Chapter 12

Brandon shook his head and broke away. “You really are terrible at this.”

“What?” Tim looked shocked. Probably was. Brandon doubted anyone had ever told Tim his moves needed help.

“This is how it’s done. Pay attention.” Brandon put his arms around Tim’s neck and kissed him fiercely. Slanted his mouth across Tim’s again and again. Tim groaned and snaked his arms around Brandon’s waist, pulling him closer, their bodies mashed against each other. Brandon slipped his tongue past Tim’s parted lips and tangled with the other man’s tongue.

Tim moved his hands lower and grabbed Brandon’s buttocks. The kiss intensified, grew more passionate, almost brutal. He pushed Brandon toward the desk until his ass met the edge of it, and then he maneuvered Brandon until he sat on top, Tim’s legs wedged between his.