Owen slowly undid the buttons of his shirt while he enjoyed the show Sebastian was unknowingly, or maybe purposely, putting on. Given the way he angled his body, Owen thought that perhaps he was attempting to tempt him—not that he needed any enticement. Owenneverneeded any encouragement.
Owen had always loved Sebastian’s body. He admitted it was slightly shallow of him, but the lean, muscular physique was a total turn-on. Maybe it was because Sebastian’s slim body was a contrast to Owen’s larger, more solid frame. Whatever the reason, Sebastian pushed all his buttons, and in averygood way. By the time he took off his shorts and briefs, he had to manoeuvre them over his dick, which had fully hardened at the sight of his lover luxuriating under the spray.
He hurried to join Sebastian. The water was wonderfully hot, and he said a silent prayer of thanks for the double shower heads. Water sprayed from both sides of the tile and glass enclosure, ensuring both he and Sebastian stayed wet and warm. Sebastian turned as if sensing his presence. He flicked his head to clear the water from his face and smiled. “What took you so long?”
“Come here,” Owen chuckled, and pulled Sebastian to him.
There was nothing better than kissing Sebastian, skin to skin, arms tightly wrapped around each other. They broke apart and Sebastian smiled at Owen, small droplets of water glistening on the edge of his eyelashes. Owen looked into Sebastian’s chocolate-coloured eyes, lost in their depths. It was a feeling he was used to, and warmth spread through him. If the eyes really were the window to the soul, then he was looking straight at the most beautiful soul he’d ever seen.
Sebastian broke the moment, grinning then reaching around him for the bottle of shower gel. Owen moved to take it from him, but Sebastian waved him away.
“Nuh-uh.” Sebastian squeezed the gel onto a sponge. When Owen reached for it, Sebastian chuckled and put it behind his back. They grappled for a moment, all slick bodies and laughter before Owen finally gave in.
“I thought you wanted me to help you shower, to wash off all that salt and sweat.”
Sebastian raised a brow. “You thought that, did you? My evil plan worked then. I have successfully lured your gorgeous naked body into the shower.”
“Gorgeous, huh?”
“You betcha.” Sebastian brought the gel-laden sponge to Owen’s chest and drew a circle over his left pectoral muscle. The sponge dragged across his nipple, causing Owen to suck in a breath, as sensation shot from the pebbled nub to his groin.
“You like that, do you, sweetheart?”
Owen opened his eyes to see Sebastian’s smirk. “You know I do,” he chuckled.
“I’ve never met someone with such sensitive nipples.” Sebastian tweaked the other one with his free hand, forcing a groan from Owen’s lips.
The sound reverberated in the shower stall, low and echoing, the first of many, as Sebastian proceeded to show Owen just how well he knewallthe spots that made him a quivering mess of need.
Owen’s groan sent a shiver through Sebastian’s body. He loved how Owen melted at his touch, the growl deep in his throat as if he couldn’t hold back his desire. Sebastian brushed the sponge across Owen’s nipple again, just to hear the moan and feel him tremble. Then he placed a hand behind Owen’s neck and drew him in for a kiss, swallowing the sounds. He could do this all day—touching and kissing and worshipping him.
Arousal pooled in his belly and his cock hardened from the semi he’d been sporting since he’d first embraced Owen in the kitchen. He never failed to be aroused by Owen and his desire had only deepened with time. When they’d first met, he’d beenturned on by Owen’s passion for life and his adventurous spirit, balanced by his calm and stability. He’d been the very epitome of tall, dark, and handsome, with his strong body, all hard muscles and broad shoulders. Now at forty-three, he had a few more wrinkles when he smiled, and grey hair at his temples, but he wore the sexy silver fox look so well. Sebastian smiled at the thought.
Owen pulled back from the kiss, placing his hands on Sebastian’s hips and holding him steady. “What are you grinning about?”
Sebastian used the opportunity to lather up the sponge. “Just thinking how hot Matt thinks you are.”
Owen chuckled. “Really? Well, that’s something to consider.”
“Nuh-uh.” Sebastian shook his head, water droplets spraying. “Don’t you even think about it. I’m the lucky one to have you and I’m not sharing.”
“Spoilsport,” Owen said with a wink then brought their mouths together again.
As Owen’s tongue licked across his bottom lip, Sebastian opened his mouth. Their tongues touched and slid against one another. Owen’s erection was hard between them, and Sebastian couldn’t help but roll his hips, pressing them together in a way that caused Owen’s breath to hitch.
“You like that, sweetheart?” he whispered against Owen’s lips.
“God,” he murmured. “Do it again.”
Owen groaned as Sebastian provided more friction, his head falling back. Sebastian maneuvered him backwards, out of spray until his back was against the wall. “Sorry,” he said at Owen’s flinch. The tile would be cold, but he’d make it worth it. He kissed along Owen’s jaw, down his throat, and along the muscle to his shoulder, while his hands roamed Owen’s slick skin, the sponge making a trail of bubbles. He placed a kiss on his shoulder—the shoulder that caused Owen so much griefbut didn’t dwell. He worked his way lower, burrowing his face against Owen’s chest. He loved the dusting of hair across the pectoral muscles, dark but now sprinkled with silver, that turned into a sexy trail directing him even lower. He ran a palm down Owen’s stomach, feeling the abs clench at his touch, Owen’s usual response as he was ticklish. But he didn’t stop, instead continuing until he reached Owen’s cock. He didn’t hesitate, just wrapped a hand firmly around the hard length, at the same time sucking his nipple. As he’d known would happen, Owen shouted at the double onslaught, legs almost buckling. He pulled a few times, stroking Owen’s cock, then gave himself over to what he really wanted.
Sebastian dropped to his knees.
He wasn’t a massive fan of shower sex, but he also didn’t want to wait for the time it would take for them to get dry and make it to the bedroom. Plus, he knew Owen’s body well enough to know it wouldn’t take long for him to come. And Owen’s orgasm was his goal.
Water pounded and steam swirled as he directed Owen’s cock to his mouth and opened wide. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the weight on his tongue, relaxing until it hit the back of his throat. He swallowed, rewarded by Owen’s groan.
“Bloody hell, babe. That’s it.”
