Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 15 - Shared lust

Warning:
This chapter contains smut between boys
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I immediately covered my bulge as my face quickly flushed a deep shade of red. There was no way this was happening to me. There was no way I got turned on just by being touched, touched by Weston.

A faint chuckle escaped Weston's lips as he stared down at me. He was obviously enjoying this more than anything right now and all I wanted to do was die.

"Looks like you're more dirtier than I thought" He brushed a strand of my hair back then began caressing my flustered ear. I turned away as my gaze never once wavered back to him.

I wanted to punch him so badly, but now wasn't the time. I needed to get out of here and away from him.

Quickly, I pushed him out the way and just as I was about to reach for the door handle he grabbed both my wrists and pinned me against the door, restricting me from making any further movements.

"Woah, woah. I can't just let you leave like this. After all, I'm the one who caused this so I should take full responsibility" His smirk widen. "Don't you think, Lewis?" He teased my ear with his hot breath before trailing down kisses all over my neck.

"Let go of me Weston! This isn't fun— Aah~" My entire body tingling as he pinched my nipple, now only pinning my wrists with one hand.

He leaned closer to me and practically inhaled my scent before exhaling it in a deep, long groan. "Fuck, you're so intoxicating Lewis, it makes me so horny~" He bit down on his lower lips as his blue gaze stared at me with lust filled eyes.

I turned away from him as my heart rate suddenly increased. With the way he was staring at me and rubbing his knee against my crotch made my breath hitch. And I had to admit, he did look hot. No, he looked hot as hell. "Weston, please— Nghh~"

"Please what, Lewis? Please, touch me more?" He teased me as he began putting more pressure against my bulge. I desperately tried to suppress my building up moans as he kept teasing my body like it was his.

"P-please, sto—" I was completely cut off once more the moment he claimed my lips once more in a much more deep, yet passionate kiss. I could never get used to his hungry kisses. Why would I even want to get used to them?

He groaned against my lips, deepening it even more as his breath got heavier. His grip on my wrists released and his hand trailed down my body till it stopped above my jeans. I couldn't process what he was doing as his tongue danced with mine in my mouth.

"Mmmph..." I could barely breath as he held my face in place preventing me from pulling away. Though as much as I wanted too, as much as my brain wanted too my body wouldn't respond to me. It was like I wanted this, like I wanted him to touch me even more, to claim my body and use it as he likes.

What feeling was this called again? Because whatever it is, I need to get ride of it.

Forgetting about his hand which was above my jeans I suddenly remembered it as I felt the button of my jeans pop open then the faint sound of my zipper below all the moaning and grunting above.

What was he doing? No way. Don't tell me he's doing what I think he is.

And God I wish I was wrong.

His fingers caressed my erection through the fabric of my boxers and the moan I moaned out had me trembling.

He finally pulling away from the kiss which left me panting. A trail of saliva drawing out our mouths before he focused his gaze on my erection and began running his fingers against it.