Chapter 55

Larry arched his back and, with his hands on the bed for support, thrust into Geoff’s palms. God, it felt so good, to have someone else driving him toward release, someone else’s touch on his body and not his own. “God,” he moaned, and “yes,” and “Geoff, please, yes.” Moments ago five minutes had seemed so fleeting, and now it stretched out before them like a lifetime; the spirit might have been willing, but every inch of his body was close to climax. Now he wasn’t sure hecould hold out much longer, either.

If they wanted to use the condoms, Larry knew it had to be soon, or they might not get another chance tonight.

As much as he hated to do it, he caught Geoff’s hands in one of his and stopped his boyfriend’s frantic strokes. When Geoff gave him a questioning look, Larry told him, “I love you, Geoff, I do. And I want this, yes, but I want more. If you’re serious about using the condoms tonight—”

“I am,” Geoff assured him. “I want you, too. I love you, too.”