Chapter 42

Slowly, Micah unsnapped the boxers. They parted inch by inch, but Micah wasn’t watching. Instead, he trained his gaze on Jonathan’s dark eyes, shining in the light thrown from the lamp. They widened with each snap, and Micah knew the moment the tip of his stiff dick poked through the open fly because Jonathan caught his lower lip between his teeth and raised his eyes to meet Micah’s own. Another snap, again…only once Jonathan’s entire length was free did Micah allow himself to look.

In the golden lamplight, it was gorgeous.