“Enough, I want you. I want to make slow, sensuous love to you like I should have the night you left.”
“We did make love that night. You kicked me out afterward.” Another poke came from Bobby’s elbow right into Keith’s ribs. “We should have taken a nap and gone for another round.”
“No more talking and rehashing the past. I want to move into the future with you. Let’s make love.” Keith grabbed Bobby face and came in for a kiss.12
Keith started to kiss Bobby, nibbling at the side of his mouth. He pulled on Bobby’s full lower lip with his teeth, and then traced it with his tongue. Bobby opened to receive Keith, and their tongues dueled to see who could give the most pleasure.