Chapter 36

Brock took a few seconds to regard his lover—bent legs held in the air,blissful dazed expression on his face.Brock just had to kiss those lips.

“Sorry,darlin’,”Brock said,once he’d pulled back.

Calvin blinked at him.“You never need to apologize for kissing me.”

For that Calvin got another kiss.Then Brock went in search of protection and lube.

“Brock?”Calvin asked when Brock had found what he was looking for.

“Yeah,darlin’?”Maybe‘My knight’didn’t quite fit all occasions.

“Would you wear your Stetson?”

Brock was confused.“I often wear it.”

“No,I mean,now.While you make love to me.”

Brock felt his eyebrows rise.“Why?”He immediately realized that was a dumb question.“Uh,yeah,sure.”

“And one of your western belts,too.”

“But I’m not wearing pants.”

Calvin snickered.“Don’t need pants.Just need you,your hat and your belt.”

Brock shrugged.“My kinky knight.”Huh,maybe the name has its uses after all.