Passionately, Starsky nuzzled Hutch’s earlobe, savoring
Hutch’s scent. “Babe, never leave me.”
“How could I?” Hutch whispered, still panting after
the pleasure Starsky’s mouth had given him. “How can I please you?”
Starsky braced on one elbow and caressed Hutch’s chest.
“I have an idea. Turn around and I'll show you how much I love you.”
Hutch tensed and shoved Starsky’s hand aside. He cleared
his throat. “I can’t forget the young girl we found yesterday. She’d been raped several times…”
“Talk to me, partner." Starsky put his hand under Hutch’s
chin. "Get it off your chest."
And Hutch did.
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