Chapter 22

Grasping Darren’s ass, Aden shifted their weight, letting the momentum of the water buoy Darren off so that they could reverse positions. Darren clung to his shoulders, but when he was floating beneath Aden in the water, Aden used his strength to pull free.

“I think you need more reasons on why you should stay,” he rasped. He slithered back, down the slick skin, as his fingers traced up and down between the cheeks of Darren’s ass. When he was level with the man’s waist, he took a deep breath and sank below the water’s surface, catching Darren’s cock in his mouth and taking it all the way in.

“Oh, my God.” The water muffled Darren’s exclamation, but Aden heard it clearly—clear enough to catch both the pleasure and the surprise in his voice. Aden gripped his hips, holding him still as he swallowed around Darren’s head, letting his throat muscles constrict around and massage the sensitive flesh. “Oh, fuck, Aden.”