Housemates

ELEVEN

A/n - I'm really sorry for the late update guys. My life is cheotic right now, it took me  several days to finish this chapter. My life will be back to normal by Monday, hopefully and I will be able to continue regular updates. Thanks for being patient. Love you all. 😍😍😍😘😘😘

Bas tasted so fresh. His lips are tender and pure, Godt couldn’t help parting his lips to suck Bas’ bottom lip between his own. He ran the tip of his tongue along the soft texture, trying to decipher the taste of him. Their breaths mingled as heart beats picked-up.

The pair swayed on the spot when a soft wisp of wind ruffled passed them, kissing the surface of the water.
Bas’ hands creeped up Godt’s chest to wrap around his neck. Godt tilted forward bending Bas’ neck back to suck in his lips bit harder, bottom lip and lower lip, alternately.

Height difference is killing Godt’s shoulders. So he grabbed Bas’ waist, lifted him up and turned him around to deposit him on the bonnet of the car.

“Mmmh…” Bas mumbled, arching his neck up to catch Godt’s lips once again. Godt leaned closer between Bas’ thigh and jerked him forward to his body.

“Ah…” Bas cried softly, when his body flushed tightly against Godt’s solid chest.  Godt slipped his tongue between soft parted lips immediately, taking the advantage. Bas’ lips fell further opened at the intimate intrution of Godt’s wet muscle touching the sensitive insides of his mouth.

He tightened his arms around Godt’s neck, arching his spine and wriggling on the cold exterior of the car bonnet. Godt’s thumbs drew circles around Bas’ jeans clad hips, where his hands are still holding.

Bas’ legs automatically wrapped around Godt’s lower thighs, trying to drag his body closer. Godt removed his mouth from Bas’ lips to stare down at the boy in his arms, for a moment.

The reddened lips shining wet with Godt's kiss looked so beautiful. How can a guy has such sensual features? Bas’ eyelashes trembled open when Godt didn’t further on his kiss.

“Why did you stop P?” Bas croaked, panting softly. Godt watched his dark pupils, dilated with want. Godt’s lower belly twisted with a familiar sensation.

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop if I continue.” Godt mumbled, eyes still glued to the most alluring pair of lips he had seen. Bas inhaled deeply.

“Then don’t.” He whispered in a barely audible, trembling voice.

Godt crushed the material of Bas denim jacket to gain the little bit of sanity still he had left in his mind. Because with the way this boy is behaving he’s about to loose it completely.

Bas curled his fingers around back of Godt’s head and tugged down his head impatiently. Godt simply watched Bas’ up turned face, his eyes heavy with arousal and lips parted with invitation.