James groaned quietly at the bite of Eli's nails against his skin, arching against him. Though he couldn't see it because they were too busy kissing, James felt Eli's pants fall and his hands moved immediately to run along his sides and over his hips. He pulled Eli closer still, feeling the warmth of his skin bleeding through the thin layer of James' clothes between them.

He didn't want to break away from kissing Eli, either, alas... clothes had to go. When they needed air, James hastily pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it aside. He was eager to get his hands back on that toned body he wanted so badly. He dove back in for another devouring kiss as he walked them back toward the bed.