Taking Chances, by E. L. Van Hine and L.H. Nicoll

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[MaineWriter]

Good morning re-readers,

Today we tackle chapters 66-70.

Here's the link to Chapter 66

http://louisev.livejournal.com/19209.html

And a little bit of humor:

One of the other men leaned over toward Ellery. “Hey Chief, was it true you told Reynolds he oughta go rescue some calico cats insteada handin out traffic citations last week?”

“Oh yeah that was me all right,” Ellery replied.

“Ol Jimmy here,” he nudged the man next to him, “He tol’ Reynolds that calico cats are the hardest ta catch once they’s up a tree because they’s related ta spotted leopards an fiercer than yer average domestic cat.”

Ennis let out a little laugh and Ellery pushed his hat back, a gleam in his eye. “Oh, what’d Reynolds say ta that?”

“He went down the library after work, came in the next day an said Jimmy was full a shit. But just like Reynolds, wasn’t gonna say it unless he’d looked it all up first.” A ripple of laughter went through the men, and Ellery looked sidelong at Ennis.

“Guess in my new capacity I better get Reynolds assigned ta animal control supervision, on the Calico Cat patrol. That’ll keep him off issuing traffic citations to superior officers.”

“I’ll drink ta that,” the man said.

Leslie

[MaineWriter]

From Chapter 70:

“An this court thing’ll die down an we can … just think about us.”

Ellery stirred the gravy again, his voice pitched low.  “Is that what ya want, sweetheart… just think about us?”

Ennis stepped close, sliding a hand up Ellery’s bare arm, resting it on his chest, the rough surface of  his thumb brushing against his nipple, then clasping his shoulder.  “That’s all I can think about, darling.  Kissin you, fuckin you… almost fergot about my own family for the whole fuckin week thinking about what it’s like, fuckin you…God Ellery, yer like a drug.”  He nuzzled his face into that silky black hair, and Ellery turned off the burner.

“At this rate we’re gonna end up covered in gravy, boy,” he said with mock roughness.  “Let’s eat quick an get this Bill thing overwith. Somethin tells me you ain’t done.”

“No, I ain’t.”  Ennis kept his hands clasped on Ellery’s shoulders, turning him away from the stove, pulling him against him, his erection now visible as a hard lump against his fly, and he writhed against Ellery’s body, mouth seeking, kissing him hard before letting him go.  “Horny as hell, an we just done it.”  He stalked over to the kitchen table and sat, panting lightly.

“Sometimes stress’ll do that to ya,” Ellery replied, his own breath rapid.

L

[louisev]

ow wow... you selected some seriously HOT quotes.

thanks for keeping the Rereaders in line here, Leslie!

Before I posted the new Ellery story, the Rereaders were still racking up 900 hits today reading the assigned chapters, so it isn't just three people on this thread, believe me!  And now that I'm not trying to crank out 6,000 words a day, I'm a rereader too!

[MaineWriter]

Today we have chapters 71-75 on our re-reading list.

http://louisev.livejournal.com/20582.html

From chapter 71:

Stew was to drive Ennis to the office and accompany him, and Ennis was only too happy not to have to drive. Ellery and Ennis got up first, and Stew asked them if they would wait outside so he could lock up. The legal secretary had gone to lunch.

Alone outside Stew’s office, Ellery slipped an arm around Ennis’ stiff shoulder. “How you doin?”

“Scared shitless, Ellery. You said you was goin ta be there.”

“This is better, Ennis. It means you an me ain’t goin ta need to get into this. They just take yer information an go from there. If Bill had wanted ta be a real help he woulda called emergency when he first set eyes on Pete an they woulda taken him to the hospital an you wouldn’t a got involved. But that’s water under the bridge now.”

“If you say so.” Ennis hung his head.

“Buck up, sweetheart. We’ll go get yer truck after, have some more chow an do our favourite kind a relaxin.”

Ennis gave him a tortured look, his hand now gripping Ellery’s hand. “It’s gonna be all right, isn’t it?”

Ellery gave him a soft kiss before letting him go. “You can trust Stew. If he interrupts an answers for ya, you just let him go. It means they asked something they aren’t supposed ta. All right?”

Ennis nodded. Then he heard a door close, and he was on his way to the courthouse with his new lawyer, feeling once again as if he was on his way to his execution.


L

[MaineWriter]

Chapter 73:

Ennis looked back at Ellery, his eyes bright, finally dropping his gaze. “I dunno. Don’t wanna, somehow. Seemed like a good idea at the time, get outta the house, on a horse, out in the air. Now doesn’t seem like such a big opportunity.”

“Not if you don’t need the money right now,” he said softly. “Of if you found somethin else ta do.”

“Gettin the truck fixed up, I could come back here, spend some time instead, before I get caught by the next steady ranch job. Bound ta be somethin now that June’s comin. Things a been slow but they won’t always be slow.”

Ellery smiled, reaching his arm over and setting it lightly on the back of Ennis’s neck. “If it’s just a short stint of temporary work you can always come back here afterward, have a little reunion. The best part of goin away is the comin back part. You ain’t afraid I’ll forget ya if yer gone two weeks?”

“Well...”

“I ain’t never gonna forget my wild bronc, Ennis.” He leaned over, whispering along his jaw. ‘My Mr. Please an Thank You.’ I’ll be sittin right here waitin, holdin my breath.”

L

[MaineWriter]

Chapter 74, one of my most favorite exchanges in the whole entire story:

Ennis picked up a slice of pizza and nibbled it into his mouth, steam rising from it as he tried to bite off a piece without burning himself. Ellery waited a bit longer for his to cool.

“Like bein teenagers,” Ellery said, watching him. “Get it on like mad an an hour later feel like doin it all again.”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah. Wonder why that is.”

“Well I can think a why, but ya might not like my theory.”

Ennis set down his pizza. “Shoot.”

Ellery plucked a pepperoni off the top of his piece and chewed on it thoughtfully. “We’re fallin in love.”

Ennis dropped his gaze, staring fixedly at his piece of pizza as though trying to figure out who took a bite out of it.

“Told ya ya might not like my theory.”

“Ellery...” Ennis said, his voice low.

“Whassat?” Ellery waited, watching the bowed head.

“Ellery I don’t know what ta say....” Ennis sighed.

“Don’t tell me this hadn’t occurred to ya Ennis. You was with a man fer twenty years. You know how this goes. Bettern I do.”

L

[MaineWriter]

and some more from Chapter 74:

“Come on sweetheart, lie down... pillow under yer ass...” he positioned the pillow and Ennis stretched out, moving his knees apart, sighing with desire now, an edge of anxiety making his breath hitch, and Ellery climbed onto the bed between his knees, nuzzling the inside of his knee and licking the crease behind it, then pushing his knees up, gazing down at his cock with that drunken gaze. A pang went through Ennis then, and the words struck him like a blow, “We’re fallin in love.” If that is what that pang meant... the feeling of drunken desire, the need to hold him, the constant ache of need, the explosive feelings of pleasure, the sense of mild panic at the inevitability of driving away...

Yes, that is what it felt like. Just like that horrible gut feeling the day Jack drove away from him in Signal, letting him fall all the way down, as if into a deep ravine, from which there was no crawling out without Jack to hold him. We’re fallin in love.


and at the end of the chapter:

Ellery eased his grip, sliding his tongue out, and knelt over Ennis, watching him twitch and pant, then lowered himself, his eyes looking up at Ennis watching him, and began to lap his belly, working his way up his chest slowly, his rigid cock brushing against Ennis’s thigh as he licked him. Ennis lifted a hand to stroke his hair, pushing it back from his pale face, still unable to catch his breath for the hard pang that lay in his chest, the pang that told him, we’re fallin in love.


Seriously hot, good stuff here...

L