Chapter 19
Sean half expected to be woken in the middle of the night, but Dane must have been more tired than he let on, because Sean woke at four-thirty like normal, rolled over, and went back to sleep, all with Dane snoring beside him in bed. When he woke again at seven, though, Dane was gone. Sean yawned, pulled on a robe, and winced as he got up.
It was good they hadn’t had s*x again. His back felt raw, and Dane having f****d him hard while his ass had been clenching meant Sean still felt it now. It wasn’t painful, but it was noticeable.
And it kind of turned him on. s**t. He hadn’t thought himself the kind of man who would be so into something like that, but here he was, walking down the stairs to what smelled like French toast being cooked for him by a man with tattoos and a side
