They made it to the house without touching, and David had no idea how he found the strength to restrain himself. They got out of the carriage at the house, and David fumbled for the key.
“Will anyone be up?” Jeremy said.
I don’t care if they are. He pushed open the door. A good number of candles burned in the hallway creating a welcoming, yet intimate glow. He slammed it shut, and grabbed Jeremy, pushing him against the door and claimed his mouth. He wasn’t sure at what point kissing had become so damned important to him, but the need to feel Jeremy’s mouth was overwhelming.
Jeremy wrapped around him and moaned, returning the kiss with absolute abandon and David crushed him tighter, loving the feel of his hard body, the scrub of bristle against him, the strength in the arms that held hi
