Chapter 47

They sat in silence for a while, until Donovan’s hand snaked over to tickle up TJ’s thigh.

Not to be denied, TJ swiveled around, dipped his hands under Donovan’s shirt, and licked a trail from Donovan’s collar bone, up his neck, and to his earlobe.

Donovan moaned softly, turned, and swooped down to meet TJ’s lips. He suckled on the bottom lip, then thrust his tongue inside.