Chapter 53

Daniel’s head tipped, giving Clark more room to work. “That’s what I’m afraid of, Clark. I don’t want…” He shuddered. “I don’t know. I don’t want to hurt you, either, if some of my reflexes do go off when I’m tired or have a bad day or just because I’m afraid. And, oh God, Clark, that does feel good.”

Clark slowly dragged his lips over Daniel’s neck. His fingertips teased their light caress lower—tracing the soft skin at the top of the cleft of Daniel’s ass and then over the cheeks. He reached under pillows to bring Daniel closer. “Don’t worry about it right now. I think I can weather your bad days or moods or reflexes. I know you, remember?” Clark kissed Daniel’s temple. “I won’t let you hide from me,” he whispered, and licked the pattern of Daniel’s ear with the tip of his tongue.

Daniel whimpered. “Please…yes, please keep looking.”