Sawyer Whitehead lost his master to a tragic car accident some years ago, and since then one opportunity after another has gone sour on him. Thoroughly convinced he’s cursed and a jinx to everything and everyone he touches, he refuses to officially become Day’s assistant because he knows that as soon as he does, something terrible will happen. He’s even more determined not to get involved with Day, despite his attraction, because it would kill him to be responsible for tragedy befalling the lovely man.
Day must convince Saw that he’s not cursed and that together, they can face any challenge that comes their way—in both their professional and personal partnerships.
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Master Day cupped one of his cheeks, holding his gaze. “I’m going to be fine. So are you. Take the leap with me. I want to bring you such pleasure.”
“You promise?”
Master Day stood and held a hand out to him. “I promise, Saw. I promise.”
It took everything that Saw had, but he reached out for it. Master Day drew him up and brought their mouths together, the kiss soft. Master Day’s hand remained wrapped around his, the other cupping the back of his neck, tilting him slightly as the kiss deepened.
Saw arched, their bodies rocking together, nice and steady. Groaning, Master Day tugged him even closer. He could feel the strong muscles, and the thick cock, hard at Master Day’s middle. There was nothing to do but shudder and press closer and push deeper into their kiss.
Master Day began to move, walking backward and bringing him along. They made it into the living area, then to the stairs.
“I think we’re going to have to stop kissing for a few moments.” Master Day licked Saw’s lips and rubbed their noses together.
“That’s probably true.” He didn’t need Master Day falling down the stairs.
Master Day kissed him again, then took his hand and led him up the stairs. They went quickly, Master Day clearly eager to pick back up where they’d left off. The upstairs was simple—a window and two doors.
“Like I said, tour later.” Master Day took him to the door at the end and they went in, the room large, but all he really saw was the king-size bed.
Master Day drew Saw right to it, then tugged him close again, mouth pressing against his. This kiss wasn’t easy, gentle. This one stole his breath and his good sense. Moaning, Master Day grabbed his ass, squeezing and pulling him close. It had been so long and it felt so good.
His cock was hard and aching, his balls full and tight.
Master Day began to unbutton his shirt. “I want to tear your clothes off and make mad love to you, but I also want it to last all night long.”
“Yes, Master.” Oh, he loved to be able to say that.
Master Day moaned at his words and pulled him close, kissing him hard once again. His eyes rolled up, his heart pounding strong and quick. Master Day kept kissing him, fingers fumbling with his shirt once again. It felt amazing to know he affected this man so much. Master Day opened his shirt, then tugged it off his shoulders, fingers moving to stroke him skin on skin. He swore he could feel tingles wherever Master Day touched him.He sucked in, his belly aching with need.
“Pretty baby.” Master Day stroked his abs, fingers tracing his muscles and leaving the tingles behind. Goose bumps broke out, the ache increasing. He hadn’t done this in so, so long.
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