Chapter 14Harley lay motionless on the table with Ryan still buried in him. Ryan’s legs trembled with the after effects of orgasm, and he had a strong desire to sleep. What exactly had just happened? He’d lost complete control. He’d been rough. He suspected he’d hurt Harley.
His lover’s hair was damp at the nape. Ryan lifted a hand and pushed his fingers through it, moving them up over Harley’s scalp. “Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
“You sure?”
“I’m sure.” Harley sighed. “It was fantastic.”
He had that right. Ryan eased himself free and rolled off his condom, tying it in a knot. He went over to the trashcan and discarded it, then he moved stark naked to the sink and started to wash his hands.
Behind him, Harley said, “You better put that towel back on, mister, or we’ll be going all night.”
