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“No.” Bailey’s mouth fell open, and he shoved Henri in the shoulder. “I’m saying that you’re a good way to expend any extra energy I might have.”

“Ah.” Henri leaned in and pressed a kiss to Bailey’s lips. “Well, I’m happy to be of service, officer. And how are you feeling right now? Still got some energy, or are you hearing the deep voice of slumber calling?”

Bailey chuckled as he licked his lips, the same sexy lips that had been wrapped around Henri’s cock not that long ago. “Nah, I’m not sleepy yet.”

“Hmm,” Henri said as he reached out and ran a thumb along Bailey’s lower lip. “Well, come over here. Maybe I can help you pass the time.”

Bailey scooted closer to the middle of the bed, and then cradled Henri’s face. He leaned over and grazed their lips together, closing his eyes as though savoring the moment.

The kiss was soft, sensual, and so fucking sweet that Henri felt himself falling headlong into the unknown. Their naked bodies aligned, and he reached for Bailey’s hip to draw him in that final inch.

As the kiss intensified, Henri shifted and rolled Bailey to his back and followed him over, and when Bailey spread his legs to let Henri in between, they moved as though they’d done this dance a million times before.

Henri rested his forearms on the pillow beside Bailey’s head, and when he raised his head to look down, Bailey’s blue eyes were sparkling.

Everything Bailey was feeling was right there in those light eyes. The arousal, the pleasure, the joy, and the trust.

Henri ran his fingers down one of Bailey’s cheeks, lowered his head, and whispered, “You’re too good for someone like me…”

Bailey shook his head as he wound his arms around him. “I don’t believe that, not for a second.”

The absolute faith in those words niggled at Henri’s conscience. “I know. That’s what makes you so dangerous.”

Bailey opened his mouth as though he were going to respond, but before he could, Henri took his lips in a soul-crushing kiss. He didn’t want to paint false pictures for Bailey, didn’t want to lie to him in such an honest moment. Henri had gone out of his way to make sure everything he’d said so far had been the truth. But this was one area he couldn’t pretend. He wasn’t good enough for this man, but he also wasn’t about to walk away.

Henri dove in and took a nice, long taste. He was slow, thorough, and by the time he was through, Bailey had a leg wound around his waist to use as leverage as he writhed underneath him.

Henri shifted a little to the side so he could wrap a hand around their erections, and as he began to work both of them, Bailey pulled his lips free and pushed his head back into the pillow. His eyes were shut as he thrust up into Henri’s hand. But when he bit down on his lip to hold back his shout of pleasure, Henri bent his head and scraped his teeth along Bailey’s jaw.

“What’d I tell you the last time we were together? Don’t hold back. I wanna hear how good you feel. I wanna know that I’m pleasing you.”

Bailey gripped the arm Henri was using to work their cocks, and as he began to really shove into the tight hole Henri was providing, he said, “No one’s ever pleased me more.”

Henri let go of them both, and as he lowered over the top of Bailey and nuzzled into his neck, Bailey wound his legs around Henri’s ass and began to move. He grunted and groaned in Henri’s ear, and when Henri took his cop’s lips again, the two of them began to make out like a couple of horny teenagers.

They kissed, sucked, and bit at one another, and when Bailey pulled his mouth free and said, “I need you inside me,” Henri pulled open the side drawer.

As he looked inside, he not only saw the lube but a new box of condoms. He picked it up and looked back to Bailey, who blushed.

Henri chuckled and grabbed both items, and as he brought a packet to his lips to tear it open, he said, “You didn’t make this purchase between point A and point B this morning, did you, officer?”

Bailey bit back a chuckle as he shook his head, and watched with avid eyes as Henri poured some lube into his palm and began to stroke himself.

“No. I stopped at the store after our date.”

As Henri moved closer, Bailey reached for his cock, bent his legs, and put his feet flat on the bed, and that was the best invitation Henri had received in years. He shifted between Bailey’s legs, looked down at where he was stretched out on his bed, stroking himself, and began to do the same.

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