Khloe POV 

My back arched as Alex's free hand slides down my waist. I lean in, making our chests merge as he deepens the kiss.

I give him access into my mouth and he entangles his tongue with mine in a rhythmic twist that makes me head light.

He groans in my mouth and I decide to break the kiss afraid that I hit his wound.

"I am sorry, did I touch your wound?" I asked with concern in my voice. 

"No, I just like the way your tongue, rolled with mine," he seductively said and I flushed red.

"Stop, you should be in bed. I might open your wound...