CHAPTER 161: KNEEL AND ACCEPT THE LESSON I’M ABOUT TO TEACH YOU.

Charles suddenly spun around, pinning Augustine’s back firmly against the wall.

Without a word, he crashed his lips onto Augustine’s in a hungry, breath-stealing kiss, tilting his head to the side for deeper access.

Augustine’s eyes flew open in surprise, but within a heartbeat, they fluttered shut.

"Mmmm,"

A low, satisfied moan slipped from his throat as he suck the lower lip if Charles with a need that left no room for hesitation.

Charles’s hands remained firmly on Augustine’s cheeks, drawing him in closer, deepening the moment.

"Arrhh... fuck,"

Their heads tilted in opposite directions, perfectly aligned for the kiss.

Charles slid his tongue past Augustine’s lips and deep into Augustine’s mouth.

Augustine welcomed it with a soft, hungry moan, sucking gently before pulling back just enough to catch his breath.

The next second, Augustine leaned in, capturing Charles’s lips once more.

This time, Augustine took the lead—his tongue slipping into Charles’s mouth, swirling in slow, teasing circles that made Charles shudder.

"Mmmh," Charles moaned, parting his lips wider, surrendering completely, letting Augustine explore his mouth.

Augustine’s tongue was within the cage of Charles mouth, swirling round almost as if he was searching for a sweet spot.

Seconds later, Augustine pulled back from the kiss, his breathing unsteady as he slowly opened his eyes.

Charles followed suit, his lashes fluttering as he lifted his gaze to meet Augustine’s.

A soft, warm smile tugged at his lips—one that held tenderness, desire, and something far deeper.

Charles gently pulled his hands away from Augustine’s cheeks, leaving just inches of space between them.

His voice dropped to a hushed, breathy tone as he spoke. "I... I know I said I wouldn’t sleep with you on a first date," he murmured, a smile slowly stretching across his lips, "but I can’t control the urge burning inside me."

Augustine let out a soft chuckle, his tongue sweeping across his lips as he reached out to turn off the shower faucet.

"Pookie," Augustine called out. "I won’t feel right knowing I’m the reason you’re giving yourself to me."

Charles tilted his head, eyes locked on Augustine. "Shouldn’t you be the reason I want to have sex?" he whispered, voice thick with meaning.

Chuckle!

Once more, Augustine couldn’t help but chuckle, a soft scoff slipping from his lips. "What I meant was, I don’t want to be the reason you’re suddenly choosing to have sex. I persuade you earlier, and if you’re doing this now just because of that... then it doesn’t feel right."

Charles’s lips curved into a small ’O’ as he nodded slowly. "Ohh," he mumbled, processing the words, his gaze softening with understanding.

Swallowing hard, Charles drew in a deep breath before finally speaking. "I want to have sex... No, I want to make love to you, babe. And it’s not because you persuaded me a few minutes ago," he stated boldly. "Your persuasion has nothing to do with how I’m feeling right now."

"Alright, pookie," Augustine whispered, his voice gentle. "Then let’s just stick to what we normally do... and let everything else come naturally."

Charles face instantly twisted into a scowl. "You don’t want to make love to me?" He asked, a brow was raised upwards as a sign on questioning.

"Listen up, Charles. You know damn well that I’m holding back right now," Augustine hissed, the pent-up desire evident in his voice. "I’m hungry for you. I want to taste your cock on my tongue, feel it in my mouth... and... and allow you to give me the best damn blowjob of my life."

"You’ll have to work for it, Augustine," Charles teased, his gaze lingering on Augustine’s body as he stepped closer, relishing in the electricity that sizzled between them.

In a swift, unexpected move, Charles slammed his hands on Augustine’s stiffened cock, his fingers grazing the sensitive length through the thin fabric of Augustine shorts.

Augustine let out a shuddering breath, his body reacting immediately to Charles’ touch, his mind racing with anticipation as he met Charles’ eyes, his cock twitching eagerly against Charles’ palm.

’Ohh, fuck." Augustine cursed, tilting his head backwards as he stare a the ceiling of the bathroom for some seconds.

Slowly, he pulled his gaze away from the ceiling and then stare at Charles intensely.

Charles had a teasing grin on his face and ever so slowly, Augustine pulled his gaze towards Charles’ hand as he watched as Charles grip on his cock became more firmly through his shorts.

Augustine’s cheeks was flushed with a warm blush.

He could feel his heart beating faster, his breathing quickening as Charles’ touch ignited a fire within him, his entire body aching for more.

"You’re underestimating me, Pookie," Augustine breathed out, his voice a whisper of desire as Charles scoffed, his fingers tightening even more around Augustine’s cock.

"Show me, then. Show me what you can do," Charles challenged, his voice a low, seductive purr.

The pressure of Charles fingers increased, sending a jolt of pleasure through Augustine’s body as he stared up into Charles’ eyes, his gaze an invitation to unleash the passion burning inside him.

"Fuck!!" Augustine groaned as once more he lean his head backwards, swallowing hard that the gulped of his saliva was visible in his throat.

A smirk played at the corner of Augustine’s lips, his tone deceptively calm. "Charles, has anyone ever told you that it’s dangerous to tease a man who’s aroused?"

The shift in Augustine’s demeanor was a subtle transformation from his usually composed self to a creature consumed by lust.

His once-calm eyes now glinting with a primal hunger.

Charles nipples his lips together and ever so slowly, he shook his head sideways.

Augustine scoff as his voice dropped to a commanding, icy tone as he spoke. "Listen closely, Pookie. I want you to kneel on the floor, place your hands behind your back, and accept the lesson I’m about to teach you."

Charles’ voice held a smooth, seductive quality as he responded with a mischievous smirk, "Sure thing, babe."

Lowering himself to the wet tiles of the bathroom floor, he knelt before Augustine, his knees pressing into the cool, slick surface as he placed his hands behind his back, a playful glint in his eyes revealing that he was more than willing to accept the challenge that lay before him.

And then...