SAY YES 7

Our lips meet in a hurried kiss, as if starved, we latch on each other as we burst through the side door, he hooks his hand underneath my ass, picking me up, my thighs wrap around his waist, and he walked with me attached to his body into his apartment, hurriedly, our fingers work, prying off the cassock, and dropping it on his sofa before we move to the bedroom.

My hands roam everywhere on the muscled expanse of his chest as I felt every bump and mould of muscle under my fingers, we separate from each other long enough to breathe, both of us panting, his eyes dark and very much likely mirroring mine, our mouths find the other again as we moaned into our mouths.

I push him against the bed, and he lands on it alone, sitting up right, a confused look on his face, his lips were pink and very much moist, a sign of what we were doing. Ignoring his confused look, I set up the live stream with the link Evan had sent me.

My shirt falls in a heap at my feet, I watch as his eyes devoured eve