Chapter 4
John forced himself to slow down as he tugged Mason by the wrist toward his room at the end of the hallway. He hadn’t had s*x in too long to remember, for God’s sake, and he didn’t want to freak out the other man by being too aggressive. So far Mason didn’t seem to mind.
When they reached the room, John stopped himself, barely, from shoving Mason onto the bed. Taking a deep breath, he said, “Why don’t you take your clothes off the rest of the way?”
Mason nodded, but didn’t say a word. He just kicked off his sneakers, inched his jeans and briefs down to his ankles and stepped out of them.
John’s mouth watered. If Adonis from the myth had stepped out of the pages of legend, he would surely look like this blond beauty with the golden sun-kissed tan and shoulder length silky lock
