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very good.” This is what he’d been hoping for, maybe not so soon, but what he always wanted -- a connection with someone special.
    “Yes. Unexpected.”
    “I hate being predictable.” He winked, squeezed Adam’s cock.
    Adam’s chuckle was husky, flavored with the softest moan.
    He pressed their lips together again, licking inside Adam’s mouth. His thumb rubbed up and down Adam’s cock, measuring the length of it. “You taste good. You feel even better.”
    “Thank you, Sir.”
    “Thank you .”
    “I feel like I should go to Master Oliver, confess that I haven’t done my job.”
    “We could go together -- I’d like to take you for supper, as you hardly ate, or dancing, or for coffee.” He wasn’t ready to let go of Adam yet.
    “I love to dance.”
    “Then I’ll take you dancing.”
    Adam nodded. “Okay. Let me go speak to Master Oliver.”
    “I’ll come with you. After all, it’s my fault.”
    He got a surprised look. “He’ll understand that I couldn’t... do my job.”
    “And that I didn’t want you to. I want to make sure he knows it’s not your fault, that it isn’t because of anything you did.”
    His fingers were stroked, gently. “Thank you.”
    He took another kiss and stood. Holding his hand out for Adam, he wondered what Oliver would think of him hijacking the test.
    Adam led him out to the club manager, who was with Oliver. “Sirs?”
    Oliver looked over. “Adam?”
    “I’m sorry, Sirs. I. Master Matt wishes to have another submissive.”
    Two sets of eyebrows went up.
    “No, no.” Matt shook his head, glad he’d insisted on coming along. “I only want Adam.” The eyebrows shot up higher and Matt chuckled. “I’m interested in Adam personally and didn’t want to muddy things with a professional arrangement.”
    Oliver’s head tilted. “Adam, can I speak to you privately, lad?”
    “Of course, Sir.”
    “He hasn’t done anything wrong, Oliver. I insisted we end the, ah, test.”
    “No. No, of course not.”
    Adam smiled at him. “He wants to assure himself I’m not being coerced, Sir.”
    Matt smiled back at Adam. “Yes. Exactly.”
    Oliver led Adam away, and the manager -- Xavier -- offered him a smile. “Would you like anything?”
    “You could help me, actually. I want to take him dancing.”
    “Adam?” Xavier smiled. “He loves to dance.”
    Matt nodded. “I’m new to town and don’t know the best place to take him.”
    “Take him to Easy’s. It’s friendly, not skanky, and has decent music.”
    “Thank you, Xavier, I appreciate it.” He glanced over to where Oliver had taken Adam aside.
    He hoped Adam wasn’t in any sort of trouble -- it was his fault things had turned in this direction, not Adam’s.
    “Don’t worry. It happens. It just never happens to Adam.”
    “I don’t know why, he’s... incredible. Mind you, I’m glad it hasn’t happened before.” Where would he be if someone had already snapped the man up?
    Xavier shrugged. “Who knows? Adam’s the consummate sub, really. A real pro.”
    “He’s fascinating.”
    “I wouldn’t know, sexually speaking. I do know that he’s absolutely fabulous at Scrabble. It’s creepy.”
    Matt laughed. “Noted.”
    Adam came to him, smiled. “Are you ready to go, Sir?”
    “I am. Xavier has suggested Easy’s.”
    “That’s a lovely club.”
    “You know how to get there?” He put his hand in the small of Adam’s back, led him toward the door.
    “It’s a few blocks over and a few blocks up. Did you want to walk or drive?”
    “We could walk.” Then he’d be able to give Adam his whole attention.
    “Yes, Sir.” Adam offered him another smile, gentle, a bit unnerved, he thought.
    He offered his arm to Adam, smiling as Adam took it. “What did Oliver want?”
    “Hmm? To make sure I was leaving willingly, that I wasn’t being threatened or forced.” Adam smiled. “To remind me that I would call and speak to him at midnight to assure him I was safe.”
    “Good.” He was