QUIÉREME.

Chapter 18.

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Stefan had driven them far east and had gotten a motel room for them to spend the night almost morning. As soon as they were in their room the door closed and locked. Sky stared at his beautiful man with shining eyes.

Papa Jo was right, Stefan needed to be ready.

"What?" Stefan whispered. Sky was burning an endless hole into his soul with those blue eyes.

"Yours." Sky hissed softly. Stefan cupped his face and pecked his mouth, Sky's lips were addicting and he moaned.

"Mine." Stefan breathed out and Sky bit his lips. It took all the willpower the older boy has to restrain himself from bending him over and fucking him senseless, but this was their first time and he wanted it to be special both for him and for his lover, Stefan settled for his lips instead. He put his hands at the small of Sky's back and then gently let them slide down to grab his sweet ass before starting to back them up. He pushed Sky onto the bed and watched a smile play on the younger boy's f