In bed, they lay close together and Kieran’s heart beat steadily against Liam’s chest.
Liam’s throat tightened, and he knew he couldn’t slow anything down anymore. Excited and a little anxious, he reached down, sliding his hand over Kieran’s washboard abs with an eagerness he tried to conceal. But he paused, delaying his pleasure. Kieran squirmed under him, moaning in earnest. He was obviously impatient to be touched. “Don’t tease me,” he whispered.
Liam’s heart was thumping like a stallion butting its head against the corral. Kieran and he were naked under his linen sheets. The bedroom window was open, a pleasant cool draft blowing in. Liam propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at Kieran’s boyish smile, lost in the moment. In the light of the moon, he could see the white of Ki
