Chapter 15

“Mmm.”

Encouraged by Travis’s low moan, Darrell trailed his lips up his shoulders to the pulse of Travis’s throat. The man smelled clean, like soap. His mouth closed over a soft earlobe, his teeth sinking into the delicate flesh.

Darrell smoothed his hand down the front of Travis’s thigh and then lightly brushed the man’s erection.

Travis pushed back enough to rub Darrell’s sheathed cock. Jolts of powerful lust shot threw him. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He oozed lube onto his fingers. First he liberally coated himself before slipping two digits into Travis’s puckered entrance.

The other man removed one hand from the wall and crept down to his cock. Darrell swatted it away. “Not yet.”

Travis returned his hand to the wall, but pushed back against him impatiently. “Fuck me.”