Beau panicked for a second. He had let his desire take over his senses. " I... I.. I am sorry. I was impulsive." His face was on fire, blazing hot. He was lost in Max's intoxicating scent and almost forgot that the man was straight. ' Shit!' He cursed internally. He was aroused.
Max watched Beau fidget with his fingers as he tried to explain his action. Feeling amused, he bent a little and whispered into his ear, " I can only forgive you after doing the same thing you did to me. What do you say to that?"
Beau nodded helplessly. He wasn't sure he would survive that, but what could he do. Max caressed Beau's face as a lover would. It was the first time he felt this close to him. Touching him felt good. He enjoyed it. He then lowered his head and kissed his neck living butterfly kisses.
