Marcus cried out, his hips jerking as pain mingled with the intense pleasure of Kaelan's tongue diving deeper into his slick passage. Kaelan continued the assault, his tongue fucking the wet entrance in a rapid, licking rhythm while his hand kept a steady, stinging beat against Marcus's reddening cheeks. The physical stimulation was too much; Marcus's entrance began to clench and ripple, secreting even more fluid as Kaelan drank him in, completely intoxicated by the taste of him.
After a long, agonizingly beautiful stretch of torment, Kaelan abruptly pulled away, his mouth wet and glistening. He grabbed Marcus by the hair, forcing his head to turn around to face him.
"Test yourself on me," Kaelan panted, his eyes wild as he leaned down and captured Marcus's mouth in a deep, wet, drinking kiss.
