He blushed.
“Why are you blushing like some kind of prepubescent teen? I’m not trying to compliment you. Just stating a fact.”
“Aren’t you trying to compliment me, though?”
“Maybe a little,” I admitted with a wink. “Okay, you’ve been shampooing my hair a little too long. You keep massaging like that, and you’re going to start pulling what hairs my head needs to cling on to.”
He handed me the bottle and turned away from me so I could return the favor. As soon as my fingers touched his head and I beheld that sexy ass, I knew I’d have trouble making my semi go down.
“I have a feeling I’ve been set up.”
“In what way?” he asked innocently as he pushed his ass out and arched his back.
I let out a belly laugh.
I saw how tempting it must’ve been for Ty to keep shampooing my hair, but I finally slid my hands from his head, down his neck. I moved down his back, and an inspired move had me crouching.
I heard him breathing hard, and I reached around and felt his hard-on before kissing the small of his back. It wasn’t a gentle kiss, but like I would have kissed that beautiful mouth.
Oh, my Pretty Thing.
As I rose back to my feet, I licked my way up his spine, sliding my hands around to his abs. He rolled his head back as I ran my face through the suds I’d created in his hair.
I pressed my cock against his ass crack, enjoying that sensation once again while keeping one hand on his stomach and moving the other up to his chest, feeling my thumb around his nipple.
“God, Liam, you sure know how to read my body.”
“It’s my job to be good at reading people…and you, I’m very eager to get better at reading you…your tastes, your desires.”
He inhaled, his breath shaky.
Even though he wasn’t trembling from fear, I pulled him closer to me—some part of me that just wanted to keep him safe.
“Speaking of reading a body,” he said, turning toward me, “you mind if I ask about your tattoo?”
“It’s a dragon.”
“Very funny. I know that, but why a dragon instead of something else?”
“The dragon is a symbol of power and strength.”
“Branding yourself with what you already are?”
“Maybe more of a gentle reminder for when I need it.” And I’d needed it plenty in my life.
He turned even further, glancing over his shoulder at me. “So even a man like Liam McKinney has his weak moments?”
“I probably wouldn’t be in here with you if I didn’t.” His expression shifted, like he was worried about what I’d meant by that, so I quickly clarified, “Ty, I may not be the best at expressing myself, but I meant that as a testament to you. There isn’t anywhere else I’d want to be right now.”
His expression softened, and he whispered, “I guess we’ve passed the whole how-is-this-going-to-affect-Eric part.”
It was a thought that at no point had been lost on me.
“Are you worried about that? If so, we can stop right now.”
He turned to me, his body rubbing against mine as he did so, stirring my cock once again. “If anything, I feel like I have a better understanding of what an impossible situation he and Jesse were in with me.”
“I would rather tear off my arm than hurt Eric, but before we did anything, I asked myself, if he were inside my head and knew how I felt and my intentions, if he would have any issues. And I know he wouldn’t.”
