Page 54 of Pure Silence

Some drool had inevitably run down around Goldie’s balls and pooled behind them as the minutes ticked by, and Day’s fingers slipped between Goldie’s legs to seek it out. Day took a single finger and played in the wetness, teasing back and forth over Goldie’s taint.

Goldie shifted slightly, wanting that pressure just a little farther back. He wanted Day to push inside of him, and he tried to tilt forward.

As soon as he did, Day stopped.

Goldie returned his hips to their original position, and he gasped as Day’s finger moved again, this time teasing closer to his hole. He didn’t know when he’d begun to sweat, but he was suddenly hot all over, and he wanted Day to open him up again, to stuff his fingers inside of him, and then his cock—

Goldie’s phone beeped.

He ignored it.

It beeped again.

Day popped off with an annoyed grunt, running his tongue over his lips as he frowned up at Goldie.

“It’s probably nothing.” Goldie grabbed his phone from the arm of the sofa, quickly swiping through to see what it was.

Two text messages from Flo.

yo did u see this??

isnt this your place?

A third came through, and it was a link to a news article with the following headline:

BREAKING NEWS: Body Found In Dumpster, Organized Crime Suspected

A quick skim of the article revealed the body of Michael Parker had been found in a dumpster, and there was indeed a photograph of Goldie’s building included. The police suspected the criminal gang Michael was affiliated with had become angry with him over a deal gone wrong and chosen to take care of him themselves.

There was no mention of Goldie or what had happened to Dana, and there was not a single word about Day.

Day had gotten away with murder.

Again.

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DAY

Day didn’t understand what was so upsetting on Goldie’s phone, and he peeked at the screen to see what was the matter. He got a glimpse of a news article, read a bit, but he still didn’t get what was wrong.

It appeared to be good news.

He patted Goldie’s hip to get his attention.

He doesn’t see this is a blessing.

“Sorry. It’s… it’s about Michael.” Goldie tilted the screen to show Day. “They found him inside the dumpster outside my building. I guess that’s where you put him?”

Day nodded.

“They think his gang killed him. That’s it.”

Day nodded again, and he quirked his brows together. He didn’t like seeing Goldie so bothered, but he really didn’t understand why any of that was a bad thing. He bowed his head to lap at Goldie’s cock with a low whine.

“Mm.” Goldie’s lashes fluttered. “You, uh, you really did it, didn’t you? You got away with it.”

And he always will.