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Daniel “Deke” Kane is a broken man, facing the end of his career in the FBI. He’s on desk duty after a botched drug raid left the suspects and two children dead. He’s got one chance to prove himself, or the only thing he’ll be investigating is the Help Wanted ads.
Ryan Griffiths has been on the run for ten years. Forced onto the streets when his father kicked him out, Ryan earns his living in other men’s beds. Finding his john dead in a hotel room drives him under the radar until a favorite clients gives him a chance at a safe, clean life. But Ryan’s relatively stable new world shatters when Deke Kane catches up with him.
When Deke’s tasked to take down a drug dealer with terrorist ties and a taste for the dark side of BDSM, his only chance to get close is the suspect’s interest in Ryan, and he convinces Ryan to become a confidential informant. In return, Deke offers Ryan immunity from his past. As Ryan falls under the drug lord’s domination, Deke finds himself falling for Ryan.
“Come here. Turn around.” Deke had Ryan stand so he could see his back. Up close in the light, he could see the welts were dark ridges. He could see welts along Ryan’s ass through the skintight shorts. “Ryan, when did this happen?”
“And you still have marks? Do you need a doctor? Petrov—”
“It wasn’t him. It was someone else.”
“I’ll kill him.”
“My hero.” The tone was playful.
“Another Dom. I botched the lesson on purpose. He punished me, and Petrov nearly ripped his arm off. Spent the next hour tending to me. Now Petrov doesn’t want anyone else to touch me. It’s a good thing.”
“Fucking crazy plan. You’re supposed to tell me what’s going on. Where did this happen? At Petrov’s?” Surveillance hadn’t reported that Ryan visited Petrov’s again.
“Here, on the other side of the club in one of the member-only playrooms. They don’t allow you in if you’ve been drinking.”
“Yes. And with Petrov training me, I’ll be at his place more. That’s what you wanted, right?”
“But not at this expense.”
“You should find a way to punish me.” Ryan grinned.
“I can’t exactly spank you now, can I?”
“How about a blowjob?”
“How is that a punishment?”
Ryan shrugged. “It depends how big your dick is.” He reached a hand out, and Deke caught it, smiling.
“Do you ever stop?”
“Do you ever relax?”
Deke stared at Ryan. “Sure.”
“No, you don’t. I don’t think you can. You’re always planning something or analyzing the results of your plan, or worrying about when the plan will work. A blowjob is something you don’t have to plan. Something you can just enjoy. Not something you need to do, or something you think you’re supposed to do. And not for someone else. Just for you.”
Ryan knelt down between Deke’s knees.
Deke put his hands on Ryan’s shoulders, stopping him from moving. “Yes, I can do something just because I want to.” He pulled Ryan in close and pressed his mouth to Ryan’s.
Ryan let out a little gasp and melted into Deke’s arms, opening his mouth.
Deke kept the kiss gentle to start. A first taste so sweet he had to have more. He increased the pressure on Ryan’s soft, full lips, which felt even better than Deke had imagined. And his tongue was velvety smooth as Deke’s touched and tangled.
The kiss went on for a long time, and when Deke let go, it was a feat of willpower. He was hard as a rock, and when Ryan stepped back, Deke saw he was in the same condition.
“Thank you,” Deke whispered, one arm still around Ryan.
“That’s all you wanted from me?” Ryan whispered back, voice breaking.
Ryan turned and rushed out of the room.
Deke sat on the couch, contemplating his desire. He wanted Ryan in a way he couldn’t understand. He didn’t just want to fuck the guy; it was something bigger, deeper, more complicated. He wasn’t quite sure what he wanted, but it hurt inside to think about him. Hurt worse to think about him with Petrov.
Ryan’s words came back to him: “That’s what you wanted, right?”
Ryan had given Deke what he wanted, and Deke felt like a monster.
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