Chapter 22
When Sartin woke the next morning, Maru laid against him, left leg resting on top of Sartin. Maru ground his thigh and knee into Sartin’s half-hard c**k. Sartin gave Maru a peck on his cheek then scooted out from underneath the sleeping man. The palm fronds that covered the sandy floor of the hut cracked as he moved, yet Maru didn’t stir. As carefully as he could, Sartin pulled himself down the beach and into the water so as not to disturb the sleeping Maru.
The water woke and relaxed him at the same time. This was the first time since the storm that Sartin had been able to take his morning swim alone like he usually did. His muscles warmed with each kick of his tail and each stroke of his arms.
His head had never been so clear. It had been a long time since Sartin had obsess
