"You can't promise that, but it's less likely, so I'm happy," he answered. His eyes travelled down Adrian's body and there was no sign, just smooth skin over sculpted muscles that made him want to drag Adrian to the ground and fuck like animals.
Stephen cupped Adrian's neck and pulled him close, crushing their lips together in a brutal manner. He knelt down, pulling Adrian with him, and he hoped that the wood of the patio was well levigated. He went all the way down, lying on his back, pulling Adrian on top of him.
"I wasn't trying to get you hard," he said, between kisses, breathing hard. "Just the truth, baby. Tell me what you want. Anything. It's yours."