Chameleon

Chapter 23

Hunter's POV

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"Okay,Forrest. What's your real name?"  I refilled his glass.

He took his hand back and leaned into me , with his lips near my ears .

I liked how his breath hit my neck.

It was different.

Am I turning gay? Maybe Bi .

" Cyril" he purred. It was arousing. Mini me responded.

I shivered when his lips touched my ears .

I couldn't push him away.

Which confused me.

He licked my ear down my neck earning an embarrassing moan from me. It was different in a good way.

I closed my eyes as he kissed my jaw line.
Fuck. It feels good.
When I opened my eyes he was straddling me.
I panicked and pushed him back.

He lost his balance and he nearly hit his head on the center table if I hadn't pulled him onto me.

He looked scared.

"I'm sorry" he swallowed holding on to me.

He looks frightened.

But his lips looks so tempting.

Should give in? Should I not?(6x)
Contemplating.

He unconsciously licked his lips.
Fuck.
I give in.

I pressed my lips on his and he gasped.

I slid my tongue into his mouth.

He tasted sweet.

I grew worried when he wasn't kissing me back.

I pulled back and looked at him.

He was warm.

And he looked shocked.

" I'm so- " my sentence was cut short when he crashed his soft lips on mine.

Our tongue danced in sync.

My hand tight on his waist and his in my hair.

I moaned when he bit my lower lip , he angled his head to deepen the kiss his arms around my neck and mine under his shirt.

Why is my hand under his shirt?

His skin is so warm and soft.

Fuck. He's a dude.

So?

He shuddered when I pinched his nipple.

He tucked his tummy when my hands brushed his abs down his pants.

He gasped when I grabbed his semi hard cock in his washed pink jeans pants.

He moaned and purred as I stroked him slowly.

I removed my hands and undid his button and the zipper.

He looked  at me with lustful eyes.

His blond locks falling in his face. I brushed it back.

His lips red and slightly swollen he looked so hot.

I took of his now hard cock still holding eyes with him.

Cyril. Nice name.

He whimpered when my finger brushed his tip.
I began stroking him faster.

His lips parted his eyes closed as I brought him pleasure.