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. Clay's rapid breathing and huge eyes shook him out of his sudden attack of dominance.He paused and rubbed Clay's arm."Isthis okay?""Fuck, yeah," Clay breathed.Trent could see the words weren't for his benefit.Clay was as turned on by the idea as he was.Smiling, he finished tyingClay's wrists.He made the knot secure but not painful.Clay gave the bandanna a couple of experimental tugs, his breath quickening."Oh, God." He closed his eyes."Touch me."Trent bent down and bit Clay's nipple just shy of too hard.Clay whimpered and writhed, his eyes falling closed."Keep them closed," Trent ordered.Part of him wondered where the hell his words were coming from.Most of him didn'tcare.It felt too good to seize control to question the impulse.Ready to make Clay scream, he kissed, sucked, and bit his way down Clay's torso, lingering over his taut stomach.When hereached Clay's groin, he licked a stripe along Clay's lightly furred balls.Clay tried to wriggle down, probably hoping to get Trent to suck him, but the bandanna stopped him.He groaned."Pleasedon't tease me.""I haven't even started yet, sweetheart." Trent sucked one round, tightening orb after another into his mouth.Before Clay hadtime to get used to that, Trent pushed his thighs up and went lower.At the first pass of his tongue over Clay's entrance, Clay gasped and stiffened."Oh, fuck."Trent had never been a fan of rimming, giving or receiving, but Clay's reaction hit him faster and harder than any drug.Helapped at the soft, wrinkled skin again, and again.Above him, Clay hissed and whimpered.Trent smiled, pointed his tongue,and pushed inside.Clay's hole was tight and hot, with a musky, clean male flavor that wasn't at all unpleasant.Trent moistened one of his fingersand pushed it in next to his tongue, opening Clay's body farther.By that point Clay was incoherent.He'd had enough prep, and more importantly, so had Trent.If he spent any more timegetting Clay ready, he'd pop the second he got inside.He pulled away and reached for a condom.He paused for a moment, caught by the sight of Clay spread out before him, bound, eyes closed, his cock standing straightup."Fucking sexy." He tore the condom packet open and sheathed himself.Clay's eyes slid open.His gaze held arousal, and also a sliver of doubt.Trent wasn't going to allow that."Close your eyes." When Clay obeyed, Trent kissed him quick and hard."You are thesexiest thing I've ever seen.Believe it."Any protest Clay might have made was silenced as Trent lifted his legs and pushed inside in one long stroke.They movedtogether, fast and hard.Each one of Trent's thrusts moved Clay's whole body up the bed.Clay didn't seem to mind.He criedout for more.Too much sensation spread through Trent's body.He grabbed Clay's straining erection and pumped it a couple of times.Clayhowled and spurted all over his stomach and Trent's chest.The sudden tightening of Clay's channel was all it took for Trent to come as well.He thrust through his orgasm, prolongingand expanding the feeling until he thought his whole body would fly apart.His dick pulsed into Clay again and again.Then it was over, and he collapsed onto Clay, drained.They lay there in silence for a few minutes.He knew they were sweaty and covered in cooling semen, but he couldn't bringhimself to care.Clay was warm and real and perfect beneath him.All he wanted to do was float. * * * *They spent most of the day in bed, sometimes making love, other times dozing together or talking.Trent didn't know whenhe'd started thinking of what they were doing as making love, but he knew he was in trouble.His chest ached every time hethought of the next morning.How could he give this up?But how could he not? While they talked, the subject of their home cities had come up.The wild, hopeful part of Trent thathad hoped Clay would say he lived in or near Chicago had been crushed when he said he lived in St.Louis.Three hundredmiles wasn't insurmountable, but the distance added yet another nail to the coffin of any vague thoughts Trent might have hadof continuing their affair beyond this trip.His job was the other big obstacle.It was time-consuming, stressful, andsometimes dangerous.He'd never been involved with a man before in any real way, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be now.Being outed at work wouldn't be great for his career.Clay had already dated his share of douche bags.He didn't need to add a stressed-out, closeted federal agent to the list.Hedeserved someone who could love him fully and openly, and not just one weekend every month or two.Knowing all that didn't ease the ache in Trent's chest.He glanced down at Clay, who had fallen into an exhausted sleep on hisshoulder after their third--or was it fourth?--round of the day.Asleep, Clay's face was younger.The feminine aspects of hisappearance were more obvious without the energy and hint of aggression he had when he was awake.Trent didn't mind.Theguys who'd thought Clay was too fem were morons.Clay was exactly who he was supposed to be, and he was beautiful.Trent slid down to the bed beside him and pulled him close.Clay smiled in his sleep and curled against Trent.The knot inTrent's chest wound ever tighter.He pressed a gentle kiss to Clay's temple and closed his eyes. Chapter 15The last morning they almost missed breakfast.Clay woke early from a fitful sleep.He got up and packed his things to go.Then Trent woke up and coaxed Clay back to bed, where he made love to him like a man possessed.He touched Clay likeevery touch was the last, which it was.It was slow and intense and heartbreakingly tender, and when he came Clay had tobury his face in a pillow to hide his tears.They ate breakfast in silence, surrounded by the loud conversations of the men around them.Nobody seemed to noticeanything amiss with Clay, something he was grateful for.He didn't want to face any well-meaning concern.He wouldprobably break down if anyone was kind to him, and he had promised himself he would not be clingy or emotional this time.Trent was going back to his life today whether Clay wanted him to or not.Clay wanted Trent's memories of him to be ofgreat sex and fun, not of a pathetic guy who got too attached and bawled like a baby when they went their separate ways.This time, he would keep his dignity.He held tight to that thought as they loaded into a van and headed for the airport
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