Page 94 of Leather and Longing
“There’s one thing left on my list, and I could use your help with it.”
“Oh?” Adam was curious. “What is it?”
“I was thinking about buying a bottle or two of wine, but I know nothing about it. I bought the last one after asking David for advice: he and Taylor like to drink wine.” They came to a stop. “I thought you might have a preference. For one thing, red, white or rosé?”
They spent ten minutes or so, Paul calling out the names of various wines and in some cases, the year it was bottled. Adam was pleasantly surprised to discover Morrisons had a large and varied selection. When Paul had picked out four bottles, they were done.
Adam helped Paul load all their items onto the moving belt at the till, and stood by the card machine while Paul packed the shopping bags. Once Paul had paid with Adam’s card and PIN, he pushed the trolley out of the store and back to the car.
Once the boot was loaded up with all their bags, Adam waited in the car for Paul to return the trolley to its correct spot.
When Paul got in, Adam smiled. “We’re going to do this together from now on.”
“Was it better than you’d expected?” Paul asked.
Adam nodded. “The more times I do this, the easier it will become. I don’t think it’s something I would do on my own—Idon’t need to, not when I can do an order online from places like Tesco, who will deliver it to my door—but it feels good to know that yeah, I could cope.” He let out a long exhale and sagged into the seat. “But right now I need coffee and one of those Danishes we bought.”
Paul’s hand wrapped around his as it lay on his thigh and squeezed gently. “Sounds good.”
As the car moved off, Adam reflected on the one thing that had surprised him about their shopping expedition. He’d let Paul take the lead, and it hadn’t felt awkward. If anything, it had been good to let him take control.
I should hand over the reins more often.
Nowtherewas an idea…
Chapter Thirty-Four
Paul checked the front door.Locked. Windows shut. TV off. Coffee machine off.
That last one was important. He’d forgotten one night and had entered the kitchen the following morning to be greeted by a nasty smell and the sight of a blackened glass jug. After a few nights of Adam teasing him, he made damn sure he checked it religiously. Not that he minded the teasing.
It reminded him of how much Adam had changed in the weeks since Paul’s arrival.
It wasn’t all plain sailing. There were days when a darkness seemed to descend over Adam, but Paul had grown adept at seeing the signs. At least now he knew what was happening. At first, he’d ask if Adam wanted to be left alone, but when Adam had replied in the negative each time, Paul did his best to keep the mood in the house positive. He counted those days a success if he made Adam smile.
Paul loved making him smile.
He climbed the stairs and went into his bedroom to undress for a shower. Adam was already in his room, but the door was ajar. That was a good sign. Paul shed his clothing and walked naked into the bathroom. He reached behind the glass to flip onthe shower and waited for that first rush of cold water to pass before stepping under it.
The hot water was wonderful against his skin. Paul turned his face up to take the full force of the jets, before dropping his chin and letting the shower soak his hair.
“Want some help?”
Paul wiped the water from his eyes and peered through the steamy glass screen. Adam stood in the doorway, naked.
Paul grinned. “You offering?”
The outlook for his night was looking better.
Adam appeared at the end of the screen. “I could wash your back,” he suggested, smiling.
Paul flicked his gaze lower to take in Adam’s already thickened dick.
Definitelylooking better.
“Is that all you’re offering?” he asked seductively. He ran his hands down his torso to palm his own cock that was filling nicely.
Adam joined him under the stream of hot water. “How about I start by washing your hair?”
