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and Danny realized he d just climaxed. His own climax was building rapidly and with a few
more strokes the explosion came, emanating from deep in his groin. The sensations shook
him. He squeezed his eyes shut, feeling his seed fill Dave s tight passage. His hands clenched
Dave s hips until the last wave had passed.
With their bodies still joined, Danny bent over Dave again, locking his arms around
him, pressing his lips into the dragon. Dave s chest heaved under his hands and Danny felt
Dave clasp a hand over Danny s, rubbing his knuckles in a tender caress. Slowly, he felt Dave
lowering his body onto the mattress, bringing Danny with him.  Stay like that, Danny, he
whispered.
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Happy to obey, Danny rested, the length of his body on top of Dave s. He rested there,
loving the feel of Dave s warm hard body against his, Dave s back rising and falling against
his chest. The tiny movements rubbed Danny s cock, still buried deep inside Dave. The
intimacy was sweet, intoxicating and Danny wished he could stay like this forever.
Gradually, however, his erection softened and he slipped out of him.
Dave turned over and reached out for him. Danny collapsed gently into his arms. Their
bodies were damp and their bare skin fused together. Dave s musky scent permeated the air,
increasing the languor that was overtaking him. Dave nuzzled his cheek.  I hope that was
good for you, he said softly.  It sure as hell was for me.
Danny cupped his damp cheek, testing the heaviness of red-gold stubble under the pad
of his thumb.  It was incredible. Thank you.
Dave s lids were half-closed. His freckled skin was flushed, his lips full and pouting
from arousal. He leaned in and pressed his mouth to Danny s, lingering. He slipped his
tongue in and lazily tasted him. Finally he pulled away and smiled.  Anytime.
Danny looked at him.  Don t you want to do that to me?
Dave s smile faded.  You mean ... get on top of you? Penetrate you?
Danny nodded.  Yes.
Dave shook his head.  No. Thank you. It s one thing for you to do it to me. I m ...
well ... ready. I don t want to hurt you.
 I don t think you would hurt me.
Dave s hand moved over Danny s hair and Danny sensed a strong protective streak in
the other man.  Maybe in the future, but not now, okay?
Danny nodded, acquiescing.  Okay.
Dave kissed him again.  How do you feel about going back to sleep?
Danny s heart melted at the question.  I feel good about that.
 Great. I ll be right back. Dave rolled to his side and rose from the bed. Danny
watched his tall muscular form, his broad back with its dragon tattoo flexing as he made his
way to the bathroom.
Danny s heart fluttered and his body still sang from the intimacy of moments before.
He glanced at the clock on his bedside table and smiled to himself. By the looks of things, he
wasn t going to be up to go help Meg open the store.
Yes ...
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Chapter Eight
Rid of formalized wisdom and learning people would be a
hundredfold happier, rid of conventionalized duty and honor
people would find their families dear, rid of legalized
profiteering people would have no thieves to fear. These
methods of life have failed, all three, here is the way it seems to
me: Set people free, as deep in their hearts they would like to
be ...
-- Lao Tzu
Something moved against Dave, pushing him from sleep into the haze of half-
consciousness. His sleepy gaze fell on dark, ebony hair. Danny s hair. The drowsy
remembrance made him smile and he opened his eyes wider.
Danny was still in his arms in the same position they d fallen asleep in.
Dave lay still, feeling the pleasant weight of Danny s wiry muscles against his own. He
watched the way his breath stirred a wisp of Danny s hair with each exhalation. Danny s
scent of light musk mixed with fresh laundry filled his nostrils with each inhalation.
Mmm. He was in heaven, if there was such a thing.
Danny stirred in his sleep. As he did so, the lower part of his body brushed Dave s
groin. Of course, Dave s cock stirred to life, ready for more. He continued to lie still,
however, finding simple pleasure in holding Danny as he slept, listening to his gentle
breathing. Danny was all man, but Dave couldn t help feeling that part of his new lover was
so childlike, so innocent. So ... loving.
An ugly, niggling doubt arose in him. How could he possibly be worthy of such an
honor? He d had that kind of loving trust one other time and he d failed it. Horribly. He d
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never stopped believing that John might be alive today if Dave had interfered more
insistently about John s getting clean and sober. He never could lose the feeling that if he d
been more insistent, maybe threatened him with breaking up, John might have actually been
able to get treatment. But Dave could never have left him, not for a second. Rationally, he
knew that John had always been unhappy. He knew, himself, being abused by your own
father was cause enough for depression. But for John, knowing that his father would hate
him even more for being gay, well, that had made John even more prone to suicidal
tendencies. He even suspected John s parents, either his mother or father of ... well ... worse
than just hitting him. Someone as sensitive as John had been could never get it into his head
that it was his old man s problem he was a drunk, abusive prick. Not John s.
Dave glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was after eleven. Damn. He couldn t
even remember the last time he d even slept much past six o clock. This morning was the
most relaxed he d felt in what seemed like forever. For the first time in so long he felt safe
with someone. Danny was incredibly kind and gentle, the type of person Dave had given up
believing existed until the other night.
Strange. Dave got the sense that Danny was what John could have been, with the right
person to guide him, to protect his beautiful sensitivity. Dave had been wrong in the way
he d gone about it, letting John follow him into the force. Just because John had been a [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]