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whim and need. Maybe too much, he smiled to himself. If he
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and Victor could somehow be combined, they might make one
balanced, perfect man.
He pulled dinner out of the oven a tray of stoneware
bowls containing a riot of scents. It was take-out, he made no
secret of it, just taken out of the cartons. Good take-out from
a Thai restaurant nearby, not the nasty stuff they used to eat,
but Cody thought Vic would understand his desire to recreate
those dinners in the old apartment.
Vic wandered back down the stairs, looking much more
himself in sweats and a t-shirt. "I smell panang. God that
smells good "
He stopped in mid-phrase and stared while Cody fidgeted.
He'd pushed the oversized sofas out of the way, put
everything on the low coffee table with floor cushions to sit
on, lit two dozen candles and put on a Cocteau Twins album.
"Well? Is it okay?"
"Cody " Vic started and then shook his head in a helpless
way. Cody was surprised to hear how rough and raw his voice
sounded when Vic spoke again. "It's more than okay,
sweetheart. It's like coming home."
An odd way to put it, maybe, but Cody understood. He
took Vic by the hand and led him to the table, pushed him
down onto a cushion and knelt behind him for a few long
moments with his arms wrapped around Vic's neck, his body
pressed close to Vic's back, waiting until the big man had
caught his balance again.
He slid around and handed the bowl of rice to Vic, letting a
comfortable silence settle as they ate. Vic often felt better
after dinner. He skipped lunch most days and such a huge
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body running on empty would probably be like trying to boil
an egg without water.
"So how was your day, little man?" Vic said between bites
of pad thai. "Besides getting all this done."
"I got myself into a class," Cody answered nonchalantly.
Vic smiled, his first that evening. "That's good. How did all
that go?"
Cody wrinkled his nose. "It wasn't easy. They kept asking
if I was calling for my sister or my girlfriend. And some of
them didn't know what I was talking about when I mentioned
Dr. Simmons. One of them got really huffy with me about it
needing to be a 'safe environment' for women. Like I'm some
predator or something."
"I'm sure they're just doing what they're told, sweetheart,"
Vic said, though he frowned in dark disapproval.
"I know, I know," Cody nodded. "But then this woman,
kind of hard-voiced, like a drill sergeant, you know? She
takes the phone away from the girl and asks me a few
questions and signs me up."
"And you're all right with going?"
Cody shrugged. "I think so. We'll see after the first one. I
dunno. I've heard those classes can be pretty, um, intense."
He shivered and closed his eyes, a cigarette ruined voice
whispering in his ear.
"You all right? Cody?" Vic's voice was soft with concern, a
large hand wrapping around Cody's forearm.
"I'm ... I'm all right." Cody breathed and resisted the urge
to fling himself into Vic's arms. Tonight he was the pillar, the
rock. He could do this.
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Cody snorted out a laugh. "We're a mess, you know that?"
"Might have occurred to me once or twice." Vic shook his
head. "So. What's for dessert?"
Cody felt the heat creep up his throat, wishing for the
millionth time he didn't blush so easily. "You are, sugar
daddy. Wanna go upstairs?"
A slow grin blossomed on Vic's face. "I'm just following
orders tonight, remember? Lead the way."
Beside the bed, Cody slipped his hands under Vic's t-shirt
and slid them up along his ribs, taking the material along.
Few things excited him as quickly as that hard expanse of
dark-furred chest. He shivered, stopping to kiss a nipple
before pulling the shirt off over Vic's head. He undid the tie
on the sweats, worked the waistband slowly over Vic's
burgeoning erection and let them drop.
"Lie down on your back for me, baby," he whispered and
Vic bent his head down for a quick kiss before he complied.
Cody hesitated, his heart stuttering. Then with a slow
breath, he turned and fished the larger set of padded cuffs
out of the drawer. They were meant to be ankle cuffs but
Vic's wrists were so big. He took Vic's right arm in his lap and
buckled on the cuff.
"Cody "
"Sh, just relax." He fed the empty cuff around a couple of
spindles on the headboard and pressed Vic back with a kiss.
With a soft caress, he lifted Vic's free arm and buckled the
second cuff securely.
A muscle in Vic's jaw jumped, his eyes squeezed shut. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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