Chapter 25
“Yes. A few times.” He squeezed along Alonzo’s erection, the side of his hand nudging against the tight sac. “Is there anything in particular you’d like?”
“I…I have no idea. I’ve never done this.”
“But you’ve touched yourself, haven’t you? In the dark, maybe. At night in bed. When something gnawed at your belly, and the only way you could let it out was to take yourself in hand…”
“No. I mean…I know what you’re talking about. But no, I never have.”
“May I?” His hand hovered above Alonzo’s groin, the absence stabbing deeper than he would have anticipated. “I would like to kiss you again, too, though I know you probably don’t want that.”
Alonzo almost felt like laughing, though he thought the urge stemmed more from the tension than any genuine amusement. “Why wouldn’t I want you to kiss me?”