes, reaching out a hand and caressing his thigh gently with his fingertips.
“Queer men come in varieties, Ennis, an the best partners are made up a varieties that are compatible.”
“Yeah, what variety are we?” he asked, peeking out from under blond lashes briefly before closing his eyes once more.
“Yer shy in public but under that is a sexual dominant. Mostly. Maybe you got some submissive parts in you we ain’t seen yet but you like the control a bein the top. An the best kind a variety ta go with that is a submissive. An I about have my fill a yellin an screamin an bitchin at work that ain’t got no dominatin left in me when I get home, which is why I like ta submit.”
Ennis opened his eyes, gazing at him. “When I first met you I thought you were such a cocky son of a bitch. Really turned me off. I thought… if he is queer I bet he loves ta get a man on his knees.”
“You thought that? Sittin in Bill’s kitchen eatin them runny eggs? You hardly looked at me atall.”
“That’s why. I thought you was a cocky son of a bitch.”
“Well you got that right, but I hate doin that in bed. That’s yer department, Mr. Please an Thank you.”
“Thank you.”
“But I knew you were dominant, even sittin there eatin them eggs.”
Ennis stopped stroking that white thigh, seeing that Ellery was slowly softening, relaxing. He must be in a lot of pain to not want sex now, he thought suddenly. “How’d you know that?”
“I was askin ya stuff you didn’t want ta tell me. An as soon as you got to the limit you just cut right off an said ‘Ain’t that long ago if you don’t mind,’ an I heard that growl in ya. It went right into my guts. I like a man with growl.”
“Shit Ellery, you want ta make me hard again?”
“Is it possible? You are sure havin one serious reaction ta movin down here. Just like back when I was a teenager. Wall ta wall fuckin.”
Ennis blushed, embarrassed, and he wondered if that was all it was.
“So what do ya think a my theory?” Ellery asked, handing him back the cigar.
“I dunno. Let me think about it,” and took the cigar, taking a long draw, feeling himself relax once more.
L
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