Deepan vowed never to come back to Seattle after surviving the hell that was high school. Being a gay Muslim doesn't go down well with anyone. But the temptation of a better paid job in his hometown was too great, and now Deepan finds he's either brought a stalker with him or the stalker is already here. And things are escalating. When his only salvation lies in his former crush, Deepan finds his lust hasn't gone away. In fact, with time, it's only grown more intense.<br><br>Karl had a high-flying career as a baseball star until injury forced him out. Now he's a cop, and going back to school isn't what he has in mind when he's called to a scene where a former classmate has been murdered in the middle of their high school reunion.<br><br>It isn't until he learns Deepan might be at the center of the case that Karl discovers what he really wants out of life. And who.

Resurfaced

“You may want that, but I want something more.” His hand slid around Karl’s hip, pulling him close as he slid a finger into Karl’s ass. “I want that ass of yours. I want to cum inside you first. It’s all I’ve thought about all this time.”


Karl thought his heart was about to flatline. Off the leash, Deepan was something else. For someone who said he was a submissive, he certainly knew how to play the dominant partner.


“How have you thought about me?” He whispered, taking Deepan’s cock in his hand and stroking it. It twitched as he gently squeezed. “What ways have you thought about fucking me?”


“Every way I can.” Deepan groaned. “But this is my favorite.”


He spun them around so Karl was pressed up against the center counter. Then he turned Karl around, bending him over at the waist so Karl’s chest was on the counter. He tugged Karl back so his cock wasn’t pressed against the cabinets, and then Deepan was caressing his cock with certain, hard strokes that made Karl moan.


Chapter 30