Guess who couldn't go to work the next day?
Yep...
Rai.
It wasn't just because his body felt like it had been systematically dismantled and put back together wrong after the brutal aftermath of yesterday's rough play. It was because he had literally slept through his alarm, utterly trapped.
Zade had him locked in a relentless cuddle that bordered on a chokehold, Rai's face smashed firmly into the broad, warm plane of Zade's chest. He had been so deep in sleep that he only surfaced when Zade himself began to stir.
Rai stared up at the ceiling, his aching throat producing a faint, raspy sigh. It wasn't fair. How was this bastard sleeping so late and still looking so infuriatingly peaceful? Rai was the one who had actually needed the rest after being wrung completely dry.
