"I'm going to kiss you. You have three seconds to refuse."
Andrew didn't say anything; instead, his needy eyes trailed to Elio's lips, and his lips slightly parted as if waiting for him to claim them. And this movement made Elio completely lose himself and instantly slam his lips to Andrew's.
A delicious low, approving, and needy sound left Andrew's chest as a zap of pleasure shot through him at the feeling of Elio's lips against his but got swallowed by Elio as he sucked and bit his lips rough and hard like a drug-addicted man finally tasting his drug.
Elio bit the already swollen lips of Andrew and stretched them, drawing blood from them, making Andrew hiss in pain but moan in pleasure at the same time as Elio licked and sucked them roughly.
Electricity shot straight into Andrew's core, and his cock stained his pants as he shook against Elio. His fingers fisted his shirt tightly, pulling him closer to him as he kissed Elio as roughly as he did.
