Derek
It’s great having Ryan as a sounding board, someone to share my vision and provide feedback. As we leave the room, I’m overflowing with excitement. I can’t wait to get started on the remodelling—where before it was just a high-level concept, now I can imagine how amazing my home office is going to be and how much I’m going to enjoy working with the view of the garden and pool.
“How about a beer to celebrate?” I suggest. “And maybe a movie?”
“Sounds great but is it okay if I take a shower first?” Ryan asks. “Freshen up and get this sunscreen off?”
“Sure, go ahead.” I nod. “You can use the guest bathroom.”
He disappears into the guest room and I head for the kitchen, humming under my breath. It’s been one of the best afternoons I can remember for a long time. Ryan has a habit of putting a smile on my face. I grab a couple of bottles of IPA and startthrowing together a snack. We may have only eaten recently but all the exercise in the pool worked up an appetite.
As I empty some olives into a small dish, I can hear the water running. I imagine Ryan under the spray but quickly blink away the image. I don’t need any more temptation. However, as the water turns off, I’m reminded that I haven’t replaced the towels.Damn.
I grab a fresh white towel from the cupboard and head to the bathroom and tap on the door. “Ryan, I’ve brought you a fresh towel. Do you want me to bring it in or leave it at the door?”
“Pass it through,” he responds.
I open the door slightly and pass the towel though the gap where Ryan takes it from my grasp. A moment later the door opens wide and he steps through. He’s wrapped the soft fabric around his waist, his skin still damp, a few drops of water beading on his chest. I’ve seen him half-naked all day today, but there’s something different knowing only the loosely tucked towel protects his modesty. His slim hips draw attention to the bulge at his groin accentuated by the towel.Holy shit.
“Derek?” Ryan’s voice startles me from my observation—and admiration because damn! I glance up, my heart skipping a beat as I realise he’s caught me staring. His eyes lock onto mine. He might be the one standing there in nothing but a towel, but suddenly I feel exposed—I’m sure he can read everything on my face.
“Shit, sorry!” I say, face burning. “I…ah…well, never mind. I’ll give you some privacy.” I start to turn away, but Ryan speaks.
“Wait, Derek.” His voice is barely a whisper, but it stops me in my tracks.
I meet his eyes and what I see there is terrifying, but the magnetic pull between us is irresistible.
“Yes?”
“Is everything okay?” he asks softly, taking a tentative step towards me.
“Yeah,” I breathe, feeling the heat rise in my chest. “It’s just…”
Ryan licks his lip. “What?”
The charged atmosphere is palpable, so much desire simmering just below the surface. I know that if either of us makes a move, there’ll be no turning back. Time slows down. The air between us crackles with electricity, charged with anticipation. I can see the lust in Ryan’s eyes, mirroring my own, and I know that we’re teetering on the edge of something life-changing.
“Derek,” Ryan whispers as he takes another step closer. He’s now only a hair’s breadth away and my heart pounds.
Oh God.I’ve wanted this for so long, but I’m frozen to the spot. I should back away. I should say no. I should do…something.Anything.
Ryan makes the decision for both of us when he leans in and presses his lips against mine. The kiss is soft at first, tentative, but I’m unable to resist. “Fucking hell,” I whisper against his mouth before wrapping him in my arms and hauling him close.
The kiss quickly deepens. His tongue dances with mine, an exploration that leaves me breathless and wanting more. As we kiss, my hands trace the lines of his body, visiting places I’ve only ever dreamt about—lingering on his slim waist and following the curve of his arse. He’s all hard planes and soft skin.
“God, Derek,” he murmurs against my lips, his breath hot and heavy.
He presses closer, his erection nudging mine where it’s fighting to escape my board shorts. I shove my leg between his and press my thigh against his cock. He takes advantage and grinds against me, moaning before panting hotly against my throat. The sound of his hitched breath and breathy gasps turns me on like nothing before.
“Fucking hell, Ryan. So damn sexy.”
“Please, Derek,” he gasps. “Don’t stop.”
“No way. Not stopping, swee—” The endearment freezes on my tongue.Fuck it!“That’s it, sweetheart, I’ve got you.”
I slide the towel from his waist and let it fall to the floor. He’s hot against me, heat radiating from every point of contact. My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer to take his mouth in another breathtaking kiss, while my hand moves lower exploring his gorgeous body. He trembles when I traverse the sensitive skin at the crease of his thigh and groans when I wrap my fingers around his cock.
“Derek!” He vibrates in my arms and, damn, I love the sound of my name on his lips.
