I wasn’t real hot on sharing any more than I already likely did. That already messed with my head enough, that and the fact that he came at all, I let him come, then he made me come after which he came. I probably already shared with half of Denver, all of them getting their own private show. It was so fascinating I should sell tickets. Of course, there wasn’t except in my bedroom when he came to visit. Just my mystery man putting on clothes was like watching a badass, macho dance if there was such a thing. There was a rustle of clothes but other than that, silence.Įven as a shadow, I saw he had masculine grace. It was still dark when his shadow moved in the room. Then I felt his weight hit the bed, his body stretching out beside mine, he turned me into him, I opened my mouth to speak and before I could do the sane thing, his mouth was on mine.Īnd for the next two hours, I didn’t think at all. The sane thing to do.Īnd I was thinking of doing it, honest to God, I was. As silently as he came, he’d leave.īut this was the right thing to do. A moment where my mind said to close my eyes and open my mouth and tell him to go away.īut if I did, I knew he would. I had a moment like every moment I had when he showed. If this was true, it wouldn’t surprise me. It was so warm it was hot, like the blood that ran through its veins went faster than the blood of any average man. I felt the covers slide down my body then a hand light on the small of my back.

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