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his cock. It felt so incredibly good to have Darren's hands on his body again, Graham
didn't think he would last very long. He might not even last long enough for Darren to
climb on.
At least, that s what Graham assumed Darren would do when the man moved
over top of him, straddling his hips. Graham's cock was trapped beneath Darren's body,
pressed up tight between Darren's thighs. He could feel Darren's hard shaft and silky
balls rubbing against him. That in itself was a kind of aching torture.
Darren lifted his hips. Graham grabbed the headboard with his handcuffed
hands and held on for dear life as Darren slowly lowered his body over Graham's cock,
impaling himself inch by glorious inch.
When Darren's body rested fully against Graham's, he froze in place and just sat
there, his head tilted back, his hands clenched in fists against his thighs. Graham didn't
know whether to move or stay still but the agony of waiting almost killed him.
By the time Darren finally lifted his head and planted his hands on Graham's
chest, Graham thought he'd pass out. Darren started out slow, barely moving his hips
up and down. Graham gripped the headboard tighter and tried not to thrust up into
Darren's tight ass.
He wanted to let Darren be in control of the action but he wasn't sure if he could.
The pleasure soaring through Graham's body as Darren fucked himself on his cock was
mind blowing.
Then Darren started moving faster and faster, his body coming down harder and
harder on Graham's. Graham felt sure he could hold off long enough to watch Darren
come but then Darren grabbed his cock and started stroking himself.
The site of Darren's flushed skin, his hand rapidly stroking his cock as he
impaled himself on Graham's cock, threw him right over the edge.
Just as Graham heard Darren cry out and drops of liquid splattered on his chest,
the heat building in his body ignited. Graham dug the heels of his feet into the mattress
and thrust up into Darren as he came, filling the man with his scorching release.
The haze surrounding his mind hadn't even cleared when Graham felt the
handcuffs open then Darren collapsed on top of his body. Graham wrapped one arm
around Darren's shoulders. He grabbed Darren's hand with the other, holding it against
his heart, the one place the man truly belonged.
Then he started hoping.
Chapter Ten
Darren's breathing slowly returned to normal. He could feel the warmth of
Graham's body against his from beneath him, the man's arms wrapped around him. His
hand tingled where Graham absently caressed him with his thumb.
Darren knew he had to be out of his mind to have sex with Graham again. This
would lead to nothing but heartache. But he'd needed just one more time with Graham;
at least, that s what he tried to tell himself.
"What's this?"
Darren glanced down and watched Graham's thumb trace the gold band on the
ring finger of his left hand. He sighed deeply. So, this was it. That period in time when
Darren knew everything came to an end.
"I'm married."
"Married?" Graham's body stiffened beneath Darren. "When in the hell did you
get married?"
"A month ago," Darren said then waited for the fallout.
"A month ago?" Graham shouted as he pushed away from Darren and sat up.
"You got married a month ago? Boy, you didn't wait long, did you? I was barely gone
two weeks and you fucking got married?"
Darren snapped. He slid to the side of the bed and reached for his clothes. Anger
tore through him like a fist to his gut as he quickly got dressed. Once he had his clothes
on and his shoes tied, he turned to glare at Graham.
"You know what? You don't get the right to be angry with me for getting
married. You didn't want me, remember?" he shouted. "You said, and I quote, 'people say
all kinds of things in the heat of the moment that they don't really mean'." Darren pointed his
finger at Graham's pale face. "So, you don't get to be angry with me because someone
else wanted me."
"Darren, you don't under "
"No, you don't understand. I waited a year for you to get your head out of your
ass and acknowledge that I meant something to you," Darren said. "When you
wouldn't, I knew it was over and I let you go, but you came back. You came back, not
me. You said you loved me and then you said you lied. So, fuck you, Graham."
"How's your husband going to feel about you sleeping around on him?"
Darren rolled his eyes. If only . . . . "My wife will understand."
"Your wife?" Graham yelled, his eyebrows shooting up to his hairline. "You
married a woman?"
"Why does everyone keep asking that?"
"Because you were gay."
"I'm still gay."
Graham crawled off the bed and got to his feet. He snickered and it wasn't a
pleasant sound. "I'll bet that goes over real well with your wife."
"Actually, Erin knew I was gay when she married me."
"Trying to fix you, is she? Does she think once you get a taste of her pussy you'll
give up dick?"
Darren seethed. He drew his arm back and punched Graham square in the face.
Graham stumbled back and fell against the bed, his hand coming up to cover his split,
bleeding lip. Darren leaned over until he was nearly nose to nose with Graham.
"No matter how you feel or what you think, you have no right to speak one word
against Erin," Darren said slowly, quietly. "She's the only thing that kept me alive when
you pushed me to the curb like a piece of trash to be thrown away. She gave me a
reason not to put a bullet in my head."
Graham's eyes widened. He looked shocked and strangely anguished. He
dropped his gaze as if he couldn't look Darren in the face anymore. Darren stood up
and took several steps back. He pushed his hand through his hair and growled loudly
before crossing his arms over his chest.
"I'm not going to do this with you anymore, Graham," he finally said. "I can't be
your dirty little secret anymore and you've made it more than clear that you will never
love me. I think it would just be best if we didn't see each other again."
"Then what was this?" Graham asked as he gestured to the rumpled bed.
"A goodbye fuck?" Darren asked. "Look, sex has never been a problem for either
of us. It's outside of bed that things get complicated. As long as we kept our
relationship between the sheets we were fine, but I can't do that anymore and you won't
agree to anything else. I need more."
"And you think you'll find it with a woman?"
"No." Darren chuckled sadly. "No, my relationship with Erin isn't about sex. Hell,
I've never even seen the woman naked. I doubt I ever will. I'm not her type and she
certainly isn't mine."
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