As an artist in NYC, Calvin Shumacher finally has the life he's always wanted. In fact, only one thing can get him to come back to Illinois -- his father's funeral. All he wants is to bury his dad and hightail it back to New York, but a sniper at the graveyard puts those plans on indefinite hold.<br><br>So does Matthew Soto. The gorgeous gunman who speaks of monsters wearing human faces. And predicts there won't be a body for police to find.<br><br>Calvin doesn't know what to think when Matthew claims he didn't do anything wrong. All he knows is that this man's haunted eyes seem to pierce right into his soul. But as each of Matthew's assertions comes true, Calvin slowly realizes this killer could be the only thing standing between him and an unspeakable evil ...

Walk Among Us

Strokes became longer, deeper, more of Matthew’s length exposed to the warm hotel air every time. Matthew shifted beneath him, presumably to alter the angle of their kisses, but the next time Calvin took him, there was a difference in his trajectory, the slightest fraction of an angle that changed his entry. The tip of his cock brushed along Calvin’s prostate, but then it was gone again. It left behind an electric trail that went straight to his balls.


The second time, his cock jerked. Hair scraped across the sensitive tip, which only made Calvin groan aloud.


The third time, he tightened around Matthew’s length. Matthew reacted as if he’d been shocked, driving into Calvin’s channel with more force than he’d thus far exhibited. His teeth caught at Calvin’s lower lip, and his kisses grew ferocious.


Chapter 27