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him tighten. Even through the condom he felt Morgan’s cock throbbing as he came.

Morgan stilled. He continued to hold him for a long moment, then lifted his head.

Julian looked into his eyes before Morgan kissed him and hoped what he saw in them was true. If it was, then he knew there would be many more nights like this.

Lying on his side, Julian woke to gentle kisses on his shoulder and a stubbly chin brushing against his skin. His eyes remained closed, but a smile rose to his lips. Morgan had stayed. He didn’t think Morgan was the type to dress and dash, but he’d thought that about others only to wake up alone. He shifted slightly, finding his body pleasantly fatigued. Soreness around his rim reminded him of their night together, not because Morgan had been rough with him, but because after the first time, they’d started again.

He’d never experienced anything like it, the intensity, the passion.

They’d held onto each other so tightly throughout it all, as if they couldn’t get their bodies close enough.

Julian reached back and sank his fingers into Morgan’s hair.

“Good morning.”

Morgan wrapped one arm around him and pulled him back against his chest. “Good morning.”

Morgan’s fingers lightly stroked up and down Julian’s chest, lulling him into total relaxation. “What time is it?”

Morgan kissed his neck. “Almost seven.”

Julian groaned. “Why are you awake at such an ungodly hour?”

“This is sleeping in to me. I hate to break it to you, but most people who aren’t lazy rock stars get up at seven or earlier to get to work.”

“Ah, is that what the common populace does,” Julian teased.

Morgan lightly nipped Julian’s shoulder.

Julian laughed and rocked against him. Morgan’s hard cock pressed on his ass, and he pushed back toward it. A husky groan from Morgan rumbled in his ear.

“Plus,” Morgan said, “I have to get home.”

Julian’s good humor dissipated. “I see.” He sat up, forcing
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Morgan to release him. “Well, at least you stayed to say good morning.”

Morgan caught the shift in Julian’s mood and gently gripped his wrist. “Hey, the only reason I have to go is I need to take care of my dog. You can come with me if you want to.”

Julian glanced back at him. “Your dog?”

Morgan gave him a warm smile. “Yeah. I also have an appointment later this morning with some guy whose picking up one of the pianos from the store, but that won’t take long and you can come with me for that. And if you want, I’ll help you move your cars into storage today. So…” he snatched Julian around the waist and tackled him back to the bed. Julian fell to his side, laughing. “Don’t think I’m done with you yet.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” Julian flipped onto his other side so he faced him. He cleared his throat, his voice followed hesitantly.

“Then, we’ll do things like this often?”

Morgan’s eyes narrowed playfully. “Are you asking me for a relationship?”

The slight smirk on Morgan’s lips told Julian he already knew what he was trying to ask. “You’re not going to make this easy on me, are you?”

“Actually I’ll make it very easy on you once we stop answering each other with questions.”

“Are you sure you didn’t teach grammar, not music?”

Morgan’s smirk broadened. “Another question, and one of avoidance.”

Julian huffed. “Fine. Yes, I’m asking you for a relationship, and to define what kind of relationship I’m asking for, it’s a committed one. Sorry, I’m not a middle of the road type of boy.

It’s either one night or all of them. Fuck and buddy are two words that don’t go together in my vocabulary. How’s that for specific?”

Morgan nodded slowly. “Much better. The use of fuck was a nice touch to show how serious you are. But, you still ended with a question.”

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Julian shoved him on the shoulder. “Which requires an answer! Did I pass or fail my speech, Mr. Chandler?”

Morgan smiled and cupped Julian’s cheek. “You passed with flying colors. Nothing would make me happier. I’m past the point in my life of getting kicks from flings and one-night stands. I want a commitment. I want monogamy. I want
you
.” He slid his head across the pillows to rest his forehead against Julian’s, his voice hushed. “How’s that for an answer?”

“Breathtaking,” Julian whispered, touching his lips up to Morgan’s.

Morgan grinned through the kiss. “Besides, you are my boss.

It’d probably be bad for my employment status to pull a hit and run.”

Julian gave him a light slap on the hip. “I’d never hold anything like that over you.”

“That’s good, but just so you know, I’m going to hold it over you that you still owe me a private concert. I blew thirty thousand bucks and all I got were two measly songs.”

Julian’s fingertips floated down Morgan’s abdomen to lightly caress his cock. “Only because you interrupted me.”

Morgan closed his eyes as a sigh of pleasure left him. “I guess that evens it out. I still want my concert, though.”

“And you’ll get it. I’ll play for you whenever you want.”

Morgan brought their lips together, a groan passing from his mouth to Julian’s. He pushed against him, rolling Julian onto his back. Julian wrapped his arms around him as Morgan eased on top of him. Morgan’s cock slid along his, and he rocked his hips in small thrusts, softly rubbing their hard flesh together.

Morgan pulled his lips from Julian’s to kiss down his throat.

He moved to Julian’s chest, licking and sucking at one nipple, tickling the other with his fingertips. A hushed moan left Julian.

He weaved his fingers in Morgan’s hair, relishing how soft it was, yet also savoring the scratchiness of Morgan’s stubble as he drifted lower. Julian’s heartbeat raced as he felt Morgan’s warm
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breath on his cock.

Morgan flicked his tongue over the tip, then sat up and slid up the bed to grab a condom from the pile on the nightstand.

He returned to his original spot and tore open the package.

As Morgan brought the condom to Julian’s cock, Julian closed his eyes, feeling him slide the cool latex into place. He hardly took another breath before the heat of Morgan’s mouth seeped through the condom. Strong suction pulled at his cock.

Julian gripped Morgan’s hair in two fistfuls. Morgan moved from base to tip over and over again; each time he reached the head he’d suck hard before descending back down the shaft.

Julian’s breath quickened. He writhed and thrust up to meet Morgan on each downward return.

Julian gasped. “I’m right there, I’m so close.”

He felt Morgan’s fingers clench into his hip as Morgan moved faster and sucked harder. The extra speed and force finished him. He let out a choked cry, everything around him fading as pleasure consumed him. Morgan continued to suck, then released him to carefully pull the condom off. He climbed off the bed, disappearing into the bathroom to throw it away. When Morgan got into bed again, as soon as his lips were in reach, Julian claimed them.

Morgan brought the kiss to a slow end, but kept his lips on Julian’s. “Do you feel up to doing more?”

“Absolutely.”

“You’re not sore from last night?”

“I am a little, but nowhere near enough to make me not want to be with you.”

Morgan’s breath left him in a husky groan. He kissed him once again, then rolled off him to grab the lube and another condom. Julian turned onto his side, putting his back to him.

Morgan tucked in behind him, laying kisses on Julian’s neck and shoulder as he brought his slicked fingers to his hole. Julian pulled in a sharp breath as Morgan’s finger entered him, then exhaled slowly. It amazed him how even though they were together the Keys to Love
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night before and he’d just climaxed, Morgan could make him instantly yearn for more.

After only a few strokes of one finger, Morgan added a second. He didn’t want to rush, but he was desperate to be inside him again. But then, even when he was inside him, Julian’s sensual movements made him desperate to come. The feelings Julian sparked in him were unlike anything he’d felt before. He’d had a few fairly long-term relationships, but even after being with someone for several months, his emotions weren’t as powerful as they were for Julian, after only a night.

He wondered if it was because he’d appreciated Julian’s talent for so long, but if it did play a part, he knew it was a small one.

He wanted to be close to him, but in more than just a sexual way.

That was so simple to do. He wanted the complicated things, knowing Julian’s likes and dislikes, learning his flaws and quirks, being able to read his thoughts from the look in his eyes. He smiled as he kissed the back of Julian’s neck. He would get the chance to learn those things now that Julian had confessed what he wanted. His mind still spun at the idea; Julian was his.

He heard Julian groan his name. He withdrew his fingers. He quickly swiped lube over his wrapped cock and slid up behind him. Julian stretched his top leg forward and pushed his ass back to him. Morgan pressed and thrust into him. He paused, his breathing already heavy. He started to sink into him again and moved deeper until all space between their bodies vanished. He held Julian to his chest, their legs tangled together.

Julian rocked with each slow thrust from Morgan. He rubbed a hand over Morgan’s arm embracing him. He turned his head, and Morgan leaned over his shoulder to kiss him. As Morgan’s hand drifted down his torso to stroke his cock, Julian brought the kiss to an end with a soft moan. He stretched back and took hold of Morgan’s ass cheek, gripping onto the solidness of it.

Morgan squeezed him. Julian felt Morgan’s body tense, telling him he was close. He pushed back to meet each of Morgan’s thrusts. Morgan’s pace quickened slightly, then his hips snapped forward as he came. Julian’s own orgasm raced to the surface. He
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laid his hand over Morgan’s as it hit, his fluid wetting both their hands.

Julian kept his hand on Morgan’s while they rested. Morgan’s firm body behind him, his arm embracing him, his cock still inside him, it all felt so right. Where the night before things between them had been all passion and intensity, now it was emotion and affection. A smile spread over his lips; a soft chuckle escaped him.

Morgan nuzzled into Julian’s neck. “I’m not sure how I feel about you laughing after we’ve finished having sex.”

“I’m just feeling very happy right now because it’s settling in that I have a boyfriend.”

Morgan rose up on one elbow and smiled down at him. “I was thinking the same thing.”

Morgan lowered his head to kiss him, neither losing their smiles as their lips touched.

Julian steered the Porsche with his left hand. His right rested on the shifter with Morgan’s lying on top, their fingers entwined.

The simple act was enough to make him giddy. How many times had he ridden with Jesse and Evan, gazing at their locked hands from the backseat? He always wished someday he’d have a man who would do the same for him, holding his hand without him having to ask. Now, it seemed he did.

He coasted through a neighborhood of well-maintained brick townhouses until Morgan pointed ahead to one on the right side.

“That’s my place. Looks like all the other ones on the street.”

Julian swung next to the curb and parked. “Now, that’s not true. You have a chair on your porch.”

Morgan laughed and hopped out.

Julian followed him up the walk to the red front door, and even as Morgan worked to unlock it, he heard scraping and whining from the other side.

Morgan pushed open the door, smiling down. “Hey, buddy—”

A Golden Retriever shot past him, going directly to a bush outside the door and lifting his leg.

Morgan placed his hands on his hips. “Well, now you see how much my dog loves me.”

“I’d do the same thing if I was cooped up for hours, dependent on someone else to let me use the bathroom.”

“Oh thanks. Now I feel guilty for pushing him. I took him for a long walk before coming to see you last night, and it ended at his usual last time out for the night, but this is about an hour later than he’s used to going out in the morning.”

With his business finished, the dog bounded back to Morgan, hopping and circling around him. Morgan went to one knee, roughing up his fur and talking to him.

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Julian smiled as he watched. Even though the dog was hyper at the moment, there was gentleness to him. The dog’s light gold coat held a healthy, clean shine. “I forgot to ask earlier, what’s his name?”

Morgan grinned up at him. “Chopin.”

Chopin spun toward Julian, sniffing at him while his tail rapidly wagged.

Julian petted the dog’s head and rubbed behind one fuzzy ear. “I could get attached to a dog named for one of my favorite composers.”

“Mine too, that’s how he got the name. When he was a puppy, the first night I had him, he was crying and whining. I couldn’t get him to settle, so I popped in a CD of Chopin sonatas and put him in bed with me. He fell asleep instantly.”

“That’s adorable.”

Chopin sat in front of Julian, leaning against his legs while he petted him.

Morgan stood up and reached inside the door, grabbing a brown leather leash. At the sight of the leash, Chopin bounced and barked at him. “Yeah, except it set a trend. Now he sleeps on the bed every night.”

As Julian fell in at Morgan’s side, Morgan took his hand once again. He realized it was the first time in his life he’d openly held hands with anyone. He held hands in private, but walking down a sidewalk, out for anyone to see, never. If holding Morgan’s hand in the car made him feeling giddy, to hold it in public made him feel absolutely euphoric.

Julian looked at Chopin walking ahead of them with the leash pulled taut. The dog’s tail hadn’t stopped wagging the entire time. There was something about the moment that touched deep inside him. He gave Morgan’s hand a squeeze. “What will you do with Chopin when you leave?”

Morgan took a deep breath. It left him in a sigh. “My mom’s going to take care of him. I didn’t want to saddle her with him, Keys to Love
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