The only way he could keep his mouth shut was to rock backward. He felt the blunt end of Anton’s cock pressed against his slick opening. With a deep breath, he pushed down, allowing Anton’s length to slide into his body. He didn’t want to take it in inches. He didn’t stop moving until Anton was sheathed in his body.
“Oh, yes…”
Anton gripped his hips, tremors wracking through his body. He lifted his head and sought out Mason’s mouth. His lips trembled as well. Mason sank into the heated kiss, grateful, electrified, ready for more, but he settled for drowning in the swelter of Anton’s tongue and teeth. They clung to each other for over a minute before Anton finally began to move, but even then, his strokes were shallow, like the last thing he wanted was to ever leave Mason’s body.