Chapter 41

David completely lost track of that thought when Vince moved down from his throat and found one flat nipple. The second his tongue brushed against the darker skin, his flesh pulled into a peak and a bolt of pleasure shot down his spine. He arched, and Vince responded by pulling more of the skin between his teeth.

His hand slid away from the power of Vince’s shoulders to cup the back of his head. He wasn’t sure why he wanted to hold Vince in place, if only to keep the electricity shooting through his veins, but he didn’t think he could take it if Vince moved farther down. His flesh needed time to absorb the sensations, the fire stoking slowly and surely beneath his skin. Vince seemed perfectly content to stay where he was, nipping at the hard tip often enough to keep the sparks constant.

At least, until he moved to the other nipple.