Broad hands pinned Mason’s shoulders to the wall, but that didn’t stop Anton from moving across to Mason’s chest. He licked a path around the right n****e, avoiding any direct contact, and when Mason squirmed, trying to force the touch, Anton licked to the other side, doing the same with the left.
“I thought we were tasting,” he chastised without lifting his head.
Mason turned his head, straining to reach Anton’s fingers with his mouth. As soon as Mason touched him, Anton traced his lips with the side of his thumb. “I think I meant I wanted to taste you.”
“And I think I made it clear, I was going to get my share.”
As if to make his point, he bit into Mason’s n****e.
Mason moaned, the slight pain sending a jolt to his c**k. “Okay. You can have your share. I’ll just find a way to keep m
