Chapter 10

It was quick. So quick Benjamin didn’t have time to realize what was happening. John’s lips were suddenly pressing against his, capturing them in a sweet, delicate kiss. Soft as a whisper.

The glass slipped out of Benjamin’s hand, landing on the bedside rug and rolling away. The sound it made reached his ears in a muffled echo, as though from far off. Benjamin sat frozen. Part of him considered getting up to retrieve the glass, but he couldn’t move a muscle.

John moved closer and pressed his mouth on Benjamin’s again. He explored his hot lips, tasting, nibbling. John’s tongue pushed against Ben’s teeth, sweetly, like a gentle greeting. Benjamin moaned in desire, and felt a twinge in his loins as his lips parted in surrender.

It felt like the world around them had stopped spinning, and they were still moving only because of inertia, waiting to run out of energy before stopping.