Page 27 of Forever and Always
Bobby’s eyes lit up. “Definitely ‘Crazy Rich Asians’! Let’s watch that.”
We watch the movie together on the couch, but I’m distracted by the man who I love, sitting next to me.
Do it Darke. Just do it.
I turn the TV off. Bobby surprised looks at me as I crush my lips on his. He moans as I lay him back. My towering frame over him, kissing on his neck.
“No more playing nice guy, little prince. I need my cock in you. Now.” I growl, between kisses.
Bobby’s eyes flutter closed as I kiss his neck, his moans growing louder. I rip off his shirt, Bobby tossing it over the sideof the couch. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer as I continue to devour his skin. My hands roam his body, feeling every curve and contour.
“Drake…. I need you…,” he whispers, in bliss.
I lift my head, gazing into his eyes. They’re dark with desire, and I can see the passion burning within him. “I couldn’t focus on the movie,” I whisper, my voice husky with need. “All I could think about was you.”
Bobby’s lips curve into a seductive smile. “I was thinking the same thing, beast,” he replies, his voice barely above a whisper.
I claim his lips again, our kiss deepening as we lose ourselves in the moment. Our bodies press together, the tension between us palpable.
27
BOBBY
Istart unbuttoning Darke’s shirt, feeling his muscles beneath the fabric.
“Bobby…” he whispers leaving kisses on his neck.
As I unbutton Darke’s shirt, my fingers brush against his skin, sending shivers down my spine. His muscles flex beneath my touch, and I can’t help but feel a sense of awe at his strength and beauty.
When he takes his shirt off, I gasp in admiration. His tattoos are even more stunning up close, and I reach out to trace the intricate designs on his biceps. Darke’s eyes watch me, his gaze burning with desire.
“Darke, you are so fucking hot.” I roam my hands on his muscles. “I’ve never met a man like you.”
He chuckles with mischief, as he starts lowering himself, kissing on my chest and stomach. “I can’t help myself when you call me ‘my beast’. It turns me on, little prince.”
I stare at his black hair and stubble jawline and I imagine him taking me right here, right now.
“I am your beast and I am hungry for your body,” He growls with lust.
He tears my pants off and looks up at me for approval. I nod.
Darke slides down my underwear, and my hard cock springs free for relief.
“What a beautiful cock, little prince,” he says, placing one of his rough hands gently around my dick. I moan by his touch.
“Fuck, Darke,” I whisper, as he starts stroking my dick. I can feel my cock getting harder, and I know that I’m about to cum.
But I want this to last, so I try not to explode yet.
“You like when I stroke you?” Darke looks up, mischief on his face.
“Yes, my beast,” I moan with a whisper. Precum starts oozing out from the tip.
“Let me help you with that,” Drake says, noticing it. He instantly puts his lips on it. I wince by the touch.
“Darke….” I put my hands on his head, as he licks the tip.
Darke then come back up, and smash his lips on mine again.
