Chapter 25

So Hunter went slack against the wall, barely able to stand. He felt tears spring from his eyes as the man fumbled with buttons, freeing his erection and then groping for the fastenings on Hunter’s own jeans.

Was this how it would happen, then? Hunter imagined the guy turning him around and pushing savagely into him, making him bleed, a hand over his mouth as he thrust into him. This isn’t how it’s supposed to happen!

This wasn’t a situation where a condom would be employed. What mementos would this encounter leave him with? That is, if he made it out alive.

Just as he felt his zipper being yanked down, Hunter’s thoughts about a condom gave him an inspiration. He closed his eyes, praying it would work.

“Wait!” he whispered in the guy’s ear, pushing against his chest. “Wait!”

“What the fuck?” The man did pause, just for an instant.

Hunter grabbed his gaze and held it. “There’s something I have to tell you.”