Hunter opened the door for Stacey, who hesitated when he saw that the place Hunter had desired to bring him was the Le Chateau de Haute Hotel. But he held out his hand and after a few moments, Stacey took it expectantly.
Hunter pulled him through the doors, feeling the cuspice of tension that had been building all night. That ball of tension inside him.
The lady at the front desk, her eyes glowed with appreciation when she saw Hunter. Normally, that stroke to his ego would have had him chatting her up easily. But Stacey was overwhelming to him. He overwhelmed his nerves and mind.
Stacey's presence alone drove him mad with longing.
And he couldn't take it anymore.
He hadn't had this kinda feeling before. Maybe it was the rejection. Or the idea that he had become inadequate, undesired by someone. Someone he had held intimately in his arms, someone who had whispered his name as he bit into him and released. Lost all inhibitions and came inside him.
