“You are a demon,” said Adrian, before diving in for another taste of Lenny’s mouth. At the same time, he lined up their bulges and began to move his hips forwards, to rub them together, even though they were both constrained by the material of their briefs. No matter, the friction felt incredible, and if the noises coming from below meant anything, Lenny enjoyed the sensation, too.
Adrian braced his arms either side of Lenny’s head, savouring the kiss and freeing Lenny’s hands to roam. Pinching both nipples to bring them alive, Lenny rubbed his thumbs around the sensitive flesh before smoothing both hands down from his chest to his stomach. This time Adrian moaned into Lenny’s mouth and began moving faster, pressing their erections harder together. When Lenny wrapped his arms around Adrian’s neck and wound his legs tightly around Adrian’s waist, he pulled away to take a breath. After their eyes met briefly and he dove back to graze his teeth along Adrian’s neck, Adrian almost lost control. But Lenny was the one to come undone first, his body stuttering and shuddering through his orgasm, with Adrian not far behind.
Adrian flopped onto his back next to Lenny, both of them staring at the ceiling. After a few moments Adrian felt Lenny’s hand thread into his own—another type of intimacy he had never allowed himself. The simple act had him as confused as the kiss, and rather than give in to the instinct to pull his hand away, he decided to lie there and savour the moment. Lenny was affecting him in a way nobody had ever done, and although he found the effect confusing, even a little worrying, he trusted Lenny.
“Okay. So. Messing my underwear wasn’t quite what I had in mind,” came Lenny’s amused voice.
“You didn’t enjoy it?”
“Ilovedit,” said Lenny, squeezing Adrian’s hand. “I—what we just did is a first for me. Not the kissing part. But you keep surprising me, Ade.”
“Same here.”
“Really? You’re an amazing kisser, by the way.”
“And that, believe it or not, was a first for me.”
“Was it good?”
“Better than. And even though we need to go shower and change now, I’ll give you whatever else you need later tonight, when we’re back here. Deal?”
“Shit.”
“What?”
Adrian sensed Lenny turn his way and met his gaze.
“I wish I wasn’t heading off tomorrow now. Imagine what we could be doing if—”
“You’re coming back next weekend, aren’t you?”
“Of course.”
“Then we can hold off for a week. Think of the sexual anticipation. Toni will be gone by Friday. Maybe you can check with your work folks and see if you can come down a little earlier.”
“I just checked with the boss. He said it’s fine.”
Adrian laughed as Lenny jumped up from the bed and held out a hand.
“Come on. The sooner we see Freya, the sooner we can get back in bed.”
* * * *
They parked up outside the pub just as the heavens opened. Torrential rainclouds had darkened the sky as they made their way from the house. Fortunately, Adrian had picked a spot in front of the main door and let Lenny out first before racing over to join him.
Lenny pointed out Pippa Redfern, sitting inside the pub by a bay window, overlooking the gloom of the waterlogged back garden and village green. Facing their way, she waved as they entered, and Adrian wondered if he imagined relief in her expression. The woman sitting opposite turned her head slightly but not enough to see them. She had a shock of pure white hair, worn long and wild, tamed only by thin braids tied off at the back. Both women had hardly touched their drinks, so when Lenny waved back, Adrian opted to get beers for them both.
“Now there’s a sight you don’t see every day,” said Mrs Megan Llewellyn, pulling a pint and nodding over Adrian’s shoulder to where Lenny joined the ladies.
“Freya Williams?” asked Adrian.
“She rarely leaves home these days. Once a month, maybe, she drives to get her food shopping over in the big store in Llandrindod Wells, which in itself is strange because she’s known to be a bit of a recluse. Surprised she doesn’t opt for home delivery. Would have thought she’d hate the crowds in that big store.”
“I don’t know. Sometimes you can hide a lot easier in huge, busy places.”
“Fair point. One thing I know for sure, though. Last time she came in here must have been over twenty years gone when her grandmother passed. I’ve not seen her here since. And I’m surprised to see her with Pippa. The two fell out years ago, not long after Freya’s brother went off on his travels. Is she here for your Mr Day?”
“She is, yes,” said Adrian, grinning. An oddly warm feeling filled him hearing her label Lenny asyour Mr Day. “Mrs Redfern suggested Lenny talk to her about Luke.”
