Oz wasn’t quite ready for it to be over yet, though. Monster dildo aside, he was actually starting to like Seth.
Maybe evenbecauseof the monster dildo. A little. He liked a guy who wasn’t ashamed to admit to what he was into. Even if what he was into wasn’t something Oz could ever give him.
He figured Seth knew that. He’d seemed into it last night, and he’d definitely gotten off. Twice. Vocally.
The people in the next room probably hated them right about now.
“So, uh. Would it be dumb for me to ask you to breakfast? I know a place,” Oz said, picking up his socks to start getting dressed again.
“I’m too hungry to care if it’s dumb,” Seth responded, rolling out of bed gracefully. “Besides, if you want me to leave here thinking you were the hottest night of my life, feeding me would help your chances.”
Oz wet his lips. He liked the sound of that. “Was I, though?” he asked, suddenly desperate for Seth’s approval.
Seth was so squarely his type that he couldn’t help but be putty in his hands. He was everything Oz looked for in a man, and he was fun to be around on top of it.
Did it still count as a crush if they’d already had sex? If it did, Oz was starting to develop one hell of a crush on Seth.
Seth hummed, looking him up and down slowly as though he was a horse for sale. “I haven’t decided yet. But your place in the top five is safe.”
He paused, then trailed his hand down his side to where there was a thumb-shaped bruise just above his hip. On the other side, there was a matching one. “These help,” he declared after a moment.
Oz blushed to the tips of his ears again. He’d gotten a little rougher than he meant to, but Seth had encouraged him all the way. It was good to know that he really had wanted it.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Seth nodded. “I won’t know where you placed for sure until I’ve had a chance to think about it while I jerk off later. A nice, clear reminder makes that easier.”
“You’ve got a whole system, huh?” Oz raised an eyebrow. Seth was weird, but that wasn’t off-putting at all. Oz liked weird.
“I’m a bored rich kid,” Seth said. “I don’t have a lot of things to do with my life, and sex is a very fulfilling hobby.”
Oz wasn’t surethatwas a compliment, either, but he still felt good about this so far. He wanted to impress Seth. He wanted tokeepimpressing Seth.
“Breakfast, then? ‘Cause I’ve got my eye on that top spot now.”
“I’m ready when you are,” Seth said.
Oz blinked at him. “You, uh, maybe wanna put on some clothes, first?” he asked, grabbing his discarded shirt from where it was draped over the lamp.
“Oh.” Seth looked down at his naked body, as though he hadn’t realized he wasn’t wearing any. Or maybe hadn’t realized that clothes were going to be necessary for breakfast.
Oz wasn’t sure which option he would have put money on.
“Clothes,” Seth agreed. “Then breakfast.”
Oz watched Seth get dressed as he buttoned his shirt, wondering what the hell he’d gotten himself into.
Chapter Four
“Oh, shit.”
Mid-check out, Seth turned to see what Oz was reacting to. He saw Emma and Mason walking out of the elevator and into the hotel lobby, immediately spotting both of them.
Cold dread settled in Seth’s stomach. It wasn’t as though they’d done anything wrong, but he got the feeling Oz would have preferred that his brother didn’t know exactly who he was fucking.
Seth had long since stopped worrying about what Emma knew, and figured it was her responsibility not to walk in on him having sex if she didn’t want to see. She’d learned quickly, and now that Seth had his own apartment, it didn’t happen anymore.
