Despite Julio’s protests, he took his time. He turned Julio on his side and ran his tongue down his Mate’s spine from the back of his neck down to the divot above the juncture of his cheeks. Moving over him, he turned Julio on his back beneath him. He kissed his lover until Julio was breathless, worshipping his entire face, marking Julio with his lips and tongue. Julio’s skin smelled of sandalwood and tasted like cherries. His skin was soft and smooth to the touch. A bit of perspiration formed on Julio’s upper lip. Etienne licked it off, then drugged Julio with his soulful kisses. His mouth moved over Julio’s cheekbones tracing their line with his tongue. His baby must have shaved because his face was smooth as silk, not even one small patch of hair to mar his perfection.