A New Deal

It's been a year since Clark and Daniel found one another, and the bartender and the professor have found harmony.<br><br>However, Clark's work for Lucian Gray, the New Amsterdam Mayor's son and leader of an underground vigilante network, still continues, and it isn't without danger. Clark knows it's only a matter of time before the risks become too great for Daniel to bear, and his prediction comes true when a BDSM scene turns into a captive discussion.<br><br>What happens when the men must balance life's passion with true love?

Kelly Wyre · LGBT+

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9 Chs

Chapter 7

“I’m going to come back down,” Daniel warned, and the blows fell in reverse order: chest to stomach to outer thigh.

Clark tensed and bucked into absolutely nothing. The split second of sheer hatredwas overwhelming, and Clark’s mouth disconnected from his brain. “Oh, God, Sir. Fucking hell and…I…yeah…n-no, just…” Another pair of hits, harder, undeniable, and Clark rolled his forehead against his arm. He wanted so damned badly, needed and burned, and gravity didn’t seem to be working right. He tightened around the dildo up his ass, and couldn’t keep his loud whine to himself. Rushing headlong toward the cliff that he’d seen so many times, Clark wanted nothing more than to leap. He knew he could and Daniel would be there, but there was still the last-ditch scramble for sanity and brakes.

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