Chapter 12

But Matt caught himself before things got out of hand. With his lips against Vic’s ear, he murmured, “When this stupid game is finally over, you’re mine.”

With a last, rough kiss, he whirled away and stormed across the parking lot. More than once, he touched his crotch, shifting the bulge there into a more comfortable position. Vic caught a glimpse of his lover’s tortured thoughts—something about diving into the deep end of the gym’s pool, and hoping the cold water would be enough to dampen his ardor

Vic had no such recourse. The best that awaited him was an empty stall in the men’s room at the bus depot and a few hard thrusts into his fist before he had to clock in.

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