the
elevator, code in hand. Once he got in the elevator, and put the code
in, he would be let off on Eldridge’s floor, his side of the building. A perk to owning your own loft apartment. Dalton wondered if
he would want to sell it or simply rent it out. He had plans for the man and
part of those plans meant Eldridge would not be spending many more nights in
this loft, but wrapped in Dalton’s arms in his home.
The elevator door
opened, and Dalton was greeted by the sexiest man alive. He grabbed El and
lipped-locked him, devouring his lips as he walked him backwards through the
front door. Dalton consumed El’s lips, thrust his
tongue into his mouth and felt every recess and crevice. He wanted to eat the
sweet man up. Dalton finally released his lip lock, but only because they
needed air.
“Damn, if I knew I was
going to get a greeting like that one every time I saw you I might never let
you go.” Eldridge panted as he spoke.
“That’s the idea, Babe.
I want to make you forget you ever existed without me.” Dalton let the man go,
but not before pecking him on the lips again. “You look stunning tonight.”
Dalton scanned the lithe body up and down, dressed in gray leather pants with a
red silk shirt. All that was needed was a collar to go against that gorgeous
skin. Dalton was thinking a twisted rope, platinum chain with a very small
medallion. He already knew what he wanted to have engraved on it as well.
“You look hot yourself,”
Eldridge countered. “I don’t know if I want everyone getting a good look at all
those bulging muscles. Someone may try to take you away from me.”
Dalton lifted an
eyebrow and thought about that statement. In just a few short days, Eldridge
seemed to be getting more comfortable with him. He was glad.
“You ready to go?
Overnight bag packed?”
“Right here, and yes,
it is. Let me just set the code and I’m all yours.” Off to the club they went,
looking forward to eating a great dinner with fine company.
* * * *
“Hey
Sam.”
“Master Dalton, how
goes it tonight?” Sam, the trusted bouncer, let them in as he waved and told
them the rest of the party was in private room number one.
Dalton held El’s hand as they made their way through the club. Dinner
was in full swing and the demo was still a few hours away, so they could relax
and enjoy each other until then. When the demo took place, Dalton would leave
Eldridge in the owner’s private booth, so he could have a perfect view.
They entered the
private room and the laughter and talking was in full swing. Johnson and Issy sat side by side at the table. She was so close to him
that she might as well have been sitting in his lap. Dalton could understand
that, as he wanted Eldridge in his lap all the time. Shane and Deacon were also
there, no dates though. It was a rare occasion that all four partners were able
to get together and just enjoy each other’s company. They always met for
meetings about their stocks or the club, but for pure enjoyment, that was a
rarity. He shook hands with the men in the group and kissed Issy on the cheek. After introductions were made between Shane, Deacon and Eldridge,
Dalton ordered his favorite fruit drink for the two of them. None of the
partners drank much, especially if a demo was to take place. Although the club
had an extensive bar, the four men were adamant about the no drinking clause in
the membership if someone was going to play. Tony, the bartender, took that
supervision very seriously.
“So, Eldridge,” Deacon spoke . “I hear that you’re into acquisitions? Merging
companies?”
“Yeah, I work downtown,
same building as Issy . Both our companies have office
space in the building. Issy and I were actually
talking about going into business for ourselves. Setting up an office, right Issy ?”
Dalton saw the gleam in
Eldridge’s eyes as he spoke of his work and of the desire to one day run his
own business. He could picture Eldridge acquiring or merging
elevator, code in hand. Once he got in the elevator, and put the code
in, he would be let off on Eldridge’s floor, his side of the building. A perk to owning your own loft apartment. Dalton wondered if
he would want to sell it or simply rent it out. He had plans for the man and
part of those plans meant Eldridge would not be spending many more nights in
this loft, but wrapped in Dalton’s arms in his home.
The elevator door
opened, and Dalton was greeted by the sexiest man alive. He grabbed El and
lipped-locked him, devouring his lips as he walked him backwards through the
front door. Dalton consumed El’s lips, thrust his
tongue into his mouth and felt every recess and crevice. He wanted to eat the
sweet man up. Dalton finally released his lip lock, but only because they
needed air.
“Damn, if I knew I was
going to get a greeting like that one every time I saw you I might never let
you go.” Eldridge panted as he spoke.
“That’s the idea, Babe.
I want to make you forget you ever existed without me.” Dalton let the man go,
but not before pecking him on the lips again. “You look stunning tonight.”
Dalton scanned the lithe body up and down, dressed in gray leather pants with a
red silk shirt. All that was needed was a collar to go against that gorgeous
skin. Dalton was thinking a twisted rope, platinum chain with a very small
medallion. He already knew what he wanted to have engraved on it as well.
“You look hot yourself,”
Eldridge countered. “I don’t know if I want everyone getting a good look at all
those bulging muscles. Someone may try to take you away from me.”
Dalton lifted an
eyebrow and thought about that statement. In just a few short days, Eldridge
seemed to be getting more comfortable with him. He was glad.
“You ready to go?
Overnight bag packed?”
“Right here, and yes,
it is. Let me just set the code and I’m all yours.” Off to the club they went,
looking forward to eating a great dinner with fine company.
* * * *
“Hey
Sam.”
“Master Dalton, how
goes it tonight?” Sam, the trusted bouncer, let them in as he waved and told
them the rest of the party was in private room number one.
Dalton held El’s hand as they made their way through the club. Dinner
was in full swing and the demo was still a few hours away, so they could relax
and enjoy each other until then. When the demo took place, Dalton would leave
Eldridge in the owner’s private booth, so he could have a perfect view.
They entered the
private room and the laughter and talking was in full swing. Johnson and Issy sat side by side at the table. She was so close to him
that she might as well have been sitting in his lap. Dalton could understand
that, as he wanted Eldridge in his lap all the time. Shane and Deacon were also
there, no dates though. It was a rare occasion that all four partners were able
to get together and just enjoy each other’s company. They always met for
meetings about their stocks or the club, but for pure enjoyment, that was a
rarity. He shook hands with the men in the group and kissed Issy on the cheek. After introductions were made between Shane, Deacon and Eldridge,
Dalton ordered his favorite fruit drink for the two of them. None of the
partners drank much, especially if a demo was to take place. Although the club
had an extensive bar, the four men were adamant about the no drinking clause in
the membership if someone was going to play. Tony, the bartender, took that
supervision very seriously.
“So, Eldridge,” Deacon spoke . “I hear that you’re into acquisitions? Merging
companies?”
“Yeah, I work downtown,
same building as Issy . Both our companies have office
space in the building. Issy and I were actually
talking about going into business for ourselves. Setting up an office, right Issy ?”
Dalton saw the gleam in
Eldridge’s eyes as he spoke of his work and of the desire to one day run his
own business. He could picture Eldridge acquiring or merging
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