Chapter 20

“Angel!” He pulled his arm across his mouth in a final effort to muffle his orgasm.

Angel began to stroke and suck faster, urging his release, luring it out from where it had been nearly forgotten. It was perfection, perfect black velvety perfection when Michael came. There was nothing, no nightmares, no memory, just incredible release.

He pushed Angel’s head down hard on his spurting cock and, even with his arm firmly across his mouth, he knew he called out into the night, adding his animalistic growl to the symphony that seemed to all but stop in that one perfect moment. They stayed as they were for several seconds, both unwilling to let the moment go. When Michael heard the sounds of the world return, he pulled away and Angel released him.

They looked at each other, both unsure of what to say. Angel broke the ice in his typically graceful manner.