“Are you okay, stud?”
“Better than. What about you, baby?”
“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
Anthony snickered as he nuzzled into Vincent’s sweaty neck and inhaled deeply. “You haven’t felt nothing yet. Wait until the next round.”
Vincent chuckled for a brief moment before gently pulling Anthony’s head up. Vincent’s expression was somber and serious.
“Did I go too far?”
“What?”
“To incite your jealousy earlier.”
“Not at all. It’s kind of insanely hot, to be honest,” Anthony responded without any hesitation. “I knew you were just trying to rile me up, and in the heat of the moment, I snapped. Why did you do it, though?”
“I could sense you holding back.”
Anthony was amazed at how observant Vincent was. “My dick is kind of huge.”
Vincent mock-gasped. “Really?”
Anthony burst out laughing. “Tone it down with the sarcasm, babe. I was terrified of hurting you.”