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his efforts with a
low growl.
    “Clever boy. You always know how to turn me on.”
    Before Noah could take a breath to remind his lover he was
not a boy, the guy pushed him around and down. Caught in those strong arms, he
had no fear of falling, and when his back hit the changing bench, he opened his
eyes to see Sev looming over him. The expression on the man’s face was fierce,
as if he were set on devouring Noah. The look sent a hot burst of pleasure
through his body. He felt desire in an almost frightening way, yet he was
anything but afraid. His cock strained out from his body, as hard as it could
be. A pearl of pre-cum glistened on the tip. His breath came out in harsh
pants.
    Sev gazed down at Noah’s arousal and smacked his lips. “I’m
going to swallow you whole, boy.” The word was an endearment. Noah smiled in
invitation and spread his legs wide enough for them to dangle over the sides of
the bench. Sev slowly straddled the bench, too, facing Noah. Their knees
bumped, and Noah’s cock jumped at even that casual contact. Their gazes locked
while Sev’s hands cupped Noah’s inner thighs, thumbs kneading the flesh as they
slid upward. The simple touch had Noah panting. His hips jerked up, but Sev’s
hands kept him down.
    “Easy,” he soothed in his deep, masculine voice. “I’m
getting there.”
    Noah closed his eyes on a groan and focused on Sev’s touch.
“Ah,” he grunted as his balls were fondled by those same thumbs. A smooth, wet
tongue replaced first one of Sev’s hands and then the other, tracing the skin
from the knee up to the junction between Noah’s leg and cock. His breath
hitched with each lap and deserted him entirely when his cock was consumed by warm
wetness. A soft tongue lapped the underside of his erection while strong lips
tugged and sucked. Sev took him deep into his throat, milking Noah faster and
faster toward a climax. He entwined his hands in Sev’s hair. His hips bucked
up, driving his cock deeper into the other man’s hungry mouth. They pumped up
again as his hands pressed down on Sev’s head. The climax built higher and
stronger. He couldn’t be gentle. Somewhere inside him, he knew he didn’t have
to be.
    Sev’s lips, tongue, and throat worked Noah’s cock without
mercy. His fingers squeezed Noah’s tightened balls. Sev slid a finger up into
Noah’s ass just as Noah had done hours ago to Haley. Yet it was a mere fleeting
thought as the added pressure caused the orgasm to burst forth. With a keening
cry, he yanked at Sev’s hair and arched his back. The cum spurted out in spasms
that shook his whole body. Still, his cock remained embedded within Sev’s
welcoming mouth that rode out the climax and sucked him dry.
    When he was done, he relaxed against the bench and let his
arms and legs hang limp, his eyes closed. Sev released the softening cock, but
his hands once more clasped Noah’s thighs, his thumbs once more giving a gentle
caress. This time, however, the touch was soothing, not arousing. And as Noah lay
there sated, happy, but still unable to remember who he was, he knew one thing
at least. He was wanted.

Chapter Five
     
    Haley fought to keep her eyes and mind focused on the video
she was supposed to be scrutinizing for suspicious activity. It was damn hard.
With only four hours of sleep holding her up and a too-chipper Severin across
the table driving her crazy, scenes of happy tourists milling about the Faneuil
Hall Marketplace held little interest. Reviewing the footage taken by
operatives at various likely targets was simply another long shot effort among
dozens of others to figure out the terrorists’ big plan. What they needed was
Noah to get his memories back, and that little miracle hadn’t happened yet. Her
failure to fuck them back into his head grated on her even though her logical
mind told her the plan had been merely another long shot. She shouldn’t feel
guilty it hadn’t worked.
    And it might work still, she assured herself. Or, maybe