Chapter 107
Not that Vincent was passive and docile. Anthony couldn’t remember the last time he had sex with another man who was as aggressive as Vincent. He knew without a shadow of a doubt he would have hickeys and scratch marks everywhere on his neck and body, both front and back, by the time they were done mauling each other. The mixture of pain and pleasure was arousing, and he retaliated with as much passion as he could muster. He choked a little when Vincent began to suckle and bite on his nipples, first the one on the right before moving onto the left one. Vincent was like a feral beast on top of him, rutting and rubbing against him. He pressed Vincent’s head down harder onto his nipple and guided his boyfriend’s hand toward the other one. He groaned in amazement when his nipples were pleasured at the same time. It was an incredible sensation.