Kayden
When he finally pulled back, both of us were breathing hard. Rhys released my throat only to slide his hand down my chest, his fingers working open the buttons of my shirt with impatient tugs.
He pushed the fabric aside, exposing my skin, and leaned down to drag his tongue along my collarbone, then lower to one nipple. He sucked it into his mouth, teeth grazing the sensitive bud until I hissed and bucked beneath him.
"Oh Rhys," I gasped, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling.
"These are mine too," he growled, switching to the other nipple, lavishing it with the same wet attention. "Every part of you belongs to me tonight. I'm going to mark every inch of your body until I give you the real mark so everyone tomorrow knows exactly who fucked you so good."
His free hand moved lower, palming my cock through my trousers, and squeezed it gently.
I moaned loudly, my hips jerking to meet his touch.
