Chapter 13

It was rather bold of him, really. Travis didn’t make a habit of sex with others nearby, but he wanted to give pleasure to Darrell.

“I won’t if you’re uncomfortable,” he forced himself to say.

Darrell’s uncertain gaze lingered on the door to the galley for a moment more before he slowly nodded.

His heart hammering, Travis asked, “Okay?”

“Yes.”

Travis rose from the bench and went to Darrell’s side. He leaned down to place a quick kiss on the man’s too-tempting lips, then he went onto his knees next to him. “Just stay sitting there.”

Darrell swallowed, his Adam’s apple sliding down his throat.

He undid the button of Darrell’s beige slacks and lowered the zipper, deliberately brushing the man’s erection with his fingers. Travis smiled at the sight of Darrell’s navy briefs. Reaching in, he pulled the heavy, hard cock through the opening in his pants. A creamy dot of pre-cum appeared on the fat brown head. “Yum.”