Chapter 18.7 - Chen

While our lips were locked, our hands began to explore. My hands moved over his neck and down to his buttocks as I crept along his back. He did the same, tightening his grip on my face before moving down to my chest and squeezing my nipples. When I got a painful sensation, I groaned. When his tongue crawled for an invitation, the tension rose much more. I reacted without hesitation until he removed his polo shirt, showing his slender, well-sculpted torso. As Alex crushed his lips to me again, he snatched my shirt and tossed it on the floor. 'Fuck you, Alex," I whispered, pushing him back a little, so I could get a good look at him on top of me. Instead of answering me back, he let out a teasing smile. Shit. We're both sweating profusely and panting. As we kissed again, we were both flushed red and visibly excited. It felt different this time, as our chests pressed together, creating incredible friction and turning us excited. Our touches became more int