He protested when Nathaniel shoved him off. He stood quivering, breathing hard as Nathaniel laughed and pulled Taden’s shirt over his head. With quick movements, Nathaniel stripped out of his own clothing. Taden couldn’t help but stare at the lean, white body bathed in sunlight, the dark nipples tight on the molded chest, the blatant erection ready for his touch.
“Nattie,” he whispered, feeling the heart racing under the hand he placed on his darling’s chest. The contrast of pale skin and his own sun-darkened hand sent him over the edge. He pushed Nathaniel back against the trunk of a large pine and captured his stained lips in a brutal kiss. He ground his hips against the slim body trapped in his arms. Nathaniel shifted, and Taden groaned as his cock was gripped with strong fingers.