Roger moaned and clutched at him, kissing him harder. Encouraged, and still high on the joy of finally having this man as his spouse, Edward licked again at the seam of his lips, encouraging them open.
Roger groaned again as Edward’s tongue touched his own, and the sound went straight to Edward’s groin, weakening his knees as it traveled down his body from their lips. Roger cupped his hand around the back of Edward’s head, scratching lightly at his scalp, and when the kiss ended, murmured, “I want you.”
Edward let out a harsh breath, fighting down the urge to say damn the ball and never leave this room. But he would never hear the end of it from Vincent, if he gave in. “A few more hours,” he murmured back regretfully, stroking his fingertips against Roger’s cheek.
Roger kissed him again
