The muscles in Levi’s legs felt weak, and he dropped his head back, silently encouraging more. His knees even began to shake a little as Andrew ran his tongue over Levi’s neck again. He pulled Andrew’s shirt up his back, seeking out his warm, taut skin. “The feeling is mutual, Mr. Parish.”
His chuckle warmed him through. “You want to know what your whole class tastes like?” Sharp teeth caught at the curve of his shoulder for the split second before he ducked his head to allow Levi the room to pull his T-shirt off. It trapped his arms, but when Andrew started to let him go in order to strip it off the rest of the way, Levi caught his wrist and forced it to remain on his covered c**k.
“I think you’re exaggerating about the entire class.” He pressed his mouth against Andrew’s neck, shiverin
