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He’s so passionate, so wild. He flattens himself against me so I can feel his half-hard cock against my hip. My own dick twitches too—Aran definitely notices.

He pauses, eyes dark and searching, like he’s giving me one last chance to stop this.

Caught in his gaze, I can only nod.

With quick movements, he works on my belt and unzips my pants.

“I’ll show you how far I’ll go,” he breathes heavily against my lips.

Before he can move away, I take his face in both hands and keep him right where he is.

I know this is wrong.

I know I’m throwing myself into something that might swallow me whole. But his breath on my lips and that soft feeling dissolve every restraint I have.

I’m lost in this man and I can’t get enough. It’s like I just discovered how incredible a real kiss can feel.

He slides a hand inside my pants.

My heart threatens to break out of my chest and comes to a sudden stop the moment I feel Aran’s fingers on my cock.

“Kuso,” I moan, forgetting I wanted his lips on mine.

I’m focused on keeping my weak knees from buckling. I dig my fingers into his black shirt and push my hips up slightly.

My body is ruled by lust and there’s nothing else I want. I just need Aran’s hand on my cock.

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Aran

I kiss Koh like a drowning man gasping for air. Our breaths mix, and I slip into a rush I barely recognize.

Koh has the power to shut every thought in my head down. A shiver races across my skin, crystallizing the blood in my veins.

My hand slides into his pants and finds his velvety heat. It twitches under my touch and pulls a soft moan from him. He pushes his hips forward, eager. When I wrap my fingers around his cock, he throws his head back and nearly buckles.

“You like that?” I ask against his lips while I stroke him slowly.

“Kuso… yes…” he groans, fisting my shirt.

I play with his tip until the first bead of precum appears, then spread it over his head with my thumb. At the same time, I kiss down his neck. When the tip of my tongue touches his earlobe, he jerks again.

I’ve obviously found a spot that drives him crazy. His cock swells in my hand and I feel the tremor running through his whole body.

Impatient, he glides his hands under my shirt and teases my nipples. When one hand reaches the back of my neck, I reluctantly pull away and rip my shirt over my head, letting it drop to the floor.

“Take it off.”

Koh lifts his arms and I peel his shirt off.

The defined muscles of his torso look good enough to bite, carved like stone in the dim light. I lean in and kiss his collarbone, his neck, then find his mouth again.

His warmth and that intoxicating orange-and-lavender scent make me forget everything. A part of me knows I’m going too far, that I’m dragging both of us into something we can’t come back from. But I can’t stop.

I pin against him greedily, feeling the heat of his skin and the tip of his hard cock against my stomach.