Tom gripped Mal’s shoulder and hauled him closer, returning the kiss with as much ferocity as it was given. Arousal flared to life within him, his c**k stiffening so quickly the blood left his head in a rush. He moaned and tipped his head back as Mal moved down, nipping at his throat and sucking a mark into the delicate skin between his collarbones. With a muffled oath, Mal ripped Tom’s cravat from his neck and flung it away, baring more of his skin to Mal’s hot mouth. Tom worked a hand between them and found Mal’s prick, rubbing it through his clothing with a clumsy hand, the angle all wrong. It wrung a groan from Mal anyway, a sound that reverberated through Tom’s chest and set his body singing, like a bell struck with just the right force. Mal thrust against his hand in desperate moveme
