“Come on, baby,” Jace encourages his partner.
“I’m trying! They’ve got the height and muscle advantage.” Kieran laughs, wet hair dripping down his face.
“Get ready to go under, Jace!” Blake taunts, his competitiveness shining through, and sure enough, a moment later, Jace goes under, bringing Kieran down with him. Chad pushes off Blake’s shoulders and slides down his back, and they hug while whooping in victory.
After a few moments of celebration, they head our way. Chad pushes himself up on the ledge of the pool, muscles bulging with the effort, and locks eyes on me with a massive grin. He runs over and shakes his hair on me, just like a fucking dog.
After sitting in the sun, the cold of the water is a shock to my system. “What are you—” I grunt, but he doesn’t stop there. In no time at all, Chad has somehow draped his half-naked body over mine, and is lying right on top of me, like that’s a totally casual thing to do to someone you barely know, getting me soaking wet in the process. “Chad! What the fuck?”
“Now you can’t use the excuse of not wanting to get wet!” he explains, sounding proud of himself as he pushes up so he’s fucking straddling me on this pool chairthat is likely about to collapse under our combined weight.
Does he not thinkanythingof this position? There’s water still dripping down his defined abs, and for a moment, all I can think about is leaning forward to lick him, to trace the water down from his chest all the way into his questionably short swim shorts. Fuck, if he scoots his ass back at all, he’s going to be directly on my thickening cock. I know he’s claimed that he wants to see my piercings, but he’s said multiple times this weekend that he’s straight, and I don’t think he wants to be introduced to them like that.
“I missed you out there, Grumpy. You want to be my partner in the next round? We can play against Blake and Liam. I can climb on your shoulders. I’m an awesome top,” he suggests, bouncing slightly on my lap in his excitement. Ash cracks up at his top comment, but all I can focus on is him squirming in my lap. It is not helping my hardening dick situation at all.
“Nope. Time to get off,” I groan, moving my hands to his hips in an attempt to help lift him off, but the angle sucks and he’s a big guy, so when he fights the move, I’m unsuccessful. Seriously, what does this man do in the gym? He must be made of solid muscle.
“I’ll get off if you agree to come in the pool with me,” he promises sweetly, batting his eyelashes, continuing to wiggle his hips on my lap.
Even if I wanted to swim, I don’t need to stand up right now and make my erection any more obvious thanI’m sure it already is. “I’m good hanging here with Liam and Ash,” I insist.
“Guys, not to be a buzzkill, but we really should get ready to go to dinner soon,” Ash says, and Chad finally stands from my chair. I nod, liking the idea of him putting on more clothes even though a stupid part of me also hates it.
“I’m so excited for tonight,” Blake announces, draping his wet arm around Liam as he stands.
“You two love birds ready to go change for dinner?” Ash shouts to Jace and Kieran who are still wrapped around each other in the pool.
“Yeah! We’re coming,” Kieran calls out, holding Jace’s hand the entire time as he leads them to the pool steps and back to our group.
“Great, I’m really excited about the place we found for tonight,” Chad says, loudly enough that I think he’s talking to our whole group, but then he hangs back as they start walking, and I realize he’s waiting for me. When I eventually stand, he puts his arm through mine, just like last night.
I should protest. His overly comfortable casual touching should bother me; he doesn’t even have the excuse of alcohol now.
But I can’t bring myself to say anything.
When we get to the penthouse, the couples scurry off to their rooms, and once again, I’m left with Chad and Ash. Our two rooms share one bathroom in the hallway between them, so we’ve got one shower for the three of us.
I’m not nearly as wet as Chad is from the pool, so I turn to both of them. “Chad, do you want to go first since you’re the only one who swam?”
“Thank you, John. You’re so thoughtful!” Chad grins. “Ash, would you rather?”
“Nah, it’s fine.” Ash shrugs before heading into his room and calling out, “Someone let me know when it’s my turn.”
I head for the room I’m technically sharing with Chad, and he follows me in. “You know, that shower has multiple waterfall showerheads. It’s big enough for two,” he says suggestively, waggling his eyebrows at me.
I stare blankly at him, completely unsure of how to respond to that. What the fuck is even happening? Nothing about this straight man makes sense.
“Uh, okay?” I finally say like a question, so confused about why he’d possibly be pointing that out if it isn’t sexual.
“You could come in with me and show me your piercings.” He smirks, and I’m so surprised by the suggestion that I snort a laugh before I can stop it. He looks even more proud of himself now, as if getting me to laugh is some sort of accomplishment.
I shake my head, attempting to school my features. “Chad, go shower. Alone.”
He shrugs, still smiling. “It was worth a shot!”
As he walks back into the hall, I realize I’m still smiling at his back.
What the fuck is this man doing to me?
