"Ughh...Ahhh."
Loud and lewd moans of pleasure escaped Andrew's lips, resounding in the room as Elio bit Andrew's sensitive ear and sucked it while tearing Andrew's shirt roughly and slid his hand over his skin, desperate to feel his bare skin against his.
Soft gasps puffed out of Andrew's lips, and he shook violently against Elio; his hand slid into Elio's hair and curled around it tightly as Elio slid his tongue from his ear to his Adam's apple.
Elio placed a soft kiss on Andrew's Adam's apple, his obsession—the very thing he had been dying of and fantasizing about tasting. And now his monster roared in delight at finally tasting them.
