“Pale. Yeah. Sorry.” John didn’t bother with embarrassment. Things were too hot, too good, to worry about minor issues like shame. “I flush. When I…you know…get turned on.”
Parker ran the pad of his thumb under John’s cheekbone. “It’s f*****g sexy.”
John huffed a laugh that sounded more like a gasp. “Thank you?”
Without lowering his eyes, Parker began to stroke John’s c**k in a firm and steady grip instead of merely playing. John moved towards him, sealed their mouths together again, and thrilled in silence at the way Parker’s lids fell, lips parted, and a small growl escaped his throat. It only lasted a lone second, though. As if pulling himself out of chains, Parker yanked his head back. “No more kissing.”
John silently thanked the gods of concrete finishes for smooth surfaces when h
