Chapter 27

And Corey knew how to please a lover, that was obvious in the way he nuzzled Ian’s neck as they drifted off to sleep, or the way his hands curved over his waist to rest along the fluttery skin of his lower stomach. Ian wanted to let go, to let Corey’s gentle kisses devour him, to let Corey in and succumb to the passion swelling inside him, but he was scared.

Of what? Of showing him just how much he means to you? Of what he can do to you? How he can blow your mind and leave you numb—you don’t want him to see that because you’re afraid he’ll take advantage of it?

In the quiet darkness of Corey’s room, Ian muttered, “Maybe I should just leave.”

“No,” Corey said. The bed shifted as he crawled up behind Ian and wrapped his arms around Ian’s shoulders. Ian let himself be pulled into the embrace. “Ian, no. I’m sorry, I don’t want to rush things, I know you want to take it slow. Just please don’t leave. Stay here. Please don’t leave me alone.”