Chapter 36
Round and round Nathan went, making new ruts in his brain, and it took a nasty jarring to the Corvette’s suspension for him to realize he was pulling into the warehouse’s parking lot. “Huh,” Nathan muttered. “So it does exist.”
During the day, the warehouse seemed smaller than Nathan remembered. Rust dotted the metal siding. The gravel in the lot was thin, worn down to bare, uneven earth in places. Ed’s stool was unoccupied, the door was closed, and Nathan didn’t see any cars.
Coming to a stop, Nathan turned off the radio and closed his eyes. The daydream started with Fury’s smile and with the shape of Fury’s mouth when Fury moaned. The color of Fury’s nipples, the texture of Fury’s hair, the sight of him on his knees, the sound of his low murmur and the sound he made when Nathan’s cock hit the back of his throat…Nathan would give anything to feel that kind of alive again, right here and now.