“Switch?” Will asks.
They carefully do. Owen’s erection brushes against Will’s thigh, sending electricity through his groin. He stands with his back to Will as he washes his face and chest, aware of the man’s eyes on him. He lowers his hands and washes his ass, spreading his cheeks until he feels the water flowing over his entrance.
“May I eat you out, Owen?”
He barely hears Will’s voice through the current, so he hopes he got the words right. “Yes.”
Will goes down on his knees behind him, his strong hands grabbing his ass cheeks firmly and spreading them open. Owen places his hands on the tiles a second before his senses come alive with intense pleasure. Will isn’t holding back as his tongue and lips devour Owen’s hole like a convict’s last meal. His beard somehow makes the feeling more intense.
Now it’s Owen’s turn to moan and pant, his legs shaking and his heart racing in his chest. He pushes his hips back, gasping loudly as the tip of Will’s tongue breacheshim.
Don’t pass out. Don’t pass out.
Will reaches with his right hand around Owen to stroke his cock, while his left hand slides between his legs to tug at his balls.
Not fair,Owen thinks.At least you got to sit.
It doesn’t take more than a few minutes for Owen to say that he’s about to shoot. Will’s tongue works harder, as does his hand that firmly strokes. Owen shoots on the tile with a cry of pleasure, his whole body shaking as the last drops leave his body and wash down the drain.
Will rises to his feet and hugs Owen from behind, the current falling on their heads. “I also know a trick or two.”
“That wasn’t a trick, Will—it was a whole magic show.”
They stay there for a few minutes, Owen wrapped in Will’s strong arms, his head leaning back against his shoulder. They soap each other thoroughly, then wash again before drying off.
They discuss what to make for dinner while both remain naked. It feels as though they’ve been intimate with each other for much longer than a single evening.
This feels right, Owen thinks as he sits on the couch, watching Will cutting a salad with his meaty ass on full display.
At the back of his mind, there’s an irritating voice reminding him that there is still a lot he doesn’t knowabout this man, and some of it isn’t going to be pretty. But there is nothing he can do about it now, so he puts his doubts to rest and continues to stare at that wonderful ass.
Chapter 13
Nate
“What’s got your panties in a bunch?”
Nate looks up from his black coffee. He’s been holding it for so long, it has gone cold. “Huh? Nothing.”
Sheryl peers at him from across the desk in the little staff room they have at the station. “Something has made you upset. Spill it.”
Nate is tempted to, but it’s not like he can share what has been happening. For once, it’s nobody’s business that he hastemporarilylost Will Thomas, and second, he can’t let Sheryl know anything about what is happening with Owen and that undercover job. So no, he can’t spill anything about what is going on in his life. Like always, he’ll figure it out on his own.
“I’m fine. Didn’t sleep much because of the crickets outside my window.”
“You tried shooting them?”
He smirks. “Maybe tonight.” He sips from his cold coffee, enjoying the bitterness. “How’s it going withOwen?”
She leans back and lets out a long sigh. “He’s met someone.”
Nate’s hand tightens around the coffee mug. “Oh?”
“Spent the night with him.”
Nate puts the mug on the table, trying to keep himself calm. “If he met someone around town, you know what it means…”
She shakes her head, giving him a warning look. “Don’t go there. He said this man was from out of town.”
