Chapter 61

He hadn’t expected a kiss. He hadn’t expected lips, soft and full, moving over his like he was some kind of special treat to be savored. He hadn’t expected his heart to leap to his throat and lodge there, or his blood to scream in his ears when the mouth that met his practically defined gentle.

Jonah stopped breathing for the duration of David’s caress, though his hand flattened over the hard chest he’d already found the bravery to touch. He opened to David’s tender probe, almost afraid everything would vanish if he pressed for more. Did he want more? God, yes, but at that moment, with this man, this one kiss was all he could need or desire.