Thank God.
It didn’t take them long to get undressed once they entered the bedroom. Besides the queen-size, four-poster bed, the furniture consisted of a dresser, a full-length mirror, and a couple of bedside tables.
He didn’t really care what was in the room. All he wanted to focus on was Brandon. Pleasing him. Making him come.
Tim got them to the bed and crushed Brandon beneath him, kissing him deeply as he held the man’s hands above his head, trapping them in his grasp. With his other hand, he roamed across Brandon’s body freely, grazing over smooth skin. A flick of Brandon’s nipple and he whimpered into Tim’s mouth.
For several minutes, he made love to Brandon with his mouth, kissing and licking the pulse of his throat and trailing all the way down the smooth, bare skin to his stomach. He hovered above Brandon’s hard cock. His breath stirred the coarse hairs nestled there.
Should he?