Chapter 13

“What do you want?” Tre swiped his thumb over Michael’s crown, smearing the fresh liquid gathering there. “Tell me.”

Michael chuckled. “I told you what I wanted earlier and you didn’t listen to me. You’re going to listen to me now?”

“Well, I’ll consider it, at least.”

He wasn’t sure what he wanted, actually. His body craved the connection, and his dick throbbed with every pull, but his brain wasn’t working with the rest of him to sort out what he truly desired. He wanted his own turn to taste, and he wanted more of Tre’s cock, and he wanted to be able to touch his glorious body until his hands were numb from the constant contact.

An image of Tre with his knees pulled back, his perfect ass spread and open, silenced every other call.

“I want you on your back.” Michael caressed the softer skin at the inside of Tre’s thighs. “And then I want to bury my tongue inside you until you’re begging for me to fuck you.”