“Now? My head is racing! How can you even be thinking about sex right now?” “Because it is a beautiful day. And we are alone. And I met your parents. And I want you to calm the fuck down. And I love you.” “Oh.” Ilya leaned in and took all of him in his mouth, enjoying the novel sensation of the soft flesh resting on his tongue. “Oh, fuck, Ilya,” Shane gasped. That’s more like it.
