The cab was mercifully cool while Ben was sinfully hot and soft and sexy and…
“You comfortable?” Ben rumbled, running his fingers through Aaron’s long hair.
Aaron lay on top of Ben, his head resting on Ben’s broad naked chest, his right ear over Ben’s steadily beating heart. His left hand played in Ben’s thick carpet of chest hair while his right held Ben’s now-limp d**k. Oh, yes, he was comfortable. And what was so amazing, almost unique, was that Aaron felt calm, too. Aaron’s life was always so busy, his analytical mind trying to solve several problems at the same time. But here, wrapped in Big Ben’s arms, the only thing on his mind was how long could they stay like this. Because it was just…perfect.
“Earth to Aaron?” Ben’s fingers in his hair slowed.
“Huh?” Aaron finally remembered
