Chapter 44

Dustin tells himself that he won’t think about Ronan, so he tries thinking about the last porn film he saw. But the lead’s square jaw and dark hair are soon morphing into Ronan’s face and blond hair.

It feels too good to stop. He hasn’t been alone like this all week and a small voice tells him to make the most of this privacy, and the nice hot shower with no limit on the hot water. So Dustin strokes himself slowly, taking his time.

He thinks back to that all too-brief kiss with Ronan, how Ronan’s lips had felt against his, and how they might feel against other parts of his body—his chest, his nipples, his cock. Ronan had been warm and he’d smelled good. He’d felt strong and alive in a way that few people are