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Indulge Me
Indulge Me
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Keane Daniels has received an anonymous note summoning him to Indulgence, one of the largest gay spa and bathhouses in Toronto. Since he's in unrequited lust with his boss, Keane thinks a clandestine tryst might just take his mind off his gorgeous colleague.

Rayche Marquette has wanted Keane since hiring him, but being his boss means Keane's off limits...until Rayche decides he can wait no longer and reserves the Wet Area of the spa so the two of them can spend a Naughty Nooner together.

Rayche and Keane meet in the elegant shower area, but when Keane discovers the sender of the note is his boss, his reaction is not what Rayche expects. Keane rebuffs him, thinking the lunch hour adventure is a lark for Rayche, a meaningless liaison. For Keane, that can never be enough with this man. How can he convince Rayche to turn their Naughty Nooner into a lifetime commitment?

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Release dateMar 22, 2010
ISBN9780857150561

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    Indulge Me - Kaenar Langford

    A Total-E-Bound Publication

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    Indulge Me

    ISBN #978-0-85715-056-1

    ©Copyright Kaenar Langford 2010

    Cover Art by Natalie Winters ©Copyright March 2010

    Edited by Janice Bennett

    Total-E-Bound Publishing

    This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.

    All rights reserved.  No part of this publication may be reproduced in any material form, whether by printing, photocopying, scanning or otherwise without the written permission of the publisher, Total-E-Bound Publishing.

    Applications should be addressed in the first instance, in writing, to Total-E-Bound Publishing.  Unauthorised or restricted acts in relation to this publication may result in civil proceedings and/or criminal prosecution.

    The author and illustrator have asserted their respective rights under the Copyright Designs and Patents Acts 1988 (as amended) to be identified as the author of this book and illustrator of the artwork.

    Published in 2010 by Total-E-Bound Publishing, Think Tank, Ruston Way, Lincoln, LN6 7FL, United Kingdom.

    Warning:  This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers.  This story has been Total-e-burning.

    INDULGE ME

    Kaenar Langford

    Dedication

    To my dear friends at Spa Excess, the real Indulgence. Jean, who always has another adventure up his sleeve for me, and Robert took me into an all-male world and showed me every nook and cranny. This book is really for both of you.

    To Dakota, Cindy, Jim and Carol, who thought the anthology was a great idea and wrote kick-ass stories for it. Thanks for the ride!

    To Claire, who backed Naughty Nooners and made it happen.

    And as always, to Janice, my incredible editor.

    You bring out the best in me and I’m so very grateful.

    Trademarks Acknowledgement

    The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

    Elbow Grease:   B. Cummins Company, Inc

    Happy Together:   Music and lyrics by Garry Bonner and Alan Gordon

    Chapter One

    Meet me at Indulgence. Noon today. I want you naked in the Wet Area.

    Keane’s heartbeat speeded up as he clutched the note in his hand. No need to look at it again. He knew the contents by heart. Too keyed up to sit, he strode to the door of his office and yanked it open.

    Who brought this note, Mrs. Sellers?

    Obviously startled by the unusually sharp tone of voice, his middle-aged secretary looked up from her keyboard. I hope I didn’t do anything wrong, Mr. Daniels. It was one of those bike messengers. I signed for it and he left. Wasn’t that all right?

    Keane shook his head and forced a smile. That’s fine. I just wondered who’d delivered it, that’s all.

    Of course. Mrs. Sellers acknowledged his acceptance with a nod of relief and got back to work.

    Keane shut the door and crossed to his desk. He dropped into his chair and smoothed out the paper, wondering who had issued the invitation. No, not an invitation—a command. Who had demanded his presence at Indulgence? He’d only been to the place—one of the largest gay spas in Toronto—a few times, but somebody knew him well enough to be able to pinpoint his favourite spot in the luxurious bathhouse.

    Could it be someone here at work? he wondered. Although he’d never hidden the fact he was gay, Keane had also never gone out of his way to advertise it. Marquette and Associates was a very well-respected architectural firm that had designed some of the more famous buildings that graced the city. The group had a world-wide reputation, their designs having won various prestigious competitions and awards. Keane enjoyed working for them, especially for Rayche Marquette, the head of the company.

    Just the thought of his boss made his cock stir. The first time he’d seen him, he’d almost lifted out of his chair. He’d been afraid his erection would elevate the table, he’d been so aroused. Mr. Marquette had been nothing but professional during the interview, never giving any hint he was aware of Keane’s interest or that he returned the sentiment.

    So Keane continued to secretly lust after his boss. And what gay man in his right mind wouldn’t hunger for him? he thought.

    Before he had a chance to pursue his wayward contemplation of Mr. Rayche Marquette, a couple of sharp raps at the door had him quickly shoving the note into the nearest drawer and flipping open the top folder from a haphazard pile on his desk.

    As usual, Rayche walked in without waiting. Keane was never sure if that was his custom with everyone or whether the man just liked to catch him continually off guard. He sometimes imagined what might happen if Rayche dropped in one day to find him stretched out, naked, on the long couch in his office. And who could blame him for thinking like that?

    ‘Tall, dark and handsome’ might have seemed like a corny cliché, yet those

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