68 | Underneath Me

Winter didn't even wait to hear Blue's opinion before rinsing him and carrying him out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

Winter laid a wet Blue down on the bed and climbed on top of him. Everything he'd wanted was right before his very eyes. Winter's pants almost exploded.

He lowered his head and captured Blue's lips. Today, Blue tasted like mint. Almost as if he'd purposely chewed on a mint before coming over so he could taste refreshing.

Winter sucked on Blue's tongue, drowning his moans and gasps. Blue didn't know what part of Winter to hold on to. His hands kept moving from Winter's neck to his back to his arms; anywhere he could grab onto.

Meanwhile, Winter's hands were precise with seductive intent. He used his hand to find Blue's left nipple and mercilessly pinched it. Blue gasped into his mouth and writhed, unable to bear the pain and pleasure.