Chapter 4For the next hour or so, they cuddled close on a comfortable settee, an increasingly unwatched movie playing as they kissed. Harvey learned quickly that Castille liked him to suck gently on his lower lip, or his throat, while Castille learned that Harvey liked his earlobe caressed when Castille kissed him. Soon, his body was demanding more than just kisses.
“Would you like to take this to the bedroom, Harvey?” Castille asked as if recognising Harvey’s need. “Whatever you want, I’ll honour.”
“Bedroom.” Harvey nodded. If things were going to get beyond kissing, he wanted to be comfortable. And Castille’s done nothing to make me think I shouldn’t trust him.
The bedroom, like the rest of the house, looked like any suburban room, although there was a king-size bed. Castille grinned
