The Desire - 25. Kyle

"How did we end up going home without her?" I asked, putting his cup of coffee on his side table.

"Andrew...what time is it?" the sexy hunk stretches his naked body and rests his back on the headboard.

"Seven," I answered looking at the clock mounted on the wall.

"...do you think she's changing her mind about us?" I was waiting for his answer while sipping my cup.

Kyle was drinking his morning coffee and looking at me while fixing his eyes on my body down to my black boxer briefs.

"Baby, I have no idea. But she seemed happy the last time we saw her right?" He smirked and teases me.

"...Andrew, she looked happy. I can clearly hear your name coming out of her mouth. Wait, was it your dick that she put in that sexy mouth of hers?" Kyle tried to convince me again.

"Kyle, you know what I mean."

"Babe, you worry too much, come here..."

Kyle took my cup and grabbed my neck to plant his sexy lips on mine. I was reluctant but his other hand slipp