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Illicit Activity
Illicit Activity
Illicit Activity
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The Christmas season is fast approaching. Jesse and George try to keep their connection alive with stolen late night dinners and secret meetings, which never seem to be enough.
Zac doesn’t take no for an answer, and has set his sights on George’s slave Elliot as his newest conquest. Determined to see Elliot and bring him some holiday spirit, Zac starts a battle of wits with George. But Will George be able to outsmart Zac, and keep him away from Elliot, for long?

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Release dateDec 4, 2014
ISBN9781772331400
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    Illicit Activity - J.R. Gray

    Published by Evernight Publishing ® at Smashwords

    www.evernightpublishing.com

    Copyright© 2014 J.R. Gray

    ISBN: 978-1-77233-140-0

    Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

    Editor: Karyn White

    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

    This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    DEDICATION

    As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.

    —John F. Kennedy

    To all my fans, thank you. This is my gift to you for the holidays. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.

    Thanks to Sally for every one of the million things you do for me every day. Lili for encouraging Zac from the dream of a character. Karen for your amazing beta work.

    Thank you to Nathan who puts up with my madness even if you don't understand it.

    Sean, thanks is never enough, you're a gift in yourself.

    My sun and all my starts.

    P.S. No promises about J&G

    Illicit Activity takes place in the days between the end of Breach of Contract and the epilogue.

    ILLICIT ACTIVITY

    Bound, 3

    J.R. Gray

    Copyright © 2014

    Chapter One

    Dinner for two. Elliot knew what it meant, and that didn’t make it hurt any less. It wasn’t his place to feel. It also wasn’t his place to grow attached to his Master, and it certainly wasn’t his place to get jealous. He was the slave. He signed up for this position to make the mental pain go away, which it had. But now he had put himself in more agony with his feelings. He placed the dishes on the tray, arranging everything to fit, before adding the garnish and the wine. It was a meal fit for a king, his king. Slowly he pushed the cart down the hall.

    He’d only had a glimpse of the blond last time. It was top secret activity, and George had made sure only Elliot was working when it happened the first time, and this time was the same. He’d thought at first it was a night alone with his Master, but he’d been mistaken. It shouldn’t have surprised him. Elliot pressed his eyes closed before he knocked softly. Maybe if he begged hard enough George would beat him after his secret visitor left. God knows they would both need the release tonight.

    George opened the door, shielding the inside of his room with his body. Elliot kept his eyes downcast. Part of him wanted to see what they were doing, and the dark parts of him wanted to see them together. He knew he deserved it. That pain. But the weak parts of him knew he couldn’t handle seeing Jesse tied to George’s bed or anything of the like. He’d slept two nights in that bed with George’s arms wrapped around him, and Elliot craved it. Even if his place was at the foot, he wanted it.

    Thank you, boy. George gripped the trolley with one large hand and slid it away from Elliot.

    Ring if you need anything, King. Before he turned, he looked up and saw Jesse as George moved aside, making room for the trolley to pass through the doorway. He was fully dressed, to Elliot’s surprise, in one of the suits George had commissioned for him.

    It didn’t make Elliot feel better. He’d thought it would, but it hadn’t. George pushed the heavy oak door closed, and Elliot turned to go find his homework.

    ****

    If I wasn’t a horribly selfish prick I’d tell you to throw the damn kid a bone in the form of a blow job.

    When George turned, he found Jesse standing behind him.

    Or fuck, let him sleep at the foot of your bed or something. He looks like a kicked puppy.

    George blew out a breath, forcing himself to keep his hands at his sides. This was only the second time in weeks Jesse had been able to escape the prison Pricilla had trapped him in. He was determined to enjoy it, even with rules in place.

    He is a kicked puppy. I hate causing him pain. It is one of the many burdens I bear, not knowing if I do more harm than good keeping him on. I know what he feels for me and that I will never return it. George pulled out Jesse’s chair then moved around the table to take his own seat.

    But Jesse didn’t sit. He stood looking out the window, and George took a tentative step closer to him.

    Tell me what’s on your mind, little one.

    Jesse tore his gaze away from the window. I’m sad. It’s not how it was when I first left. There was a lot of wanting to rip your clothes off, as you know. He half smiled, but the sadness remained in his eyes. Now it’s settled into a sort of longing. I miss my friend. I miss being here with you. I miss waking up to you. Stupid little things. He paused and pushed a hand into his chest. This fucking ache will not go away.

    George closed the distance between them and placed his hands on Jesse’s arms. I know, I know. He rested their foreheads together. There is a piece of me carved out in the shape of you, and I’m no masochist, so it’s torture. I’d rather be the one inflicting pain than feeling it.

    "I’m sorry. I should have never

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