Allergies

195 Pages·2016·0.36 MB·English

by  Chase T A

ALLERGIES
…Ray’s voice was a little breathless and his gaze was
trained on Lou’s groin. Lou couldn’t resist. Cupping the back
of Ray’s head, he brought the man’s mouth to his. Ray braced
his hands on Lou’s thighs and sighed.
Licking along the seam of Ray’s lips, Lou asked silently
for entrance. Ray opened and Lou eased in his tongue, not
wanting to overwhelm the other man. The tentative way Ray
kissed him told Lou this pretty man wasn’t experienced.
Unlike Lou who, in his younger days, would fuck anyone who
was willing.
The taste of coffee, sugar and cinnamon danced on his
tongue as he stroked it along the roof of Ray’s mouth. Ray
shivered and moaned, his hands opening and closing as if he
didn’t know quite what to do with them. Lou grasped Ray’s
left hand with his free hand and placed it on his hip. Scooting
closer, he spread his legs and maneuvered Ray’s chair
between his thighs. When Ray was in the right spot, Lou urged
Ray to stand.
Their height difference made their positions perfect. Lou
slid his hand down Ray’s back to squeeze his ass. Nice, round
and firm. Lou growled low, thinking how tight it would be
around his cock.
Ray jumped and started to pull away, lips swollen from
their kiss. His dark chocolate eyes were glazed with desire and
an intriguing bulge graced the front of his gray slacks. Lou’s
strength would have ensured he kept Ray in close contact, but
he didn’t want to freak the man out. That would come all in
good time if he chose to stick around.
He caressed Ray’s jaw, trailing his rough fingers over the
smooth skin. Closing his eyes, Ray took a deep breath and
sneezed…
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ALLERGIES
BY
T. A. CHASE
AMBER QUILL PRESS, LLC
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ALLERGIES
AN AMBER QUILL PRESS BOOK
This book is a work of fiction.
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the author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously.
Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales,
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Copyright © 2009 by T. A. Chase
ISBN 978-1-60272-498-3
Cover Art © 2009 Trace Edward Zaber
Layout and Formatting provided by: Elemental Alchemy
PUBLISHED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
Thank you to all my readers for encouraging me every
step of the way. It’s for you that I write my stories.
ALLERGIES
CHAPTER 1
Ray Marvels stared in shocked silence as his screen went
blank.
“No,” he whispered, jiggling the mouse and praying that it
brought back his stuff. Nothing.
He reached for the phone and pushed the button for the IT
department.
“IT,” a male voice answered.
“Hi, this is Ray from graphic design, fourth floor. I need
someone to come take a look at my computer.”
He hit the speaker button and dropped down under his
desk, searching for the power cord. It was at that moment he
realized his computer wasn’t running either.
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ALLERGIES
“Well, Ray from graphic design, what seems to be the
problem?”
“My monitor went black and my actual computer isn’t
running anymore.”
He checked all the cables connecting the monitor to the
tower and the tower to the surge protector. Everything was
where it should be and the surge bar was plugged into the
wall.
“You didn’t unplug anything by accident, did you?”
The tech guy’s tone told Ray that was obviously what the
problem must be. The man must have thought Ray was too
stupid to figure it out. He crawled out from under the desk and
glared at the phone. “I’m not stupid. I wouldn’t have called
you if that were the case. I checked everything. It’s all where
it should be and it’s all working.” He shoved his hand through
his hair.
As frustrating as his computer being on the fritz was, he
could finish the project at home.
“All right. Is it important to get it fixed today?” The man
sounded annoyed.
“Yes.”
It wasn’t, but Ray knew if he told the guy that, no one
would be around to look at it for a day or two, and there were
things he needed to do on his work computer.
The person on the phone sighed. “There’s an IT guy on the
fourth floor right now. I’ll buzz him and let him know to stop
by your office.”
“Thank you,” Ray said to the dial tone.
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He rested his forehead on his desk for a second. He’d been
a page or two away from finishing the layout of the new site,
and it needed to be done by the next day. Pulling out the
requisite work request forms, he started filling them out.
An hour later, Ray was sketching some ideas for a new
client when he sneezed. After sneezing a second time, he
frowned.
“Bless you.”
A deep voice spoke from behind him. He spun around to
see a man leaning against the entrance to his office. The man
stood about five inches taller than Ray’s own six feet. Instead
of the standard tech uniform of black pants and white shirt
with a skinny tie, the stranger wore khaki cargo pants, a green
T-shirt and black hooded sweatshirt with the sleeves shoved
up to the elbow. Ray’s gaze focused on the tattoos gracing the
man’s forearms.
Light hazel eyes studied him just as intently. The man’s
hair was hidden by the baseball cap he wore. Ray met the
stranger’s gaze and was mildly surprised when the man
winked. His cock twitched at the flirtatious smile he was
given.
“Ummm…are you the IT guy?”
“Yes.” The man strolled into Ray’s office, invading the
space with heat and an odd musky scent.
Ray sneezed again. “Excuse me. Must be some dust in the
air.”
“I’m Lou Canis.” Lou held out a large hand to Ray.
Ray shook hands, trying to ignore the rough palm rubbing
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