Illicit Activity by J.R. Gray (@booksbygray)
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The Christmas season is fast approaching for Jesse Goldmen and George Sirus, and their forced break up weighs heavily on their sanity. Trying to keep a connection alive is almost impossible as they turn to stolen late night dinners and secret meetings, which never seem enough.
Zac Goldmen takes an interest in George’s slave, Elliot. Being told no only makes Zac want Elliot more, so he starts a ridiculous campaign to try and shock and charm Elliot into bed. But his advances are put on hold when Elliot gets outed in the aftermath of the blackmail scandal, causing a big media storm for him and his father the Vice President.
Kennedy seeks solace from Zac, when things just get too much for her, bringing out his hidden caring side. Zac finds himself torn between being a friend and an easy hook up. Determined to see Elliot and bring him some holiday spirit, Zac starts a battle of wits with George. Will George be able to outsmart Zac, and keep him away from Elliot, for long?
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The doorbell rang early in the morning. Elliot had finished his chores and was sitting on the floor next to the fire, working on his homework. There was no one else in the penthouse, and he wasn’t expecting anyone. When he wrenched open the heavy, ornate door he found Zac, Jesse’s brother, staring back at him wearing fireman pants and suspenders to hold them up. His body was smeared with charcoal, and he looked oiled. Elliot was entirely confused.
“The exact face I wanted to see.”
“Can I help you, Sir?” Elliot reverted to his training.
“Yes, I have a hose that needs servicing.” Zac grinned wickedly.
Elliot tried not to let the shock show on his face. “I’m sorry, the King is out. Can I take a message?” He shifted and squirmed, getting flustered at the seeming advance from the beautiful redhead.
“I didn’t want it from him.” The bulge in Zac’s pants was noticeable, and Elliot tried not to stare. “And I knew he was gone.”
“How did you know he was gone?”
“I watched his car through the camera I installed above his parking space ‘til it left.” He flattened out his mouth and raised both brows like it was no big deal.
Elliot stared.
Author Bio
When not staying up all night writing, J.R Gray can be found basking in the warm glow of the Miami sun, or at the gym where it’s half assumed Gray is a permanent resident. A dominant, pilot, and sword fighting enthusiast, Gray finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. Gray frequently interrupts real life, including normal sleep patterns, to jot down nonsense. The bane of Gray’s existence are commas, and even though it’s been fully acknowledged they are necessary, they continue to baffle and bewilder.
If Gray wasn’t writing…well, that’s not possible. The buildup of untold stories would haunt Gray into an early grave or possibly a mental institution where the tales would end up on the walls in crayon and finger paint.
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Most people would consider what I do for a living weird, taboo and certainly not the norm. I suppose I have grown used to people’s fetishes, as it’s something they need to relax and relinquish control.
But also, I did have a visit from a very well-prepared client who had left nothing to chance. He brought an army bag full of outfits he enjoyed for being an adult baby. These included dummies, PVC bonnets and outfits, and plastic and silky nappies. He wanted to parade and roll around on my rug, kicking and screaming, and wanting to be punished for his bad behaviour. He wanted me to put a dummy in his mouth every time he made a noise, and wanted me to dress him while he made it hard, making his limbs stiff and being uncooperative like a young child would be if they did not want to do something. Which added to my annoyance when punishing him by spanking his bottom. Luckily, I didn’t have to deal with soiled nappies, as that would have been a no-no. But I did find it usual how someone could be so devoted to their fetish that they spent what looked like hundreds of pounds-worth of PVC and sissy paraphernalia.
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