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pants. When he came up with the condom, he took hold of Dylan s cock and began
stroking him sensually while he ripped the packet open with his teeth. In a few strokes, he
had the condom out and worked it into his play.
You re really quite good at that, Dylan observed, arching into Josh s touch.
Thank Ben. There s no reason an unfortunate necessity should also kill the mood.
It was hard to speak, knowing what was coming, knowing the amazing feel of Dylan
stretching and filling him that was only moments away.
Seems I owe Ben a lot. Josh was pleased to see Dylan having the same difficulties
he was, his voice ragged, his eyes focused on Josh s hand, his fingers digging into Josh s
hips as he struggled against pushing things faster. Josh wouldn t have minded if he did,
but he was glad to get to do this on his own. There would be no doubts that this was
exactly what Josh wanted.
He shifted forward, coming within an inch of kissing distance of Dylan s handsome
face, adjusting his hips to prepare for Dylan s entry. I don t really care about Ben right
now, do you?
Tipping his head to the side, Dylan tongued Josh s lips into a short, brutal kiss. Ben
who?
Exactly. Grinning, Josh positioned Dylan and steadily sank down, muscles
relaxed, welcoming the intrusion.
Christ. Dylan s curse echoed Josh s feeling. Even after having come twice, the feel
of Dylan s cock was enough to make his own jerk in response.
It turned out to be the last coherent thing either of them said for quite some time.
Afterward, Dylan didn t let him go, curling them up on the couch in the half-light
filtering in from the front hall, holding Josh and toying with his hair as the two of them
came back down.
I definitely have no problem with you on top, Dylan finally said.
Josh chuckled. Thought so.
It was comfortable, lying in Dylan s arms like this. It was unusual enough. Aside
from his time with Ben, none of his partners had been all that interested in lingering
afterwards. Dylan s heartbeat and steady breathing lulled Josh into a comfortable half
sleep.
This is nice, Dylan said softly against Josh s hair, echoing his sentiments.
Yeah.
Dylan sighed, and it wasn t a completely contented one at that.
Shifting, Josh propped his chin up on Dylan s chest to peer up at him. What?
You ll freak out. At least he sounded mostly amused.
Now you have me curious.
I could get used to this.
Josh frowned, then rested his head back on Dylan s chest. I think that s been my
hold up. So could I.
Dylan kissed the top of his head. Good to know I m not alone in this.
This was supposed to be a one-night stand.
Funny how these things work.
You re okay with that?
Dylan shrugged. It is what it is, Josh. I can t make it more or less than that.
What, no fire metaphor?
Maybe later when all the blood has returned to my brain.
They both laughed, a comfortable, relaxed humor shared between lovers.
Chapter Eight
Josh woke the next morning to the pleasant warmth of Dylan wrapped around him.
Dylan didn t seem like the cuddling type, but Josh wasn t complaining. It was a good
change of pace after too many fuck-through-the-night-and-slip-out-before-dawn
encounters. He really could get used to this.
Dylan s lazily roving hand indicated that he wasn t as sound asleep as Josh first
thought.
Josh caught it reluctantly. I have to go to work. Last night s fire, remember?
Even still half asleep, Dylan smiled. Hard to forget that.
The memory alone was enough to bring Josh s already interested cock to full
attention.
Dylan s laughter rumbled through him. I m beginning to think you re insatiable.
Grinning, Josh had to agree. You might be right.
If you have to work, I have to work. The question is, when do they expect you?
Eight thirty. Josh craned his neck to peek at the time. Quarter to seven. I don t
suppose you d be willing to wear borrowed clothes.
Somehow I think the difference in our clothing styles might be a little noticeable.
Dylan shoved himself up on his elbows. But I ve got time for a shower before I go.
That was good enough for Josh.
* * * *
You re in a good mood.
Josh looked up from the reports he was reviewing to find Charlie at the corner of his
desk, an amused, curious look on his face. Josh felt his cheeks warm but fought the urge
to look away. Yeah, I guess I am.
Well, that s good. You re too young for that cloud you walk around with all the
time. Who s the lucky person?
Now he did look back down. Don t ask, don t tell, remember?
Bullshit. You think I give a damn about that? If it s someone that makes you happy,
well, that s good enough for me.
Thanks, Charlie. That means a lot to me.
But you aren t going to tell me who?
Nope. Charlie might be open minded, but Josh knew there were limits.
Fine, be that way. Just keep up the good attitude and I ll be satisfied.
I ll do my best
Anything further he might have said was interrupted by the slam of the department
door. Dylan stormed through the desks, making a beeline for Charlie s office. A minute,
Grimes?
Charlie looked as surprised as Josh felt. Huh. Wonder what s up his skirt.
I don t think you should keep him waiting. Dylan had been implacable and
composed the entire time Josh had known him, taking any animosity in stride. For
something to set him off, it had to be big.
You know, I think that s the most emotion I ve ever seen out of that man, Charlie
said as he walked off. He sounded impressed.
Josh was more than a little turned on.
He went back to work, trying to concentrate on the reports in front of him, but the
longer Dylan was in Charlie s office, the harder Josh found it to focus. Every time he
glanced over, Charlie s face was stony, looking over the documents Dylan presented him
with, listening carefully to whatever it was Dylan was saying. When Charlie glanced
Josh s way, Josh was surprised to see the flinty hint of fury there. Finally the two of them
rose. I ll get this over to the police department. Background Investigations should be
able to put enough together for us to move forward quickly.
Great. I think we all want this settled as soon as possible.
Josh waited for Dylan to come over to his desk. Instead, Dylan left without even
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