Kit's [POV]
"What did I tell you about your arms?"
As he keeps sucking on my neck, I'm finding it hard to stay conscious much less keep my body parts where he wants them.
"Why?" I say, trying to calm my body down. It's humping him way too aggressively. "Is it like I'm surrendering to you or something? I knew you'd be into the kinky stuff."
He pulls back and looks at me. "It seems like you're pretty into it, too."
"Fine," I say, sliding my arms back up. "But if I can't use my arms as I'd like, then take your shirt off. Now."
"Quit bossing me," he says, a wicked smile coming to his face as he tugs his shirt over his head.
"Holy fuck," I say, my hands shooting down and landing on his pecs. "I have to touch."
