please.’
‘I never had you pinned as a masochist.’
He wasn’t. It wasn’t as if he got off on suffering, but nor was he going to head outside in search of contentment. He’d learned his lesson; emotionless sex didn’t work for him. In fact, the prospect of sticking his dick into some random woman’s mouth or pussy revolted him. He didn’t want to seek his kicks in that way any more. He needed a real connection in order to get off. Meeting Ginny had taught him that.
Ginny … Ginny … Ginny … she was the only woman for him.
‘Come on, Ash. What do you say?’
‘I’m going to sleep now,’ he muttered, earning himself a curse.
Except of course, there was no way in hell he was getting to sleep, not given the way his cock was hugging his stomach. He was so needy, it was almost impossible not to touch it, then again contact hurt too.
‘Ash!’ Rock Giant bellowed. ‘It’s bad enough listening to Xane and Dani canoodling most nights. I don’t need you standing in for them on the one night I’ve a chance of dropping off to something other than the sound of someone coming.’
‘All right, I’m outta here.’ Ash rolled out of his bunk and dropped to the floor, where he gingerly adjusted the waistband of his lounge pants to stop them pinching. Iain peered down at him expectantly, obviously hoping they were about to embark on a nocturnal wander. In order to quash that idea once and for all, Ash turned instead towards the back of the bus, where there was a small lounge area. It’d barely been used so far. Mostly they tended to congregate in the kitchen or the mini recording studio.
The scent of carpet adhesive wafted up his nostrils as he entered. It was gloomy within. Someone had gone to the effort of drawing the curtains over the multitude of windows. Ash blinked as his eyes adjusted to the change in light, and realised with a sigh that the space was already occupied. Spook sat in one corner of the long leather couch that wrapped around the edge of the room below the windows.
‘Sorry.’ He backtracked a pace. ‘Did you come in here to escape my groans?’
Spook shook himself out of his apparent repose. He was wearing jeans and a loose shirt. His bare toes were curled against the leather cushion. ‘I hadn’t noticed you were groaning. What’s up, bellyache?’
Ash pursed his lips. ‘Something else. I’ll go somewhere else.’
‘Oh, that sort of up.’ Spook’s gaze flicked down to Ash’s groin then back to his face. ‘It’s nothing I haven’t seen a hundred times before. Come in if you like.’
‘Still trying to sleep here,’ Rock Giant complained. ‘Shut the frickin’ door.’
Ash shuffled forward and closed the door behind him. He tucked himself up at the opposite end of the sofa to Spook and grabbed a cushion to hide what was going on inside his pants. It didn’t look as if he’d be getting any sort of relief any time soon.
‘Got interrupted, huh?’
Ash nodded, while he valiantly resisted the urge to hump the cushion.
Spook just rolled his eyes. ‘For God’s sake, why didn’t you go after her? I saw her outside. She was obviously hoping you would.’
‘Dunno. I guess my brain wasn’t engaged.’
‘Is it ever?’
He shrugged. Occasionally it was. More, recently, than it had been for some years.
Spook continued to pull ‘you’re a stupid shmuck’ faces at him, while shaking his head so that his long hair fell forward and shadowed his face. ‘Why not go now?’
‘Because I don’t know where she is.’ Ash shuffled around, trying to get comfortable. It wasn’t easy with a stick in his pants. ‘And if I head out Iain’s going to follow me. He’s a friend, but I’m not having him play gooseberry.’
‘I’m sure I could distract him for you.’
‘The glee you said that with makes me think that’s not such a good plan.’
Spook shot him a look of absolute innocence.
‘That façade doesn’t work on me. I was there the time you chained Rock Giant
‘I never had you pinned as a masochist.’
He wasn’t. It wasn’t as if he got off on suffering, but nor was he going to head outside in search of contentment. He’d learned his lesson; emotionless sex didn’t work for him. In fact, the prospect of sticking his dick into some random woman’s mouth or pussy revolted him. He didn’t want to seek his kicks in that way any more. He needed a real connection in order to get off. Meeting Ginny had taught him that.
Ginny … Ginny … Ginny … she was the only woman for him.
‘Come on, Ash. What do you say?’
‘I’m going to sleep now,’ he muttered, earning himself a curse.
Except of course, there was no way in hell he was getting to sleep, not given the way his cock was hugging his stomach. He was so needy, it was almost impossible not to touch it, then again contact hurt too.
‘Ash!’ Rock Giant bellowed. ‘It’s bad enough listening to Xane and Dani canoodling most nights. I don’t need you standing in for them on the one night I’ve a chance of dropping off to something other than the sound of someone coming.’
‘All right, I’m outta here.’ Ash rolled out of his bunk and dropped to the floor, where he gingerly adjusted the waistband of his lounge pants to stop them pinching. Iain peered down at him expectantly, obviously hoping they were about to embark on a nocturnal wander. In order to quash that idea once and for all, Ash turned instead towards the back of the bus, where there was a small lounge area. It’d barely been used so far. Mostly they tended to congregate in the kitchen or the mini recording studio.
The scent of carpet adhesive wafted up his nostrils as he entered. It was gloomy within. Someone had gone to the effort of drawing the curtains over the multitude of windows. Ash blinked as his eyes adjusted to the change in light, and realised with a sigh that the space was already occupied. Spook sat in one corner of the long leather couch that wrapped around the edge of the room below the windows.
‘Sorry.’ He backtracked a pace. ‘Did you come in here to escape my groans?’
Spook shook himself out of his apparent repose. He was wearing jeans and a loose shirt. His bare toes were curled against the leather cushion. ‘I hadn’t noticed you were groaning. What’s up, bellyache?’
Ash pursed his lips. ‘Something else. I’ll go somewhere else.’
‘Oh, that sort of up.’ Spook’s gaze flicked down to Ash’s groin then back to his face. ‘It’s nothing I haven’t seen a hundred times before. Come in if you like.’
‘Still trying to sleep here,’ Rock Giant complained. ‘Shut the frickin’ door.’
Ash shuffled forward and closed the door behind him. He tucked himself up at the opposite end of the sofa to Spook and grabbed a cushion to hide what was going on inside his pants. It didn’t look as if he’d be getting any sort of relief any time soon.
‘Got interrupted, huh?’
Ash nodded, while he valiantly resisted the urge to hump the cushion.
Spook just rolled his eyes. ‘For God’s sake, why didn’t you go after her? I saw her outside. She was obviously hoping you would.’
‘Dunno. I guess my brain wasn’t engaged.’
‘Is it ever?’
He shrugged. Occasionally it was. More, recently, than it had been for some years.
Spook continued to pull ‘you’re a stupid shmuck’ faces at him, while shaking his head so that his long hair fell forward and shadowed his face. ‘Why not go now?’
‘Because I don’t know where she is.’ Ash shuffled around, trying to get comfortable. It wasn’t easy with a stick in his pants. ‘And if I head out Iain’s going to follow me. He’s a friend, but I’m not having him play gooseberry.’
‘I’m sure I could distract him for you.’
‘The glee you said that with makes me think that’s not such a good plan.’
Spook shot him a look of absolute innocence.
‘That façade doesn’t work on me. I was there the time you chained Rock Giant
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