Bab 88: The breadth of his desire

Davi's pale eyes roamed over Ivo's bare chest, drinking him in. Ivo felt self-conscious under his scrutiny, and reached for the bottom of Davi's shirt pulling it up in jerky movements. He was desperate to feel Davi's bare skin on his, touching him all over.

Davi reared back on his knees and hesitated for a moment, his hands stopping halfway above Ivo's wrist, unsure whether to help him or put a stop to his actions. In the end, he pulled off his own shirt with a hopeless groan, and got started on the buttons of his pants right away. 

Ivo followed his lead, shimming off the white slacks and swinging them off the bed with a kick of his heels.