Page 11 of Forever and Always #1

BOBBY

D arke leans in to kiss me, and I moan in approval.

“Is this okay?” he says, his stubble grazes my face.

“Yes” I say with a whisper.

As Darke removes his shirt, I’m struck by his chiseled physique and the tattoos on his biceps. He’s even more handsome without his shirt on, and I feel a flutter in my chest.

Darke notices my gaze and smiles, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Like what you see, little prince?” he teases, his voice low and playful.

I slowly gulp as I take in his muscular frame. He’s ripped.

I blush, feeling a bit self-conscious, but also excited. “Yeah, I do,” I admit, my voice barely above a whisper.

Darke takes a step closer, his eyes locked onto mine. “I’m glad you do,” he says, his voice filled with lust. “I feel the same way about you, Bobby.”

As our lips touch, I feel a rush of excitement and happiness through my erection under my pants.

Darke’s kiss is gentle yet passionate, and I can sense the emotion behind it. I moan softly, enjoying the sensation and the closeness between us.

Darke deepens the kiss, his arms wrapping around me, pulling me closer. I feel safe and protected in his embrace, like I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.

As we break apart for air, Darke smiles, his eyes shining with affection. “I’ve been wanting to do that all night,” he whispers.

I smile back, my heart racing with excitement. “I’ve been wanting that too,” I reply, my heart beating.

We stand there for a moment. Then, Darke backs me up, and leads me to the couch, and we sit down together, lust in his eyes.

“Bobby, I need you. Like bad,” as he crashes his lips on mine.