10 Chapter 10

It had been a long time since he’d kissed anyone, let alone a guy. Sarah had liked kissing, and he’d been able to feign interest well enough to keep her satisfied, but this, this already was different. For one thing, stubble. The soft, prickly stubble he’d imagined running over each and every inch of his naked body. Stubble surrounding firm, determined lips that knew exactly what they wanted, exactly what they were going to take. It scraped over Charlie’s skin, but instead of jolting him out of the moment, it shaved away the doubt.

Nothing had ever felt so good. Or so right. So hot and wet and hungry, all at the same time

Charlie moaned in the back of his throat. Tentatively, his hand came up to skim over Bryce’s chest, knuckles grazing upward to the open collar and bare skin. Its heat surprised him. Everything about this night was surprising him.