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staring helplessly at the way Liam’s ass shifts and sways under the silk as he walks away toward the stairs. As soon as he hears the door close upstairs, Jacen inhales deeply of the air in the room, moaning softly on the exhale when he can still detect a faint whiff of peaches. Slumping down on the couch, he yanks open his fly. Pulling out his straining erection with the hand that had just been caressing the butter-smooth inside of Liam’s bare thigh, Jacen jerks off furiously at the thought of what could have happened if he hadn’t stopped, and had let Liam wriggle on his lap. Jacen fantasizes about getting a double handful of the firm muscle of Liam’s ass, rubbing Liam’s cock through the special black lace panties with the hidden panel designed to tuck away his genitals, feeling him get hot and wet and shoot inside them purely because of Jacen’s touch.
    Coming in hot splatters over himself thinking of his best friend, Jacen, who never feels guilty about anything he does, aches at the cold pit of shame that forms in his gut and heads to the bathroom to clean up some of his mess.

Chapter 4
Leah Unleashed
     
    Liam doesn’t realize that his client, ‘Chris,’ is
that
Chris until he arrives at the hotel room as Leah.
    Chris is someone he knows, sort of. One of Liam’s regulars is Adam Chance, a C-list actor on a network TV show. To Hollywood, the media and most of the world, Adam is straight, and married. But in reality, Adam’s interests are more varied, so Liam obliges whenever he needs to. Sometimes Adam is interested in performing for an audience, just like he does at work, so he’ll invite friends to watch when Liam is scheduled to visit. Chris, aka Christopher Morrow, another actor, is one of those friends. Chris has sipped scotch and watched from afar as Adam fucked Liam six ways from Sunday, or vice versa, depending on Adam’s mood that day, but not once has Chris deigned to participate. Participation costs extra and requires prior warning. Liam wouldn’t have been averse to it, it just never happened. It never even came up. So he’s a little surprised when the door opens with Chris on the other side, ‘Chris’ who ordered
Leah
specifically.
    It would have been easier for Liam to be Leah when the client didn’t already know him as Liam, or, rather, one of Liam’s characters. Rattled for a few seconds, he blinks at Chris, who is looking him up and down with dark lust in his eyes and evident satisfaction, practically drooling.
    I can do this. Focus. Remember how it was with Jacen. Go with that. He’s ‘Chris’ not Adam’s friend. If I can be Leah, he can be someone else, too.
    The dance begins; Liam embraces the persona of Leah entirely. Just like that, he’s not himself at all anymore. He’s
her
.
    “Hey, Leah,” Chris croons, reaching out and circling Leah’s wrist with his fingers, using the grip to guide her into the room.
    Leah plays up the bashful act, working her false eyelashes for all they’re worth and making sure to sway her hips when she walks. Taking her directly over to the back of the couch, Chris positions himself behind Leah and wraps his hands around her waist.
    “You’re not shy, are you? This your first time?”
    “Yes,” Leah says, letting her voice flutter and lilt, speaking hesitantly to convey timidity. “I don’t—”
    “Shh,” Chris hushes, slipping his right hand around Leah’s waist and down to her crotch, humming at the flat, smooth plane he finds at the junction of her legs. Rubbing lightly over it, he cups her left breast with his other hand and squeezes. She gasps, reacting to the intimate contact. He pins her against the back of the couch and fits his pelvis to the curve of her ass, letting her feel how hard he is. “Don’t talk. You just stand there, lookin’ pretty. Damn, the dirty things I’m gonna do to you. Gonna be dirty with me, baby? Are you a
bad girl
?”
    Leah hums and bites her lip, even though doing so makes her think of Jacen,