Chapter 7

“I never thought you’d feel so smooth.”

“There’s a lot more to feel than that.”

The quip was worth it to see Will’s jaw drop. It also got those big fingers in action, tweaking Chris’ nipple a bit in reprimand. “Well, I’ll get to the other parts when I feel like it.”

Chris narrowed his eyes. “I wish you’d feel like it right now.”

Will dove in and absolutely plundered his mouth. Guess he thought Chris was too coherent to speak. There was a tug at his jeans, and Chris moaned into Will’s mouth. With only the barest flicker of his mind working, overloaded with his friend’s lips and tongue moving sinfully against his own, Chris groped blindly for a few seconds before his hands fell on the prize. Frantic, Chris tugged on the slacks until the tiny tab popped out of its slot and the zipper easily slipped down.

Blessed bare skin met his palms once he wormed his hands into Will’s pants. He drew away from Will’s voracious mouth. “Commando?”

Will only blinked for a second. “Yeah.”