Will Marsden is a man on the run from his memories and his past. Steward of Denton Manor was a good position until Captain Dearne, the owner, lost the manor on the turn of a card. When the feckless Dearne is dumped unconscious and near death on his doorstep, Will grudgingly accepts an enormous sum of money to care for him.<br><br>Dearne regains consciousness but has no memories of how he came to be in the bed of a dark-haired, angry, but gorgeous man or how he came to be so badly injured.<br><br>When nightmares drive Dearne into Will’s arms every night, the attraction between them explodes. As Dearne battles with lost memories, he is forced to accept the fact that someone in his family wants him dead, and Will is forced to confront his past head on. Will the revelations uncovered manage to tear them apart?

Memories

“You are particularly beautiful here,” Dearne said and caressed both buttocks gently. He squeezed and kneaded and then dropped soft kisses all over them, paying particular attention to the scars.


“No more,” Will whispered, clenching his fists in the bedspread.


Dearne rolled him over and then lay on him, tangling their legs and rubbing their cocks together. “You are beautiful. All over. Call me Maxim.”


“Maxim,” Will whispered looking directly into his eyes, and then they were kissing. Frantically, and rubbing against each other. Will moaned and bucked against him, but then Dearne leaned away, ran his hand up the leg with the salve on to coat it, and then grabbed both their cocks in one greasy hand and pumped them hard. Will gasped, writhing in his arms, and Dearne continued his punishing rhythm until they were both rigid and the world crashed down on them.


Will’s arms were wrapped so tightly around Dearne, he wondered if he could just absorb him, keep him.


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