“Come here then, baby.”
Callum moved up the bed. He let out a surprised gasp as Dylan caught hold of him and flipped him onto his back, straddling him. Dylan kissed him. It was the hottest, dirtiest kiss they’d ever shared, probably helped by the fact Callum was still covered in Dylan’s cum.
“That was amazing,” he breathed when Dylan pulled away and stared down at him.
“You look so sexy, baby.” Dylan leant down and began to clean Callum’s face with his tongue.
He worked slowly, and every gentle lick sent shivers of delight racing up and down Callum’s spine.
“That’s nice.” He whimpered.
“Just nice?” Dylan asked, pausing and arching an eyebrow.
“Amazing.” Callum swiped his tongue over his lips. “You’re amazing.”
When the clean-up job was done, Dylan kissed him again and then he worked his way down Callum’s body, licking and kissing. When he reached Callum’s cock, he looked up.
“Now it’s your turn, baby.”
They grinned at each other and, as Dylan got to work on his cock, the only thought Callum was capable of was how much he wanted, needed, and loved him.
