บท 12: Chapter 12

He did his best not to squirm on the couch as he attempted to re-position his straining erection becauseit was pressing against the front of his jeans in a rather painful manner. He heaved out a sigh of reliefwhen the food finally arrived about fifteen minutes later. Throughout dinner, which consisted mostly of sushi, he did his best to keep up with the conversation, but he couldn’t stop staring at Davion’s lips and imagining them being wrapped around his hard cock.

“Take a picture, big guy,” Davion said before winking at him.

He looked away in a hurry. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine. I’m flattered.”

He gazed up at Davion in a heartbeat. “Yeah?”

Davion chuckled at him. “Absolutely.”