WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT BETWEEN TWO MEN. IF THIS MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, THEN PLEASE WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER THAT RELEASES TOMORROW.
⊰⋅⋅•⋅⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽MALCOLM'S P.O.V.☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰
The water cascades over us, steam curling in the air, turning the small space into a cocoon of heat and intimacy. His wet skin glistens under the dim light, beads of water trailing down the curve of his shoulders and chest. My hands are steady as they trace over him, fingers skimming his waist, exploring every ridge and plane like I’m memorizing him all over again. His breath hitches, his soft moans escaping like whispers against the patter of the water.
I feel his hardened c**k against my stomach. I forced myself not to touch him right away.
His lips find mine, urgent and wanting. The taste of him—warm and el
