Why?
Her gut said so.
And she always listened to her gut.
Chapter Four
Hours Later
Dinner
Resort
Dining Area
Like Saint Gene of the Kinky Vacation Plans had promised, they met for dinner, and everyone was having a good time. Well, Gene was the one having the best time out of all of them.
And for unsuspected reasons too.
In his pocket, there was a remote, and the other half of the device was nestled between Ethan’s cheeks. At that very moment, it was on medium, and his man was struggling to concentrate.
Someone was sadistic when in the mood to play Top with his bottom.
There was nothing better than knowing under that loose-fitting linen shirt, and under those dress pants, there was a whole party going on.
A.
Wild.
Party.
When Corbin and Will left them outside their hotel room, Gene had carried Ethan back to the room, closed the door, and tied him to their bed.
Because why the hell not?
They were on vacation, and this had been their plan the whole time. Oh, they would meet the men for dinner, and lunch, and breakfast, if they were so inclined, but the other hours of the day were for kinkery.
Once tied to the bed, for four hours, he’d had his wicked way with the man’s body. Both of them had cum so many times, that they were pounding water to rehydrate for later—or he was calling it,Part Do—as in‘do your mate in bed’.
Because that was the plan.
After their moonlit walk, someone was going to be climbing all over him from being tortured all night.
Yeah, Gene always knew when Ethan was horny, and the man was ready to combust.
From the way he was looking at him, and touching him…that said it all.
Case in point?
At that very moment, he was rubbing his foot against his shin, trying to signal him that he needed him.
Desperately.
What Ethan wanted was a raw fuck in the bathroom stall, and he was going to get that on this trip, just not yet.
Someone had a fantasy bucket list, and Gene wasWELLaware of it. Most of those things, he’d make happen this holiday away.
Bet.
