Chapter 24

He never thought he would be having this gorgeous man at his mercy.

Michael moaned as Spyros moaned, the sound vibrating along his shaft. He pressed harder on Spyros’ head, thrusting into his mouth. Spyros’ tongue was like a drug. He couldn’t get enough of it.

It wasn’t going to take much to make him come. But Michael had somewhere better in mind. Carefully, he pulled himself out of Spyros’ mouth. Spyros looked up at him, his hands on Michael’s thighs.

“Michael?”

Michael grinned. He was in charge. No arguments. Maybe they could work out after all. He leant over and kissed Spyros.

“Lie on your back on the sofa, hands behind your head.”

Spyros grinned and laid down on the sofa, stretching out his long limbs with his hands going behind his head. He gave Michael that smug look Michael had once been annoyed with. Now it was more of a turn-on.