And uncut. I hadn’t seen that inperson before, although the number of dicks I’d seen in person other than myown was a grand total oftwo, so I wasn’t exactly an expert.
I wondered if that made muchof a difference. It wasn’t as though I could ask, was it?
Oh, by the way, Iaccidentally looked at your dick yesterday and I was wondering what having aforeskin is like.
Not the kind of conversationI should have been having with someone I was meant to have a professionalrelationship with.
My mind drifted back to Foxfresh from the shower, steam rising around him like he was some kind ofdemi-god stepping out of the mist.
I stifled a moan by bitingdown on my lip, aware that my room shared a wall with the guest room. If Ithought for a second that Fox might haveheardme, I would have died ofshame.
I let myself imagine himpushing me back into the shower, the cool tiles stinging my naked back, theheat of Fox’sbody making my head spin at the contrast. He lifted me up like I weighednothing, pinning me to the wall and stepping between my thighs, hot cockrubbing against my belly and leaving a trail of precome.
Fuck.Fuck.
Why not go the whole way? Iwanted his cock inside me, and in the privacy of my own head, I could havethat. The first hot press of him against my hole. The three heartbeats ofanticipation before he shoved up into me, pushing in as far as he could go, alittletoobig. Slow strokes at first, my thighs squeezing his waist ashe held me up. I gasped for breath, choking and moaning as he jerked his hipsinto me, skimming my prostate and sending a shower of sparks cascading down myspine.
Our lips crashed together,and I could feel the catch of his scar dragging against my mouth, reminding methat it wasFoxwho was fucking me, and not anyone else. Fox holding meup against the shower wall, warm spray soaking both of us. His cock pushing mylimits but so damnedgood, hot and thick and perfect, just what Ineeded.
I hissed as my orgasm hit,hips bucking as the first hot spurt spilled over my fingers. A whimper escapedme as I stroked myself through it, rocking with the waves until I had to takemy hand away.
Flopping back onto themattress and staring at the ceiling, I spent a long few minutes catching mybreath. Stars danced in front of my eyes as I came down.
I hadn’t had an orgasmthat good in a while. Not just from jerking myself off with a little spit on mypalm.
This was a disaster, wasn’t it?
I’d just jerked off over thehot private investigator I was meant to be working with.
Worse, I would have done itagain. If I’dthought that doing itoncemight get Fox out of my system, I hadn’t expected toimagine him curling up next to me, holding me close, and whispering that I waswonderful, and everything was going to be okay.
I’d needed to hear that sobadly it was hotter than anything else he’d said to me. All I wanted was forhim to swoop in and fix everything in my life.
And then fuck me until Icame sobbing.
Whoops?
It didn’t have to meananything. The idle fantasies of my tired, stressed brain didn’t have to meanthat I’d end up drooling over Fox in the morning.
Itcouldn’tmean anything,and that was that. There was no way I could afford for Fox to know how I felt.No one even knew I wasgay. So I’d keep it to myself, like Ialways did.
No matter how much I wantedsomeone.
Especially someone who’d already mademe feel so safe.
He was off-limits. Everyonewas off-limits, and I had to live with that if I wanted to keep my career. Itwas a choice I’dalready made.
I let my eyes fall closedagain, pushing away any Fox-related thoughts that crept into my tired, needybrain, and tried to drift back to sleep.
Fox never had to know.
***
“Wow.”
I tugged on the bottom ofthe leather jacket Fox had told me to wear as we approached his bike. I wasn’t sure what I’dbeen expecting, but I hadn’t quite picturedthis.
A big, red bike that came upto my waist at the seat and looked like it was meant for racing. I’d thought Foxwould have something small and practical, maybe one step cooler than a scooter.
