Lyle wasn't expecting Dante to want to continue, but he definitely wasn't arguing. He wanted him more than ever. He tasted amazing like spice and something else. A hand ran down Dante's body feeling his side as he began to remove that shirt once again with the other. Clothes felt so damn suffocating right now. He hoping it was okay to go this far, but he wanted to feel more of the man before him. he slid the shirt down Dante's shoulder's moving the redhead's hands away for just long enough to take it off and discard it somewhere to the side. He ran his hands up that beautiful torso feeling his heart begin to race for the heat.