Chapter 42: This intense insanity!

Evan stared at Sam, who still had his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open.

He looked as if someone had hit him in the face with a door. His darker skin had turned a lovely flush of red and his chest rose and fell in deep excited breaths.

Sam's eyes fluttered back open and he opened his mouth wider as if to talk.

"You know..." Evan said softly.

Sam's breathing slowed. Evan got a shiver down his spine and up into his neck. He blinked, his mouth open slightly letting out an excited shaky breath.

'That was heaven, absolute heaven. He had never had that kind of sheer fervor, a lightening connection the moment their lips had locked. A heat had poured through his entire body, and he had felt an almost animalistic desire to ravish him. The moment Sam had melted into it so eagerly.'

Evan tried not to smirk.

'This was dangerous...'

'Very dangerous...'

One kiss and Sam was hanging,

Waiting,

Almost desperate to hear what had made Evan stop their kiss just to say.

"You're rather pretty yourself Sam," Evan looked him up and down despite their close distance.

Sam blushed wildly.

Evan watched with bemusement. A part of him feeling like he had been punched in the gut, then thrown into fire. Those beautiful eyes were dancing eagerly, almost begging for him to come back. He stared into them, then looked Sam up and down searing his way up and down his body to watch it wriggle under the intense heat of his gaze.

Evan smirked deviously, then brought his mouth back down to kiss Sam again a second time. Sam shivered wildly, with intense waves that pressed his body further into Evan's arms. Evan shivered too, his previous excitement put to shame under the mind-numbing intimacy of this kiss.

Sam froze and then melted all in an instant. Evan felt the change in his body as he responded to Sam's slight loss of control. Evan felt him become greedy and hungry for the kiss at the same time he was. Felt him eager against him, pressing, pulling, moaning, his body begging to follow the strong control Evan took him under.

This time Sam immediately let Evan take the lead without any of the previous struggles. Evan felt his body meld tightly to Sam's. Evan grabbed Sam tightly by the waist to brace and support him as he pressed his pelvis into Evan's body almost desperately.

Evan's eyes flashed open at the shock of his sheer needy embrace. He saw Sam's fingers and hands hovering near his own shoulders unsure, and unsteady. And he closed his eyes pleasure rippling through his body.

'Sam was clearly beside himself. Evan slipped his hands higher up till they came to Sam's shoulders. He followed Sam's arms down to his elbows then gently applied force. Sam gave in willingly and his arms fell around Evan's waist as directed.

Sam gasped as Evan pulled his lips away and began to trail them down Sam's deliciously dark skin on his long neck.

Evan bit down and licked, sucking the spot he had inflicted gentle pain on Sam. He kissed and licked, nipping around the bite marks. Sucking gently. Pulling the flesh into his mouth to roll it around, graze it with his teeth. To bite and nibble at it. He stared with fascination as it changed color before his eyes.

He wanted to do more, to mark him further. He trailed down to Sam's collarbone and bit gently, just hard enough to inflict a gentle, harmless pain. Sam's waist pressed, into his desperately as he gasped, his body pressed into Evan's and he began panting softly under Evan's assault.

Evan felt those tentative shaking fingers from before curl around him eagerly, as soft little mews escaped Sam's mouth during the onslaught. His fingers clutched around Evan's waist crumpling his shirt and gripping the fabric tightly. So tightly it was as if he was holding on with all the strength he had in his body while he moaned.

Evan felt the skin on Sam's neck pull and tug gently in and out of his mouth and knew that when Sam looked later he would have a few fairly dark love bites on his neck above where any shirt could hide.

Evan filled with glee inside.

He had successfully marked Sam for all to see, in a place he couldn't hide, well unless Sam wore a turtleneck. And Sam wasn't one to wear those it wasn't his style. Even Evan could see that.

And it made his body fill with an unexplainable elation. He lost control and Sam let out a little yelp of pain as Evan lost it and bit him a little too hard.

Evan paused for a moment, but then realized Sam had pressed into him harder with the pain. His rocking against Evan almost climactic.

Evan realized he had lost his damn mind. They both had lost their damn minds.

Sam had made him lose it. And he was doing the same to him.

'What was he doing in a corner of his class hallway?'

'Sure, there were no classes left in this building and the students had all left. But it felt so exposed. So open. It gave him a thrill. He had never done anything so daring.'

Sam gasped harshly. And Evan felt him speed up, quicken. Evan realized. Sam was unabashedly so turned on he was going to release. Evan groaned as Sam pressed against him, his cheeks pink, his breathing ragged.

He gulped and broke apart from the kiss a second time. He pulled back to stare at Sam enthralled.

'What is going on... What is this feeling?'

Sam was not only visibly dazed but he looked as if he had been hit by a whole house, not just a door.

He was the very picture of euphoric elation.

'Had he actually just made someone get off from just kissing and trailing his hands across his body? No, not just someone, the hottest guy on campus, lead playboy. A man who had probably bedded more people than he could even count. Who wasn't even a sexual virgin, that guy, he had helped that guy get off.'

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Sam stood there knowing that he probably looked the fool.

But he had never... not with any woman he had taken before felt so unabashedly turned on, happy, elated, desperate, and lustful.

He had never felt so desired in all his life.

He was so on fire everywhere, he wanted a million things done to him right then.

And because his brain was so gone, he couldn't say what things he wanted to be done. Other than Evan's hands and body to continue to be all over him.

He felt like they had just unashamedly had sex in public. He felt so erotic and exposed.

But he wanted to gain control of the situation again. So, he was trying to work out in his head how to change things back to him having the upper hand again. When he caught Evan's face slip into an amused grin.