Chapter 5
David wasn’t nearly as high as he’d wanted to get, but then again, he’d never expected Vince to track him down. His first thought when he’d seen him filling the doorway had been sheer terror. Vince wouldn’t have come for him if he wasn’t angry. Then he’d taken a good look at the man’s face, and even with his head floating somewhere above his body, he could see straight through the hard mask.
Any fears he might have had fled with the firm proof of Vince’s arousal. Vince wanted him. David wanted Vince. The math seemed pretty damn easy then.
But as Vince tore through the streets of Vegas to get back to the Thunderbird, some of David’s euphoria began to wear off. He could still taste Vince’s come on his tongue, and his lips were still bruised from the fierce kiss he’d gotten after
