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close to throw a leg over Blake’s hip and an arm over his waist.
    “I usually am,” Blake chuckled, kissing Ty’s nose. “But what was I right about this time?”
    “This is way better than hanging off the bed with a nearly two-hundred-pound man crushing me. Although,” Ty said with regret, shifting his hips until their softening cocks came in contact, “I do miss certain crushing parts, Sir.”
    “If you can get it up again, it’s all yours, boy.” Blake replied seriously. Part of him hoped Ty would take the challenge, but it was a small part. The majority of him hoped Ty would just snuggle close and enjoy a little post-fuck basking, at least for a few minutes anyway.
    Ty laughed and kissed him. “I’ll give you a few minutes to bask.”
    Oh yeah, his boy knew him very well. Blake relaxed further, his body and mind content. “You’re so good to me,” he said, cradling Ty close.
    “That works both ways, Sir.” Ty sighed.
    “Yes it does,” Blake said, kissing the top of Ty’s head.
    They lay together for a long while, just listening to each other breathe, hands gently caressing backs and chests. If Blake ever had a shred of doubt creep into his mind about whether he and Ty belonged together, they were completely erased in moments like this. He knew Ty felt it too.
    Only one last obstacle stood in the way of them being completely whole and secure in each other, and Blake would go to the ends of the earth to remove it.

Chapter 4
     
    “I WANT to remind you once again, the chafing can be avoided by regular care. I’d suggest making it part of your daily routine.”
    Phone between his ear and shoulder, Blake scribbled more notes in the margin of the instructions in front of him. “Morning and night like clockwork, I can assure you. I’ve got some last-minute errands to run so I won’t be at the club when you drop it off, but Bobby is expecting you.”
    “Let Bobby know I’ll be there at noon.”
    “Shall do. Oh, and Jason?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Thank you. This means the world to me,” Blake said sincerely.
    “You’re welcome. See you tonight.”
    Blake ended the call and folded the instructions, slid them into the folder, and returned it to the desk drawer. Leaning back in his office chair, he scrubbed a hand over his jaw. Damn, he was nervous. Tonight was a night of celebration with a few of their closest friends. He tried to convince himself there wasn’t a damn thing to be anxious about, but his queasy gut and jittery heart obviously weren’t getting the memo.
    Pushing back from his desk, Blake went in search of his boy. Ty wasn’t the only one who would benefit from a day of heavy submission.
     
     
    T Y SAT silently in the passenger seat, eyes straight ahead, looking out the front window as they headed to the club. Blake doubted Ty was seeing the bright lights and commotion of the city as the car crept along the busy streets.
    He had kept Ty in heavy bondage, helping him find his headspace, and in turn it had helped Blake find his own. Ty’s brow had creased when Blake dressed him for the evening, but he never asked about the new harness. The heavily studded leather straps came over Ty’s shoulders in a V, connecting to a large O-ring, which in turn connected to the strap that encircled his muscular chest just below his pierced nipples. Another studded strap ran downward to another large O-ring that anchored the strap around Ty’s waist, and still another strap ran down to Ty’s groin, affixed to a heavy metal cock ring.
    God, Ty was magnificent in nothing but leather and silver studs, his heavy cock bound.
    It had taken every bit of Blake’s self-restraint to help Ty into his black dress slacks and silk dress shirt when all he wanted to do was throw his beautiful boy down on the bed and fuck him senseless.
    Soon. First they had an announcement to make to their staff.
    Blake pulled up behind the club and put the car in park before turning to Ty. “Tonight is a big night for us, boy.