Excerpt

…The chair sighed as Damien sank into it. It sounded too much like his own sigh whenever Vic slid his cock deep inside his ass. Damien grappled for something to put distance between his feelings and this man. Something to erase the image of himself staring up at Vic with a flogger in his hand ready to give Damien everything he needed. Anything…

He kept his gaze locked on the stack of paperwork, not on the man easing into the chair opposite him. “I understand you were recently promoted. Pretty young to be a gunnery sergeant.”

“Right place, right time, took advantage of opportunities. And, with all due respect, sir…you’re pretty old to be a captain.”

The dig hit its intended target. They both knew it was a lie. Rank didn’t come easy, whether you were officer or enlisted.

Damien scribbled his signature again and flipped to the next page. “How’s your wife?” The question came out as a sneer. He couldn’t help it. Hurt soured his stomach and left an acidic taste in his mouth.

“Happily married to the man of her dreams,” Vic replied. “Yours?”

From the periphery of his vision, Damien saw Vic’s eyebrow quirk. “Moved on to bigger and better things and took my two kids with her.”

“Two kids, huh? How’d that happen? She siphon the cum out of one of your condoms?”

Damien’s head snapped up. Rage boiled from his eyes.

Vic was already on his feet and heading for the door. “I’m sure you don’t need me up your ass while you sign all that. The corporal will be in soon to get you started on your computer. I’ll get the folder from you later…sir.”

It took every ounce of will and discipline his body possessed to stay in his seat, when all Damien wanted to do was haul Vic back here and show him who was really in charge…