Chapter 34

Sweat rolled down his brow and into his eyes, making his eyes burn. Darren didn’t know what he could do to end the torment. He didn’t know if he should do anything at all. He suspected that Aden would continue for as long as he wanted, regardless of how much Darren whimpered, moaned, or begged. And each stroke of Aden’s tongue brought him closer to begging, made him clench, made him ache for Aden’s cock.

But he didn’t get Aden’s cock.

He got his fingers.

Long, strong, determined, they replaced Aden’s tongue at Darren’s opening, pushing farther and deeper without bothering with mercy. Aden’s hair tickled across the back of Darren’s damp thighs. Everything in Darren slammed into his throat when Aden sucked his balls back into his mouth, sucking at the same rhythm he pumped in and out of Darren’s ass.