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like a little boy. He slipped one hand into Damien s hair and caressed his scalp, wishing
that the tiny strokes alone could restore the damage he d done to Damien s trust.
Damien had worked his ass off to heal from his abuse so that he and Kaz could have a
full, loving relationship and that s how Kaz had paid him back. By abandoning him. If
he had three hundred years he didn t feel as if he could make things up to him.
Damien lifted away first and looked down at him. His eyelids were heavy, dreamy,
but the look in his green eyes was poignant. I don t care about what happened, Kaz.
Just don t leave me. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to Kaz s lips. He started to lift
away then seemed to change his mind, deepening the kiss instead of ending it.
Kaz closed his eyes and savored the taste and feel of Damien s soft lips, the tender
love and devotion that came through in his touch. He caressed Damien s back in long,
slow circles. Touching Damien had always been his favorite thing to do in the whole
world, aside from licking, kissing&
Wanting to feel Damien again, he slid his hand to Damien s cock, palmed the
smooth hard shaft.
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Damien caught his breath and closed a hand gently over his. He pulled from their
kiss and looked down at him. Save that for later, he said softly. Just before bed. Just
before we fall asleep together.
A sweet shiver passed through Kaz and he experienced that melting sensation
again. Yeah, he needed to stay with Damien, to hold him all night if he could, no matter
what else was going on.
A smile tugged up the corners of Damien s sweet lips. In the short time since Kaz
had met Damien coming out of his classroom, Damien s face was transformed. The
sparkle had come back into his eyes.
Kaz reached up and touched Damien s cheek. He wished so badly he could reverse
time. If he could, he d not have done anything to take that sparkle out in the first place.
Hey, Damien said. He clasped Kaz s wrist then wriggled off his lap. It s time to
see what moves you got, mister.
Kaz smiled. He d forgotten the reason he was here in the first place. He stood up
and pulled up his briefs and jeans. Yeah. Here, I ll get dressed again just to get
undressed.
Damien laughed. He d already slipped his bikinis and slacks back on, leaving his
shirt off and took Kaz s place on the chair. Tuck your t-shirt in too. Best to practice all
of it.
The music played in the background. The current song was ending and when the
next one segued, Damien pointed to him. Start with this song. Remember what I said.
Take a deep breath and let the music flow through you. Then strip.
Damien suppressed a smile. Kaz had that look he always got on his face when he
felt self-conscious. Which wasn t often, but did happen. Just remember, take it easy.
Don t do anything that you can t do while grinding your hips.
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All right. Kaz stood quietly, eyes dark with concentration. His large hands were
curled into fists. Damien looked at them and took a deep breath. Those fists had saved
him from getting raped thirteen years ago. He still saw Kaz as a kind of protector, even
after the way he d bailed. Unclench your hands, Kaz. Too much tension in them.
Kaz released the fists and shook his hands out. He looked down at Damien, his
expression nervous. Their gazes locked for several seconds and Kaz s chiseled features
relaxed somewhat and a grin teased at his lips. I feel like a jerk.
Damien let his gaze travel down the length of Kaz s body, over his broad chest,
tapered hips, bulging thighs clearly outlined in his jeans, then back up, over his
muscled forearms dusted with soft black hair. Kaz s broad shoulders stretched the
white material of his t-shirt. Damien s cock twitched. You sure don t look like a jerk,
he said. You re hot as hell.
Kaz chuckled. You re prejudiced.
Damien grinned. I have firsthand knowledge.
Now Kaz laughed. His tension seemed to break and he began to move his hips. He
was a pretty good dancer to begin with so Damien wasn t worried about Kaz getting it.
Within moments, Kaz had a sexy wind going. Those slim hips moved in delectable,
erotic circles that made Damien s head swim and his erection push against his bikinis.
Now, he murmured, though his throat had gone dry. Undo the button and fly of
your jeans.
Kaz s hands went to his jeans. Damien saw Kaz lose the beat for half a second then
pick it up again as he undid the button. The spirit of the dance seemed to catch Kaz up a
bit and he grinned as he went for the zipper and moved it up and down in a teasing
way.
Damien s mouth began to water. That s right, he breathed. You re getting it. He
leaned back in the chair to ease the tension on his cock. Damn, maybe Kaz had gone
into the wrong profession. He should have been the stripper. He was a meaty stud, the
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kind most guys went for, not to mention he also had that irresistible tough-outside-
tender-inside thing going on. Now, pull the shirt out and hold onto the hem.
Kaz took instruction well. He eased the hem of his t-shirt out of the open jeans,
giving Damien a tasty glance of his flat lower abdomen and the cock-hardening trail of
dark hair that ran from his navel down into his pubic hair.
That s it. Lift the shirt very slowly. Give an inch-by-inch view of the goods.
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