Max's P O V :
As the cold water fell on Scott's glistening body, my fingers traced across his collarbone. After days of restraint, we finally found solace in each other's arms and, truth to be told, I would not mind continuing this throughout the night. However, looking at Scott's exhausted body and drooping eyes, I did not want to push him further.
Using the body wash, I lathered it with bubbles before gently scrubbing his body. The memories of our passionate s*x invaded my might as my fingers traced along the marks.
His body was full of bite marks. In some places, I could vaguely see my teeth sinking into his skin as if I had marked Scott as mine.
The obvious pinkish shade around his n****e indicated how much I loved it when I was sucking on it, milking it.
"Max."
A soft moan escap
