"Of course," I gasp out, using my grip on Bittle's ass to drag him closer. I lift my head to press a kiss to his chest, tongue sweeping over a nipple. "And a fully stocked pantry."

I barely realize that he's pulling Bits closer and closer until I blink and his crotch is right in front of me. The shiny pink head of his cock is pressing against the band of his underwear, just barely peeking out, and I swear my whole mouth fills with saliva. I hook my arm around his thigh and slide my thumb along the length of it through his underwear, dragging them down just a little. "God, Bits. I want-- I want to taste you so bad. Je te veux dans ma bouche."