Chapter 35

The first contact was a sigh, lips soft as they both let the events of the night disappear into the past where they belonged. Though Johnny kept it gentle, he touched Ryan’s tongue with his, sharing hints of how much he hungered for him, without the specters of Albert and Benny prodding them along. He believed it with all his heart. If it took the rest of the weekend to accomplish, he would convince Ryan of the same.

Ryan moaned softly, parting his lips, probing more insistently at Johnny’s mouth. His arm went around Johnny’s shoulders, crushing him close as the kiss deepened. A part of Johnny expected the lights to start exploding or fire to erupt from the walls, but instead of the crash of glass, he heard his blood roaring in his ears on its way south. Within moments, his head was spinning.