Chapter 8
“Really?” Thomas knew his voice came out way too eager, but he hadn’t imagined Clark would give up such control. The man definitely continued to surprise him.
Clark laughed. “Really.” He reached over the desk and pulled out a strip of condoms and a bottle of lube from the drawer.
“I guess I just assumed you were a top.”
“I am, mostly. But once in a while I like to be f****d. Enough talk for now.” Clark slid the coat off Thomas’s shoulders and tossed it on the chair. He grabbed hold of the tie again, pulling Thomas close. “As nice as it is to drag you around by this, I’d rather take it off.”
Thomas licked his lips. “Okay, you take off yours and I’ll take off mine.” He loosened his pale-blue tie and pulled it off. He thought it landed on his coat when he threw it, but he didn’
