Chapter 50

“Here.” He held it out, dropping the wrapper to the blanket. “Put it on.”

Gage lifted himself up on one elbow and placed the condom over the tip of Christopher’s cock. His fingers were warm and slick, the calluses rough against his sensitive skin. Christopher caught his breath and tried to concentrate on anything else besides the light pressure and rough texture of Gage’s fingers. Gage carefully unrolled the condom down his shaft and then kissed the sheathed tip. Even through the barrier, he could feel Gage’s hot breath.

“Ready.”

Christopher knew from experience it would be easier for Gage if he was on his hands and knees. The angle was better that way, and it would hurt less upon entry. But he also believed with all his heart that Gage needed to see him while they did this, that being able to kiss Gage on those first few strokes would soothe some of the discomfort away.

Christopher needed it, too. He wasn’t sure why. He didn’t care.