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You’re a grown-up. You shouldn’t have to resort to throwing tantrums like the average three-year-old. Especially not at me.”
    “I know,” Nicky sighed.
    “So how are we going to resolve this?”
    “Will you crawl under here with me? Please?” Nicky asked softly.
    Jonas didn’t need to hear that twice. He pulled the duvet aside and crawled in, searching for Nicky’s slight form along the way and pulling him close once he’d found him.
    Nicky chuckled. “I was hoping you’d take your clothes off first!”
    “You’re still dressed too!” Jonas protested.
    “I guess this is good,” Nicky conceded, snaking his arms underneath Jonas’s and pushing his hands into Jonas’s trousers once he’d made it round the back.
    They continued to cuddle and kiss, and it dawned on Jonas it was still the middle of the day, and he couldn’t remember the last time he was in bed with his lover while the sun was still shining outside. It made him long for some time off too. Then he remembered the phone conversation with Ally.
    “Ally’s invited us to the island. Let’s go?” Jonas pleaded.
    “Mmm, that depends,” Nicky answered.
    “On what?”

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    “On whether she’ll let me have a taste of her husband’s cock.”
    “You have a one track mind, Nicky. She and Scott agreed that he could have one man in his life, and that she’d get to watch. That’s all.”
    Jonas’s eyes were well enough adjusted to the sparse light to see Nicky’s pout. “I don’t see why you should get all the good stuff,” Nicky said.
    “I have a better idea,” Jonas continued. “But you’ll have to play my client again.”
    “Oh?” Nicky asked, his interest clearly sparked.
    “Clay wants a piece of you. He wants a threesome, and I think he’ll like the third man to be you. At least, I think I can twist his arm.”
    “Clay with the huge cock and enough talent to use it wisely?
    Clay who does boobies all day long and wants nothing but cock once the door of his practice closes? Hell, yeah!” Jonas chuckled. “The very same.”
    Nicky snuggled closer and started unzipping Jonas. “You better give me a good pounding then, because with the lack of practice I’ve had lately, I won’t be able to take him.” Jonas tried to stay calm, although he was almost shaking with anticipation on the inside. “Let alone both of us.”
    “He wants me to take both of you?”
    Jonas nodded. He knew this was the one fantasy he hadn’t fulfilled for Nicky yet.
    “Oh shit!” Nicky giggled.
    Jonas crawled on top of Nicky and started kissing him slowly, taking his time to let the kisses deepen until Nicky was almost begging. By the time Nicky was whimpering, Jonas was rock hard.
    They undressed each other and then made love so slowly that Nicky lost his patience more than once, but Jonas brought him back again Façade
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    every time. Nicky came as soon as Jonas entered him from behind, with Nicky holding on to the headboard.
    Despite Jonas’s hunger for his lover, he stopped thrusting and started kissing and touching Nicky again, making him feel loved, making him feel wanted, until Nicky was ready for round two.
    Again, Nicky came first, this time from the friction between their bellies as Jonas fucked him teasingly, slowly, while they were looking at each other.
    They made love again later that night when the stars were out, al fresco on their terrace; and when they made their way to their warm bed again, Nicky shivering violently with cold, Jonas knew they’d definitely made up.
    “The shop will be fine, Nick,” Jonas soothed his lover, running his hand through Nicky’s unruly curls. “And next season the fashion journalists will realize that whatever new flavor they found this season can’t live up to their expectations and hit the jackpot twice in a row, and they’ll come flocking back to you. And Lagerfeld and D
    & G and Armani and Versace.”
    “Oh, I can take them,” Nicky sighed. “It’s the ones I don’t know that I worry about.”
    “I know, baby,” Jonas replied, kissing Nicky’s forehead. “But I think you’ll find you have nothing to worry about.”
    “I think I’ll need that vacation. We both do,” Nicky whispered as he snuggled closer to find that crook in Jonas’s arms that fit him perfectly.
    “I’ll arrange it all for you,” Jonas said, equally quiet as he felt himself relax for what seemed like the first time in weeks.

    THE opening day for the store approaching rapidly, Nicky