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Christian hopped off the bed and stretched. “You promised me coffee. Once you offer me coffee, I want it immediately.”

David rolled onto his back, eyes roving Christian’s naked body greedily. “By all means, help yourself. I wasn’t going to make any for myself anyway.”

“Ooh, so I get to make it my way?”

“That you do.”

“Yes!”

Christian almost skipped toward the kitchen, where the delicious brew of the Gods waited. However, he hesitated as he watched David take his turn to stretch before getting out of bed. Christian’s groin stirred as he watched the man’s well-cared-for body on full display in the invading sunlight. Dark hair glistened on his stomach in a thin but bold line, and Christian could see just a peek of the dark hair that rested above the man’s cock. He knew all too well what the blanket was hiding, and for a moment, he was tempted to dive back onto the bed and help himself again.

David snorted, pointing to the kitchen. “Weren’t you about to make coffee?”

“What, like you weren’t just checking me out?”

“With an ass like that, how could I not?”

“And when you look as good as you do, all sleepy and sexy in bed, how can I not do the same?”

David smiled. “Because you have coffee to attend to. And afterward, we should probably take a shower.”

“To get clean or to get dirty all over again?”

“I suppose that depends on you, doesn’t it?”

Knowing he was dismissed, Christian turned on his heel, still grinning, and marched out of the room. Once more, he found his mind wondering what David would say. Christian wasn’t foolish enough to believe that he and David being something, dating seriously, and maybe falling in love wouldn’t be dangerous. The two of them were more than a couple of decades apart, and in reality, their positions made a romance very dangerous for both of them.

Yet, his mind couldn’t help but fixate on their few moments together. Something about being with David feltright. Somepart of him, his heart, if Christian wanted to be romantic, felt at home in David’s arms. The sex was mind-blowing, their conversations came easily, and they knew they could depend on one another when the going got tough. Maybe there were plenty of reasons to avoid a romantic relationship, but Christian also thought there were plenty of reasons to stick with it.

As he rummaged around to find the coffee, he felt an arm wrap around his waist and pull him back suddenly. Startled from his thoughts, Christian let out a small yelp as he felt his back collide with David’s front. He laughed softly as David’s other arm wrapped around his chest, keeping him in place so he couldn’t wriggle away.

“David! I’m trying to make coffee like you ordered,” Christian protested.

“And I come out of my room, finding you bent over in my kitchen. How could I resist?”

The growl in David’s voice was no longer because he was half-asleep. Oh no, Christian could hear the man was wide awake, and that was all desire in his rough voice. And if his voice wasn’t an indication, the press of David’s cock into his back certainly was.

Christian shivered. “We’re not making it to the shower first, are we?”

“No.”

With that simple word, Christian melted into David’s arms. Only then did he realize one of David’s hands was not gripping him but something else. A low gasp broke from him as he saw the familiar bottle of lube and the shiny wrapper of a condom.

“Damn, you came prepared,” Christian murmured, turning his head to kiss David as best he could.

“I might have gone back and grabbed what we needed,” David told him.

Christian succeeded in his attempt to kiss David, moaning softly as their lips parted. An idea blossomed in his head, and while he knew it was probably a bad idea to bring it up, he couldn’t help himself.

“Do you trust me?” Christian heard himself ask.

David pulled back, raising a brow. “Of course I do.”

“No,” Christian began, reaching down to pull the condom from David’s grasp. “Do youtrustme?”

David’s eyes lit up in understanding, his brow falling to a frown. “You...want to go without?”

It was one hell of a question to ask, considering he still didn’t know if they would be something serious. Yet, he knew damn well he trusted David to be honest with him if going bare was safe. On the one hand, he desperately wanted that display of pure trust between them and, hopefully, foreshadowing what would come when they finally talked. On the other hand, a far hornier side of his mind wanted to feel the general’s bare cock and to feel him come inside him.