Chapter 75

“You don’t want this. Trust me, Adam. You don’t want me,” Ian pleaded, spitting out each syllable.

Adam studied his conflicted expression, searching for answers. He sighed, dropping his head as Ian sucked in a harsh breath. Adam’s hands under his shirt rested against Ian’s chest, defeated in his desire for him. “I know, but God, Ian. I don’t want to do this without you; I can’t—”

The words poured out like a raging river contained and now unleashed. They both ached at those words. True for both. Ian encircled his wrists, firm but gentle, needing to see the raw and powerful truth. A truth Adam never saw a need to keep hidden from him. Ian groaned out loud when Adam sank against him, meeting his gaze.

“Please don’t go,” Adam begged, biting on his bottom lip.

That one gesture tore apart every resistance Ian may or may not have had. If he didn’t get his mouth on Adam’s in the next three seconds, he’d explode. Ian kissed him, hard, heat and passion overtaking any real finesse.