''It's cold… ''
Kaiden saw him wet his voluptuous lips, shooting him a stare of carnal desires. He could hear the thunder in the distance. The wind flew in cosily from the outside balcony and it began to rain harder.
Jake looked at him with those tranquil blue eyes, but right now they'd a luscious glint in them: the kind that prompted Kaiden to swallow hard on his saliva before putting his hand out to take the mug from him.
The content spilled on him: hot, thickish liquid trickling down the divide on his torso all the way down his navel.
Jake grinned. He'd done it on purpose. He pushed forward, standing closer to Kai and then with head bent, other hand swooshing softly around his neck, he got out his tongue—long, wet and slimy, swirling it around his tits.
Kaiden felt an indescribable sensation shoot all the way up his brain. His insides whirred with the blaze of languorous romance. His cock got hard in his boxer shorts.
