“Now, I can kiss you proper,” Rob said, pulling Dominick’s mouth down to his. They stood kissing a lot longer than they should have. Rob was hard as rock. “Ah, you’re not hungry, are you?” Rob smiled up at Dominick.

Dominick’s eyes were filled with mischief. “Ah, why, Rob, are you horny?”

“Um, extremely, and it’s been three days.”

Dominick’s eyes widened as Rob undid his shirt. “Three days?”

“Um,” Rob said, kissing his chest as he pushed the shirt away. “It’s been torture.”

“So, I have been negligent in my husbandly duties, have I?” Dominick grabbed Rob and tickled him.

“Very,” Rob squirmed, trying to stop the tickling.

Dominick grabbed him around the waist and lifted him off the floor.

Rob let out a shout. “Put me down, you beast!”

Dominick carried him into the bedroom and pushed him on the bed. “I will now have my way with you.” He made a funny face.

Rob scrambled to take off his own clothes as he watched Dominick take off his. “Oh, please do,” Rob said softly, lifting his hands over his head as he lay there naked on the bed. “Ravish me, my lord and master.”

Dominick crawled onto the bed and began kissing him.

“There is a disclaimer to the Lord and master stuff,” Rob added as Dominick spread tiny kisses over Rob’s stomach.

Dominick lifted his head and met his gaze. “Oh no.”

“Outside this bed, you are the submissive one.”

Dominick laughed. “I’ll try and remember that.”

Rob swatted Dominick on the head. “Shut up and get to work.”

“Who’s the slave now?” Dominick muttered, sniggering.

Rob’s words were stolen as he opened his mouth to reply and felt Dominick’s tongue begin to do sensational things to his cock. Whatever cute little game they were playing was forgotten. There was no need for games. Dominick was gorgeous, so hot and sexy, just looking at him was enough to turn him on. He was his Italian beauty with those smouldering dark eyes. How in the hell did he get so lucky?