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“It’s perfect.” Tyler turned to Josh, his expression open and earnest. “You know glitz doesn’t matter to me. I just want to do work I love, with folks who care about something besides clickbait.”

“You will. It’s a pretty great gig, this place. And that charity is going to save so many kids.”

Tyler shrugged and scrunched his lips together as though he felt abashed. “I hope so.”

“I don’t need to hope. I know.”

Tyler came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Josh’s shoulders. “You okay?”

“I’m fantastic.” Josh leaned back into him, covering Tyler’s hands with his own. “I’m so glad you’re here,” he whispered.

“So glad I’m home.” Tyler hugged him tightly. In that moment, standing together in their office, the future felt bright with promise.

After a moment, Tyler blew out a breath and scrubbed a hand over his face. “Right. I should go check in at Nadia’s, anyway.” He gave Josh a rueful smile. “She only knows I quit. I need to let her know I got hired.”

“And Poops.” Josh was smiling too. “Take my keys. I’ll make it up to you.”

Tyler took them and pulled him in for one more searing kiss, then stepped back. He opened the door, checked the hall, winked, and sauntered out whistling. “Practice makes perfect.”

Chapter Twenty

TYLER WOKE up to Josh’s chest rumbling beneath him, his husky breathing sending a shiver through Tyler as he nuzzled into the warmth of Josh’s torso. His strong arms were draped over Tyler’s back, their bodies slotted together, and Tyler had never felt so protected, so cherished. His muscles still had a delicious ache, and his mouth felt sore and swollen with kisses.

The exhaustion from the previous night’s superhero binge faded as his cock twitched against Josh’s thigh in a sweet reminder of how rough and how tender Josh could be. Tyler smiled. Things kept evolving between them, and over the past six months, they had taken their trust to a whole new level—naked, sweaty, passionate, exhilarating.

In the best possible way, Tyler could no longer hide from Josh; he had confessed his desire to explore what was possible between them, to finally be with someone who understood him. Tyler had never loved anyone the way he loved Josh.

Tyler pressed his lips to the secret notch behind Josh’s ear, a weak spot he’d discovered and exploited as often as possible. He could get Josh from limp to leaking just by licking him there for a couple of minutes.

Josh murmured sleepily, “Mmmm….” and shifted to tug Tyler in tighter, hunching his hips absently.

The scent of sex and sweat mingled with Josh’s rich musk filled the room.

Josh’s powerful arm was warm and heavy on Tyler’s back, his muscular frame softened by sleep. Tyler’s morning wood pressed against Josh’s hip, hard and drooling. They were still connected, always connected. Josh’s naked perfection, the sweeping lines of his abdomen and broad shoulders, made Tyler’s mouth wet. He wanted to keep Josh pinned under him in these sheets forever.

Tyler grinned to himself. Still early yet. They didn’t have to be up for another half hour. He lifted one hand and grazed Josh’s chest until his nipples pebbled and peaked. Then brushed over his dick with the faintest of touches, till it stood stiff.

“Hmmh.” Josh shifted under him, opening his legs again, as if swimming toward consciousness.

The lazy, horny comfort of Josh’s surrender made Tyler’s dick flex. He couldn’t help it. He’d pounded Josh so hard last night they’d almost broken the couch. And then again in the shower before they made it to the bed. What was he supposed to do with Josh squirming and begging for him to go deeper, go harder, go rougher.

He’d lost track of time, burying himself as far as he could. They fallen asleep like that, his cock inside soaking in his own juice while Josh crooned at him. Just thinking about it, he got hard again.

The truth was, some nights he wanted Josh to hump him stupid, so hard he couldn’t think straight. Josh knew exactly where all his buttons were and had screwed him into a happy stupor more than once.

But then sometimes, like last night, he needed to claim Josh, possess him. Mark him with his mouth and his seed.

Josh’s dick pulsed, and a drip fell toward his perfect navel.

Tyler would have caught it with his mouth or licked it up, but he didn’t want to move too much.

Instead, he shifted himself, filling his hand with a squirt of oil and reaching down between Josh’s splayed thighs. The crease between Josh’s cheeks was still slick and his hole hot to the touch.

“Wuh.” Josh sighed under him.

Carefully, Tyler tickled and pressed, tickled and pressed, slowly pushing against the pink ring of muscle.

“Ohhhh. Yeah.” Josh pushed back, awake now and feeling the itch. “Ty. So good.”