Chapter 68

He lay next to his lover and turned his head toward him so he could cup his chin. “I love you so much. I’m going to tell you so often you’re going to get sick of it.”

Calvin smiled. “I doubt that.”

Matt covered Calvin’s mouth with his own, slipping his tongue between his lips, seeking the moist warmth inside. If he spent the rest of the day like this, kissing Calvin nonstop, he would be content.

Calvin’s hand closed over his hard cock. His cock pulsed, eagerly seeking the touch of the hand stroking along its length.

“God, you’re so damn good at that,” he mumbled against Calvin’s lips. He pulled that full bottom lip with his teeth, sucking on it. He pushed Calvin’s hand away after a moment and sat up enough to roll the condom on his erection.

Leaning over him, Matt’s lips latched onto the nape of Calvin’s neck, leaving his mark. Smiling when he did. It would probably embarrass Calvin.

“What are you chuckling about?” Calvin asked suspiciously.

“Nothing. I’m just really happy.”