"Fuck."
The words escaped the Captain's lips before he pressed his mouth against Kellen's, devouring the man like the two of them had wanted the whole time. The thin line that the two of them had been walking was gone, and Kellen found himself burying his hands in the Captain's hair, yanking him forward as the Captain deepened the kiss into a level two. Kellen groaned against his lips.
He had wanted, no, craved this kind of touch from the man. He was actually a bit scared about the desire he felt for this man. Was it normal to want someone this badly? Was he normal for wanting him like this?
Rhys was the one to pull away, pressing hot, wet kisses against Kellen's throat that had Kellen gasping for air. As if his kisses hadn't already done that.
