Chapter 25 Too Close For Comfort - 7

• Chapter Seven - Mine
• Lucas didn’t move. Not until Ethan leaned down and pressed his mouth against his.
• The kiss started soft—testing. Just lips, warm and firm. But then Lucas’s hand slid into Ethan’s hair, tugging, and Ethan groaned into his mouth, parting his lips wider. Tongues tangled. Their mouths met again, rougher this time, urgent. Lucas moaned as Ethan climbed onto the bed, straddling him, pressing their bodies flush.