Read Haven 1: How to Save a Life for Free Online

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    Another employee dressed like the servers in the dining room came toward them from the far end of the hall. He stopped when he neared Walter. “Mr. Simon. I’ll be getting off in fifteen minutes if you’re looking—”
    “Seriously?” Kevin couldn’t hold back the laugh from bursting out.
    Walter’s smile grew, and without taking his gaze off Kevin, he told the guy, “Thanks, but I’m busy tonight.”
    The guy gave a nod. “Well, have a good one.” He headed back the way he’d come.
    Kevin rolled his eyes. “You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re hot and all that, but seriously ?” He pointed to where all the men had walked away. “That was ridiculous. Don’t they even bother to talk to you for five minutes first?”
    “It’s not about me.” Walter’s expression changed to something more stoic, almost sad as he stared down the hall the way the employees had left. “I’ve become a game to them. Nothing more.”
    “Oh, sorry.” Which was why clubs like this were disgusting. No one here meant anything to each other. “I have to go.” Kevin turned to leave.
    A solid hand gripped him by the biceps and swung him toward the door leading into the locker room. Kevin didn’t fight Walter’s grip as Walter guided him into the room and spun him around. Walter had Kevin’s back to the closed door in a heartbeat.
    “What is it you want?” Walter spoke the words softer than his actions implied, and in a controlled, measured tone, despite the rapid rise and fall of his chest as he waited for Kevin to answer.
    “Want?”
    “Yes. Why are you here? Everyone comes here looking for something. Are you hoping to suck someone off? To fuck? To have a hard, thick cock shoved in that tight ass of yours? Are you into pain? Whips? Chains?” He moved closer, their bodies almost touching. He lifted the arm he still had ahold of, then took the second one in his grip. He flattened Kevin’s wrists to the wall above his head. “Do you want to be tied up? Your cock and balls restrained so tightly they’re on fire and you’re begging to come?” He shifted a leg forward and pressed the top of his thigh against Kevin’s trapped cock. “What do you want?”
    Swallowing proved an impossibility.
    Were those the kinds of things Walter Simon was into? Kevin had a feeling the truth wasn’t anything close to whips and chains. Or pain. He’d always been good at reading people.
    Walter loosened his grip on Kevin’s wrists and leaned in until they touched from that thigh pressing against Kevin’s cock all the way to his chest. Walter stared down at him. Then he let go and raked the fingers of one hand through Kevin’s hair, a soft caress, before he gently cupped the back of Kevin’s head and tilted him so his body arched away from the wall. Their gazes locked.
    “Say it. What do you want?”
    “A…a kiss.”
    Kevin needed to shut up.
    He needed to get away from this man and head for the club’s front door.
    Too bad he couldn’t move.
    He’d never had a kiss with a man. Even during that time with the stranger in the beat-up pickup truck.
    He’d had the guy’s cock shoved in his mouth, but he hadn’t so much as brushed his lips against any other part of the man’s body. Not his balls, his chest, his neck, his lips. They’d barely touched. The guy had kept his shirt and pants on the entire time. When Kevin had heard the term glory hole , he’d known that’s exactly how he’d felt that night. His mouth had been a tight, hot hole for that guy’s pleasure. He’d been nothing more to him, and it had still been the hottest sexual experience of Kevin’s life.
    Until this moment.
    God, he wanted to know what it would feel like. Wanted to see how different it would be from kissing a woman.
    He squirmed, trying to somehow get his body closer to Walter’s. Even without the tight grip of Walter’s hands on his wrists, Kevin kept his arms pinned to the wall above him. If he let himself touch, he wasn’t sure what