Ten years ago, Maxwell you-can-just-call-me Clark thought he would spend his life as a military man. But his world turned into a nightmare when a suicide bomber destroyed Clark's career. It's been a long road to recovery, but now Clark finally has peace. His bar, Glow, is the place to be in the city of New Amsterdam; Lucian Gray, the son of the mayor, employs Clark as a confidential information man; and Clark’s side venture as part-owner of a BDSM club is quite the profitable release. Clark’s life is a good one, so long as no one gets too close.<br><br>Then a man walks into Glow who will forever change Clark’s rules and reality. Thinking Professor Daniel Germain is just another handsome face ripe for Clark’s kind of good time, Clark puts on his smoothest moves. When the professor turns him down, Clark goes on the hunt, and what he discovers shows him that even the deepest wounds can be healed by submitting to love.

Hearts Under Fire

Humming in tender approval, Clark smeared a kiss over Daniel’s lips. Daniel opened his eyes to try and capture Clark’s mouth, but Clark rumbled a noise and moved on. He caught Daniel’s unpierced nipple in his fingertips and rubbed deeply into the skin around it while he kissed Daniel’s jaw. The flesh hardened as Daniel’s breathing quickened, and Clark dragged his thumb across the skin in a flick that earned a gasp.


“Want more of you,” Clark murmured, and his voice helped Daniel just feel.


“Then take more,” Daniel whispered. “Please.”


“Love your arms like that,” Clark said, heat in the praise, and Daniel flexed, enjoying Clark’s weight and consciously keeping his hands out of play. “Love you under me like this,” Clark said over Daniel’s skin.


“And I love your mouth, your voice,” Daniel said. “I haven’t had anyone in me for a few years.” He took a shaky breath. “I don’t know what I’ll be like with you teasing me, but I’d love for you to try.”


Chapter 87