Tyler's embrace came as a shock to Michael, nearly as much as the possessive way that the cop had acted down at the police station.
"You're safe, Michael." Tyler's words were so softly spoken; Michael had to strain to hear them. He leaned back and looked into Tyler's face.
"Tyler… I…"
"Don't," Tyler whispered and then Michael was swept into his arms again and Tyler's mouth found his own. The taste of Tyler's lips sent a thrilling jolt through Michael. He cares… about me… Michael's thoughts raced a mile a minute even as Tyler kissed him with a passion Michael had never known. This beautiful silver-haired god cares about him. Michael was thrown for a loop. He'd never expected this from the Texas cop and as Tyler's tongue learned his mouth, Michael stopped second guessing what was happening and just went with it. He tightened his hold on Tyler and noticed the man's erection for the first time as he ground against Michael's leg.
"Tyler!" Michael ripped his mouth away from the hot cop and stared into Tyler's deep brown eyes. "You start this, cop, and I'm not gonna let you stop this time!" Tyler laughed.
"You're the top man now, huh?" He teased and Michael felt himself grin.
"I never would have believed it, Tyler." Michael shook his head and ground his cock against Tyler's.
"Fuck, you feel good here," Tyler groaned as he humped Michael back. "So fuckin' beautiful, here. How'd you get to be so fuckin' beautiful even with these scratches?" Tyler gently ran his fingertips over Michael's bruised cheekbone. Michael nearly swooned as the hot cop in his arms took his mouth again.
