ATLAS OF HIS FLESH
Jesse gasped as Marcus tugged off his shirt, revealing a scarred, muscular chest.
“You’re lucky it’s the apocalypse,” Marcus muttered, leaning down to bite at Jesse’s collarbone. “Otherwise, I’d have high standards.”
Jesse cackled, then moaned as hot lips traced a path down his chest. “Shut up, I bet this is the first time you’ve even touched another man.”
“Nope.” Marcus scuffed, his tongue flicking over Jesse’s nipple. “Second.”
Jesse’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, “Really, who was the first?”
Hot Chapters