Bab 28: Chapter 28

The

heat rippled through Curtis like he had his own personal boiler inside and the

pilot light had burst into flame. His groin clenched with need and his cock

swelled even harder. “Oh God. Yeah.”

Riley

laughed, pressed the bottle of lube into Curtis’ hand, and then kissed Curtis

until he’d virtually lost the power of speech. It had been so long since he’d

fucked anyone! Nick had never wanted it. And any other boyfriends over the last

couple of years had been short-term: the sex was expedient and inevitably

rushed. But Riley was like a gift. He rolled languorously over onto his stomach

and propped his head on his folded arms so he could look back over his shoulder

at Curtis and watch what was happening. Which was so fucking hot that the

muscles of Curtis’ belly clenched with need.

“You

look so good,” he said, hoarsely. He splurted lube all over the place trying to

get some on his fingers. His hand was shaking too much to be precise. But when