Dario’s point of view.
“Yes, Dario… you can do what you want…” Aless gives me the answer my entire being craved, surrendering his body to me without hesitating for a second.
I leave a trail of hot and wet kisses down his chiseled jaw to his neck, and he turns his head to give me more access and moans my name as soon as my lips touch his soft skin.
With every kiss, the butterflies fly faster, and with every kiss, I feel more satiated but somehow I get hungrier; it's a weird feeling that makes me even hotter and more bothered.
I suck and lick and bite on his neck in a desperate attempt to get full, to not feel the hunger anymore, but it’s in vain.
And instead of feeling that what I’m doing is wrong, my whole being tells me that this is the most right thing I have ever done.
His hot fin
