The last couple of days his mind had been filled with Rickson. Goddamn, that man knew how to use his hands. Pres just wasn’t sure he wanted to be labeled gay, or if he was willing to get sex from any damn body since it’d been forever since he’d been laid. It wouldn’t be fair to Ric to use him, ju...
He was sleeping like a rock when he heard a loud, piercing siren in his head. Damn. Did I forget to turn off my alarm clock? Ric pulled his plush down pillow over his head and squeezed his eyes shut tight at the irritating noise. His brain was too sleep deprived, and he was not thinking clearly. ...
He had confidence in his Master, he had to believe he would make it back to him safely. Ryker had to control his panic attack when he thought about losing his Master when he’d just found him.He fingered his collar while making his way back to Angel’s office.Ryker knew the police and detectives ha...