Chapter 191: Tug-of-war (Mature)
Cheeky! Arrogant! Proud!
There were many terms that Ravi could use to describe Arlen at this moment. But what was more fascinating was how he seemed to glow even more when he was like this.
"I am sure I can handle it," Ravi said, his eyes licking up and down Arlen’s form slowly, as he attempted to take back control of this little play. He took a deep breath, calming his mind as his breathing paced out and his heart which was pouncing erratically, slowed its thumping.
Arlen grinned. Not today, love.
"Come here, Ravi." Arlen’s voice was a deep, seductive rumble and Ravi swallowed. He wondered if Arlen could tell that his voice was his undoing, he could feel his cock hardening as if by command.
He raised an eyebrow and stood up. He could feel the gaze on him, the bone-melting lust in Arlen’s gaze tunneled right into him and he could not help but grin. Relishing those reactions, he savored them as he walked towards him. You see, taking back control was that easy.
He stood in front of Arlen and stood on his top toe to kiss him in a passionate tug-of-war. When he pulled away, he grinned before his eyes widened.
Arlen sank to his knees in front of him and Ravi forgot how to breathe. His hair was a hot mess and he looked more like a fallen angel brought down by depravity.
Ravi died just about then, all the tricks and plans he had made just about went out of the window when warm hands wrapped around his cock. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and his knees turned to jelly as pure pleasure shuddered through him.