That night Rox and Dezi went into each other’s arms feeling as if they had no one but each other. As their bodies came together, their desire went from tiny whimpers of need to passionate moans, until Rox looked into Dezi’s eyes and said, “I hope all that’s happened hasn’t made you sorry that we’re together.”
A teasing ghost of a smile slid across Dezi’s face, and he said playfully, “Well, now that you mention it…”
Rox knew he was teasing, and he laughed. “Well, too bad, sailor, you’re stuck with me, so get on with it and impress the hell out of me with what you’ve got.”
“You’ve thrown out the challenge, so…”
Just then their eyes met, and Rox, with his luminous sea-green eyes, looked up at Dezi, and he visibly trembled when he thought of Dezi making love to him. He felt his breath stop
