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at the bar you couldn’t take your eyes off of,” Harper said dryly. “That Freddy. I think she’d be down for some fun, but you and I have to be on the same page before I ask her. I’ve been wanting her a long time. She’s really cool. You’d like her.”
    “I liked what I saw of her. And more than her body. She seems confident, good at her job.”
    “Does it matter that she bartends at a sex club?”
    “No.” And it didn’t. “But what are you asking me? If I want a permanent third? A sexual fantasy made real? What?”
    “I don’t know.” Harper shook his head. “Doc, you need to relax. Stop trying to get to the end of the story and enjoy the middle. You’re way too stressed.” He tsk ed. “Had any sex since Sunday?”
    Dylan did feel tense. “No. You?” He held his breath, waiting for the answer. For days he’d wondered if he’d made more out of their weekend than was warranted. For all Dylan knew, Harper often had marathon sexcapades with strangers. Though disappointing, he couldn’t rule out the thought.
    “Doc, I’ve been celibate for months before you. I don’t fuck around. One partner at a time for me. And I know we were a sudden thing, but I was hoping we could continue where we left off.” Harper rose to his feet and crossed to tower over Dylan.
    He slowly unbuttoned his fly and let his jeans part to reveal a mouthwatering erection. Jesus, no underwear? “How about you take care of this for me while I do you?”
    “Oh yeah.” Dylan stood, but before he could reach for Harper, Harper drew him into his arms and kissed him.
    The embrace both gentled and aroused him, and Dylan responded without thinking. There was tenderness in the kiss, even as Harper stoked him to a fervent desire, rocking into him with that steely erection while seducing with his tongue.
    He broke away and kissed across Dylan’s cheek to whisper in his ear, “I love kissing you. Makes me want to fuck you and hold you close at the same time. Romantic shit, and I’m not all that romantic, Doc.”
    Dylan shivered, caught in lust and what felt oddly like a climb toward love. Impossible to feel such deep affection for a man he barely knew, so he rejected the idea out of hand.
    He had to clear his throat to speak. “My bedroom is down the hall. And I really, really want to make you lose control just once.”
    Harper growled and plunged his tongue in Dylan’s ear, and that probing erection dug into his belly. “Maybe we can use your necktie to restrain you while I fuck you until you can’t stand. How about that for control?”
    “Bedroom. Now.” Dylan pushed past Harper and undressed on the way. Inside his bedroom, he turned to see Harper stripping down as well. Once naked, they moved to the bed and positioned themselves head to toe, reaching for each other at the same time.
    Dylan’s mouth found Harper’s cock just as Harper fondled Dylan’s balls. With tongues and teeth, mouths and hands, they explored each other. Dylan tried to hold out, but with so much going on in his life and having Harper close when he needed him, he couldn’t last. He tried to warn Harper but could do nothing but suck harder as he pumped into his lover’s mouth.
    Harper groaned and started swallowing at the same time he erupted over Dylan’s tongue. They stroked and caressed each other while coming down off their euphoric highs, and Dylan soon found himself in Harper’s arms, warm and comforted.
    Harper sighed. “Hell. That’s better than booze and a good cigar after a long day of work.”
    Dylan couldn’t help yawning. “You said it.”
    “Tired?”
    “Just enjoying my theta waves.”
    “Huh?”
    “Those are the brain waves that come out during intense pleasure.”
    “Theta waves.” Harper chuckled. “I like brainy guys. Who knew?”
    Dylan stroked Harper’s belly, smiling when the man’s muscles contracted. “What is your type, normally?”
    “I don’t know. Kinky guys, I guess. Guys who don’t mind experimenting. I