I smile. Our legs tangle, and I dip beneath the water. Jett yanks me above the surface again.
“It’s shallower over there.” I point towards the shore, a little way down from the jetty. “We’ll be able to stand.”
We use breaststroke to swim side by side to the shallower part of the lake. Once we’re there, I tip myself upright and press my feet against the silty bottom of the lake.
“Better?” I ask.
“Better.”
He crashes his lips against mine in a bruising kiss and slips his tongue into my mouth, bolder this time. I tip my head back, letting him kiss me deeply. Fuck, he’s a good kisser. My dick agrees. His cock seems pretty down with everything that’s happening too. Or up. It’s definitely up.
He breaks the kiss and nuzzles my nose. “Teach me.”
I press my hand over his heart. “Teach you what?”
“How to touch you. How to be with you.”
He means how to touch a guy. How to be with a guy. I need to keep things in perspective.
Smiling, I run my thumb over his bottom lip and tickle my fingers over his beard. “I can do that.” I kiss him. “You set the pace, Jett. Tell me what you want to do, and I’ll show you how.”
Chapter7
Jett
“Let’s get out,” Kian whispers as he nuzzles my jaw.
“Okay.”
We swim to the jetty and use the ladder to climb out. I grab my discarded towel and start to dry myself, but Kian puts his hand on my wrist and shakes his head.
“Not like that.”
I frown. “Then how?”
He takes the towel from me and lays it on the jetty, then adds his and the two spares he brought. He lies down on one side of the makeshift bed and holds his hand out. Just like he did when he was in the water, except this time, I can see more than his face and bare shoulders. I can see all of him. Heat rises to my cheeks. I turn my face.
He chuckles. “You can look all you want.”
Chest tight, I do as he says. I’ve seen naked guys in changing rooms before, but this is Kian. Beautiful Kian. My gaze travels down his body, snagging on his hard cock. I’m hard too. My cock stood to attention the moment our bodies touched under the water.
“Would you rather get dry and go back to the house?” Kian asks.
I glance around. This place is perfect. We’re surrounded by endless darkness and infinite stars, which give us enough light to see by. It still takes my breath away, and we’ve been out here for half an hour at least. Or maybe it’s Kian who’s taking my breath away. His patience. His willingness to guide me as I walk through uncharted territory.
“No.” I take his hand and settle beside him.
He cups my cheek and kisses me. I’m desperate to feel his lips and taste his tongue. I reach for his hip, and before I know it, our bodies are pressed together, wet, slippy, and hot. I groan as our cocks rub, a brief friction, but my body tingles from head to toe. I break the kiss and stare at him, gasping.
“Okay?” he asks.
“Yes. I don’t know what to do.”
“You were doing fine. Were you having fun?”
“Yes. It felt amazing.”
“Frotting?”
