Chapter 76

Ian didn’t need an invitation. He had Adam in his arms and pressed against the mattress in ten seconds flat. Ian thrust up against him, desperate for relief. He wanted inside him but couldn’t wait, not sure he’d last long enough to prep him. So pent up, he didn’t even care anymore how it happened.

“Touch me,” he pleaded against Adam’s parted lips.

Adam surprised him by rolling them over until Ian lay underneath him instead, taking Ian aback. He wasn’t used to letting his lovers gain the literal and figurative upper hand on him.

Adam leaned him back, pressing frenzied kisses to his neck, biting on his earlobe. Ian cried out at the burst of pleasure/pain at the sensation. A cry he fought to stifle further when Adam curled his hand around his erection and started stroking.