Nick crawled over him, straddling his legs and his waist as he chased Colton’s lips. His hands raked through Colton’s hair, fingers grasping Colton’s skull almost hard enough to hurt. His kiss was a tornado: wild, ferocious, unrestrained. It was like a full defensive line bearing down on Colton, and he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Could only grab Nick and kiss him back.
