Chapter 18

“Try to relax a bit,” Antoine murmured as he thrust into Pierre’s mouth.

Pierre did try to relax, struggling not to gag as Antoine’s thrusts were quickly rougher, getting right to the back of his throat. He gripped Antoine’s thighs for support so as not to tip over backward as Antoine chased his own pleasure, straining above him to get in even deeper.

“Nmn...Stay like that,” Antoine said as he forced his way in.

Pierre let him. Just as he was really struggling to breathe, Antoine jerked and pushed in deep, and then hot, bitter liquid rushed down Pierre’s throat; Pierre had no choice but to try and swallow as much of it as he could.

“Mmm...Pierre...” Antoine breathed as the last drops of liquid spilled into Pierre’s mouth.

After he’d spent himself, he exhaled, pulled out, and collapsed against the back of the sofa with a contented sigh. Pierre crawled up beside him to kiss the corner of his mouth.

“How was that?” he whispered as he cuddled against