They kissed until his lips felt bruised. He had no intentions of letting Darren get out of bed that day, and perhaps the next if he could get away with it. Darren wouldn’t protest, most likely. They had gone without each other for far too long. If Aden had his way, they would never go this long again.
He finally stopped to trail kisses down Darren’s smooth chest, licking around one nipple and then the other before continuing downward. “Tell me what you want, gorgeous,” he said at his stomach. He grasped the long, hard length nuzzling against his cheek, and turned his head to run his tongue along it as well.
“This. What you’re doing.” Darren reached down, his fingers trailing over Aden’s face, catching in the strands of his hair. “I want to feel your mouth. And I want to taste you, too.”
“Later. We’ve got all day.”
He didn’t bother with niceties. Dropping his jaw, Aden sucked the hot shaft past his lips, into his mouth, and down his throat.