Fifth Vision of Destiny - Brett Read Free

as he pressed a kiss to
her cheek. No doubt she hoped to find a clue about what was going
on. Too bad for her, he was taking the clues with him.
    He toed his shoes off in the entrance hall
and shrugged off his jacket as well, hanging it in the entryway
closet. Hidden from the kitchen behind the closet door, he
transferred the rings to his pants pocket, quickly disguising the
bulge by tugging his shirt out of his pants. Only then did he go
over to the bedroom. He stood by the door for a few seconds, fully
appreciating the view. The room was dark, but with the light that
fell from the living room through the doorway, Brett could see Leo
quite well. He was sprawled on his back in the center of the bed,
one arm raised near his face and the other lying across the pillow.
His chest seemed even paler than it really was against the dark
green sheets, and Brett rubbed his fingertips together, wanting to
touch that smooth and perfect expanse of skin, from the dusky
nipples to the flat stomach where a thin trail of pale hair led
down to an even nicer view. The sheet was riding low enough that it
kept Leo barely decent, while making it completely obvious that he
was naked.
    Before Brett had begun to tire of the lovely
sight, Leo curled one arm behind his head, his slight smile
revealing that he was awake. “You gonna watch all night or you’re
gonna come and ravage me now?”
    Laughing, Brett came forward to the foot of
the bed and tugged at the sheet, sliding it down to reveal more of
Leo, one inch at a time. Leo’s cock lay dormant when it first
appeared, but it started filling up and lengthening as it was
slowly exposed. Brett’s own dick began to harden at the sight, and
he had to adjust himself.
    “Nice,” Brett murmured, desire filling his
voice. “Were you waiting for me?”
    Leo still didn’t open his eyes, but his smile
widened a little, and his cock bobbed up in its nest of short
curls. “What if I was?” he drawled. “You going to do something
about it?”
    Brett was tempted, really tempted, but the rings in his pocket seemed
heavier suddenly, and he was all too aware of Lisa waiting for them
in the kitchen.
    “I will,” he said as he walked over to the
dresser. “But later. For now, I need you to put on some underwear
and come to the kitchen.”
    He threw a pair of his own silky boxers at
Leo. They landed on his chest, and Leo frowned down at them, then
turned the same look at Brett.
    “You want me to get dressed?” He was
practically pouting now. “What for?”
    Brett chuckled. “Because there’s no way I can
have dinner without choking on my food if you’re sitting naked next
to me. Come on, the food’s getting cold.”
    Without listening to Leo’s protests that
he was a vampire and didn’t actually need food and that Brett was just mean and enjoyed torture too
much, Brett coaxed Leo out of bed and helped him slide the boxers
on, although not without adding in some groping and a kiss or two.
As a result, they were both hard when they finally left the
bedroom. Brett’s untucked shirt more or less disguised his
erection, but the silky boxers made Leo’s that much more obvious.
When they entered the kitchen, Lisa was just finishing pouring wine
into three glasses. She looked at them, her eyes immediately
focusing on both their crotches, and she grinned.
    “No appetizers, then?” she teased as she held
out a glass to Leo.
    He took it and threw a grimace at Brett.
“Believe me, I was up for it.”
    Lisa laughed aloud and handed a second glass
to Brett. “This had better be worth it,” she said. “Or you’ll have
to make it up to us.”
    For the first time that day, Brett’s
conviction that he was doing the right thing wavered. He had awoken
that morning wrapped around Lisa and with Leo wrapped around him,
and after having hesitated for almost a month, he had known , deep
down, that he had made the right decision when buying those rings
and asking for the man’s one to be resized for Leo. All