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Authors: Scotty Cade

BOOK: Treasure of Love

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Dax did as directed and pushed until he felt Jack stop him again, allowing himself more time to adjust. However, with each push, Dax could feel Jack loosen up and start to accept him. The next time Jack nudged him forward, Dax sank into Jack’s body until he couldn’t go any further, and leaned in and passionately kissed his lover.

“Just be still for a moment,” Jack whispered.

Dax froze and kissed Jack again, exploring the inside of his mouth while his dick was lodged tightly into Jack’s ass.

Dax broke the kiss and stared deeply into Jack’s eyes. A single tear slipped down his cheek as he whispered “God, you’re beautiful. I love you, Jack.”

“I love you too, Dax. Now move.”

Without breaking eye contact with his lover, Dax watched Jack’s sweat-covered expression go from apprehension to amazement.

“Jesus, Dax, this feels so good.”

“I know, isn’t it incredible? And it only gets better with practice,” Dax chuckled.

Still staring into each other’s eyes, their bodies moved in a spectacular rhythm as Dax thrust in and out of his lover. He loved the way Jack’s muscles felt underneath him as they moved in unison. He explored every inch of Jack that he could reach until his hand landed on Jack’s rock-hard dick. He gently stroked in time with his thrusts.

“Oh my God, Dax, every nerve ending is on fire. So many sensations, I can’t hold back any longer.”

Dax saw Jack’s eyes close and felt his muscles tighten around him. His back arched, his head rolled, and he felt Jack’s entire body tense. With only a soft whimper, he came in Dax’s hand. The sight of Jack, so vulnerable, so trusting, pulled his own climax from deep within Dax’s soul, and he instantly filled the condom deep inside Jack’s body.

Jack opened his eyes and saw Dax staring down at him, sated and smiling. He reached up and threw his arms around Dax’s neck and pulled Dax on top of him. He felt Dax slip out of him, and he felt suddenly empty.

Dax fell alongside Jack and tried to catch his breath. When he was finally able to speak, he said, “When we’re out of here, I’m gonna miss this boat, and especially this cabin. This is where it all started,” he continued.

“I know how you feel,” Jack confessed, knowing that he would give up the
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a hundred times if it meant he got to be with Dax.

They fell asleep in that position, both men content and so in love.

Chapter 20

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the next morning, Dona took a cab into town to rent a truck to get all the equipment back to Portland, while the guys stayed behind to pack everything up. When Dona retuned, they loaded the containers onto the truck, and when everything was packed up tight for the journey, Dona started saying her good-byes. “I’ll see you guys as soon as the new boat’s ready, if not before,” she said to Mac and Brad.

“I’ll see you guys in Key West in about two weeks,” she said as she hugged Dax and Jack good-bye. “Take care of my brother, Jack, or you’ll have me to answer to.”

“I got that covered,” Jack responded. “Call us along the way!” he yelled as she drove off.

Dax turned to Mac and Brad. “Can we convince you guys to meet up with us in Key West in a few weeks?” he asked.

“Who knows,” Brad said. “I would love some sandy beaches and hot sunsets.”

“Me too,” Mac added. “Maybe, so let’s keep in touch.”

They all walked to the plane together, said their good-byes, and Mac and Brad taxied out to the harbor. Dax and Jack stood in the sunshine and watched the floatplane disappear into the fluffy, white clouds.

They spent the next few days interviewing boat brokers and slowly packing up what little Jack would take with him to Key West. He and Dax had decided to call Portland home, so he’d sent most of his things on the truck with Dona. He’d figured that, since he’d called the
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home for so many years, he might actually like to have a real home, especially one with Dax in it. So the decision was an easy one.

When the cab pulled up at the dock to take them to the airport, Jack handed the boat keys to the broker, and he and Dax got into the cab and drove off into their new life together.

About the Author

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COTTY
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left Corporate America and twenty-five years of marketing and public relations behind to buy an inn & restaurant on the island of Martha’s Vineyard with his partner of fourteen years.

He started writing stories as soon as he could read, but only recently for publication. When not at the inn, you can find him on the bow of his boat writing male/male romance novels with his Shetland sheepdog Mavis at his side. Being from the South and a lover of commitment and fidelity, most of his characters find their way to long, healthy relationships, however long it takes them to get there. He believes that in the end, the boy should always get the boy.

Scotty and his partner are avid boaters and live aboard their boat, spending the summers on Martha's Vineyard and winters in Charleston, SC, and Savannah, GA.

Visit Scotty at http://www.scottycade.com and Facebook. You can contact him at [email protected].

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