Chapter 80

“Hard choice, but I decided to stay, to take things come what may.”

Fingers wove magic under the edge of Rich’s T-shirt, along the waistband of his trousers, around his waist and down to his fly.

“Not the only hard thing, I see.”

The last word barely reached Rich’s ears before he turned, sought Ethan’s lips. Grabbing, thrusting, kissing, they stumbled their way over to the bed. A laugh barked out as they fell back and Rich bounced against the mattress. They pulled and pushed, shedding clothes and concerns, Rich seeking to get his own clothes off at the same time he tried to divest Ethan of his, yet somehow, they managed to strip Richfirst. While Ethan dealt with the last of his garments, Rich cupped the man’s face, turned his head, captured his lips. He kissed, delving into the lushness of the man’s mouth, into the depth of his eyes.He licked, kissed, and nibbled the slightly rough jaw, the lump in Ethan’s throat.