“That’s it, baby. You feel so damn good.” Nose
buried in the crook of Cam’s neck, Paul inhaled deeply. The combination of
sawdust, lacquer, and Cam’s unique scent hit him like a ton of bricks. Blood
rushed south. He was going to come sooner than he wanted to, but they were just
getting started. Once wasn’t going to be enough today. A slow burn started in
the small of his back and quickly grew into a flash fire that threatened to
consume him from the inside out.