Chapter 47

“What do you say we take this to the bed before I fall down?” Bryson asked.

He found himself off his feet before he had a chance to be startled. So rather than be surprised, he wrapped his legs around Duke’s waist and let Duke lay him on the bed. He didn’t wait for Duke to make the next move. He pushed his hands under the hem of Duke’s shirt and dragged it up and over Duke’s head. Duke showed hesitation, followed by a brief questioning look, but Bryson didn’t let either stop him. As fast as he could make his fingers move, he undid the fastenings of Duke’s jeans. Duke took it from there.

Bryson grinned. Watching Duke get naked was a gift all on its own. Bryson doubted he’d ever get tired of looking. Every muscle moved as it should, every limb was perfect even with any imperfections. No scar, blemish, or birthmark could ever make it less than it was. “I will admit it—I am so damn envious of your body.”