But he didn’t know what to expect at all.
The first kiss had been a shock, too surprising to really savor. The second kiss had been too brief. Both kisses had them holding something back. Even now, Geoffrey could feel himself holding back, not pushing too hard, or going too far. But Nash didn’t have any such reservations. He unleashed himself, pouring so much into the kiss that it overloaded Geoffrey’s mind.
He gripped Nash’s shoulders, bracing himself, and responded in kind. If Nash was going to be unreserved, then Geoffrey wasn’t going to hold back, either. Their lips seemed sealed together, their tongues moving sinuously against each other, their teeth clashing. The force behind it pushed Geoffrey backward, until he was against the wall, crushed between it and Nash’s hard body. He cou
