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

“Aaaah…nnngh!” Daniel sobbed. “Oh Lord, Clark…please…I…God…”


With a chuckle that broke into a moan, Clark continued working Daniel over with unrelenting hunger, and it wasn’t until the tone of Daniel’s cries took on notes of desperation that Clark finally had mercy. Withdrawing his tongue, Clark licked a long, painfully slow line up to Daniel’s tailbone. Clark shifted on the bed, hands holding Daniel still.


Panting, Daniel waited while Clark grabbed a pillow. Clark turned and manhandled Daniel until his back pressed against Clark’s front. Daniel kept his hands between them, and he helped Clark as much as he could. He lifted his head for the pillow, shifted when Clark’s leg slipped under his knee, and leaned back as Clark’s arm hugged him. Clark’s other arm slid under the pillow to brace on Daniel’s chest. Daniel sighed, reveling in being so held, and he spread his palms to touch as much of Clark’s skin as possible.


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