Chapter 28

Mason tried to pull out of the kiss, but not letting him, Noah moved right along with him. Mason used both his hands, carefully pushing Noah’s shoulders away.

When Mason peeked at Noah, it was all Mason could do, not to drag the other man back into his grip. Noah’s eyes were pools of black, his skin flushed, and his lips swollen. He appeared thoroughly debauched, and the look of longing in his gaze connected directly to Mason’s cock—the cock telling Mason to keep his big mouth shut and just keep doing what he was doing. As the blood rushed out of his brain, Mason almost forgot why the hell he had stopped them.