Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 33 - Movie date gone wrong

Warning.
This chapter contains smut between boys. If you find this content sensitive, please skip this chapter. Thank you 🌷
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"M-mmph~ Ngh~" A soft moans escaped my throat as Weston's tongue danced in a sexual dance with mine in my mouth. His breath hot and mingling with mine as his big hand caressed the curve of my waist.

My arms were wrapped round his neck, my eyes shut as the kiss only grew deeper and more passionate. It was slowly getting harder to breath, but I couldn't pull back, not with how he held me close.

"Mmm, West—" He deepened the kiss even more, refusing me from talking as his hand trailed down my back before cupping my bare ass. He squeezed it tight which made me to whimpered.

We kissed even more before falling back onto the couch. Him on top of me while his knee pressed between my legs. I moaned and ran my fingers through his hair and clenching a handful, though that didn't even make him flinch. Like I was encouraging him.

After what seemed like forever he finally pulled away from the kiss. I immediately began to pant deeply as a line of saliva connected from both our tongues. Our heavy breathes mingled with one another as we both stared at one another.

Weston smiled before he kissed the corner of my lips, then my cheeks, and my eyes. I hummed softly before he was finally done with his showering of kisses. He smiled innocently at me as if I hadn't just refused to kissing him a few minutes ago.

I glared at him before flicking his forehead hard. He groaned and pouted like a child. "What was that for?"

"That was for forcing me into kissing you" I say as I glare at him.

"But you sounded like you were enjoying it" He pouts. I frown before I pushed him off me and sat up. He Just rested his head on my thigh and wrapped his arms round my waist.

"Hey! Let go of me. I want to get up" I groaned as I tried to push him off but he just made his grip round my waist even tighter and nuzzled into my thighs.

"No! You can't make me!"

What sort of man-child am I dealing with?!

I groaned out loud before I grabbed one of the throw pillows on the couch and began to hit him with it.

"Ah! Lewis is hitting me. Even my own mother doesn't hit me, but Lewis does!" Was this boy even serious?!

I groaned out loud before I just tossed the pillow and lowered my head. At this point there was no use of getting rid of this man-child. Would I even say he's worse than a child? I mean a child would actually listen, but Weston... What will I do with him?

I sighed softly before resting my head on the backrest of the couch. Weston still clung round my waist like a child, though I could barely careless. "So, what are we gonna do? You said this was a hangout, so...?"

I supposed Weston was pondering on what we should do as he hummed out softly and stayed silent. After a while of silence he looked up at me with a wide smile. "We could make out?"

My eyes widen at his words. I frowned before I used another throw pillow to hit him again.

"Haha! Okay, okay. I'm sorry!" He laughed out loud as he used his arms to block my hits. Taking this opportunity I pushed him off my thighs and brought my legs to the ground. My legs feel so numb right now. How much does this guy weigh?!