“Hey,” Chase said. “Do you think I could do this?”
I assumed he meant whatever was happening on the TV screen, but I was barely paying attention. How could I when my hand was drifting towards the growing bulge between his thighs?
“Hm?” I asked without looking.
I heard him swallow. “This amateur underwater exploration thing. I mean, I can swim. I love fish. And we have a lot of—” He made a small sound when I slipped my palm across his tenting boxer briefs. “Natural. Water. Around here. Like, lakes and rivers. And stuff.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, still not fully hearing him.
He blew out a shaky breath. “All I’d need is a wet suit and diving equipment and... well, a really expensive camera.”
I stopped touching his dick and sat upright.
“You’re going to make underwater exploration videos? And post them online? As a career?” I asked.
He shrugged. “It’s not like I have anything better to do, since Faust got me fired... from a crappy job I hated.” When I stared at him with a raised eyebrow, he blushed and said, “Okay, how is thatanyweirder than being a professional exorcist?”
I snorted. “You’re right. It’s way weirder.”
“Now you’re gonna get it,” Chase growled.
He pounced on top of me and I let him do it, chuckling as he pinned my back to the couch. My heart fluttered as he glared down at me with burning blue eyes.
“All right, Mr. Exorcist,” Chase said. “Wanna tell me why underwater YouTube explorer isn’t a viable job option?”
He shoved his knee between my legs, nudging them apart. The spark of arousal that shot up my spine turned my mind blank for a few seconds. Then I huffed and clutched his knee hard with my calves to prove that I wasn’t rolling over just yet.
“Yeah, because Lake Ontario is so exciting,” I pointed out dryly. “What’s more exotic? The yellow perch or the smallmouth bass?”
Chase blew out a frustrated breath, but he looked amused, too. “Why is it hot that you know that?”
“Because you’re a weirdo,” I said fondly.
“Yeah, well, so are you, Mr. Outdoor Heated Pond with Tannins.”
His hands dove between my thighs, and I gasped as he shoved them apart. Sometimes I forgot his raw strength, but I wasn’t complaining. It was hot when he put those muscles to good use.
Chase’s fumbling hands worked my pants loose and shoved them down.
“Okay, forget the underwater exploration. What d’you think I should do, then?” he asked. “Get another crappy job at the mall?”
I couldn’t think about serious topics like jobs right now. Not while Chase’s palms skimmed the low parts of my belly. He was such a tease.
“No,” I grunted.
He lowered himself on top of my legs. His jawline grazed my cock, which strained in my underwear, and he smirked up at me. “How about I suck your dick professionally? Is that better?”
My cheeks flooded with heat so fast I got dizzy. “No. I mean. Sure.” I clenched my eyes shut. “Fuck. Stop asking stupid questions.”
He chuckled. It came out husky and thick with arousal. “You sure? I’d do it all day long if you paid me—”
I grabbed the back of his dumb blond head and shoved his face into my straining erection. Chase groaned, the sound muffled and raw. His lips mouthed my bulge through my underwear. That sensation alone felt incredible. I shuddered and forced myself not to buck my hips.
A nagging voice in the back of my head pointed out how inappropriate it was that I demand my client blow me. But right now, I truly didn’t give a shit. All I wanted was Chase’s big mouth wrapped around my cock.
He drew down my waistband, freeing me. I hissed softly as the cool air hit my throbbing skin. Chase nuzzled my length with his cheek. His eyes were half-lidded and dazed with lust, an expression that drove me wild. When he kissed up along the side of my shaft, I slapped a hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t squeal. But as Chase peppered kisses along my cock, it was impossible to hold back a stifled moan.
“So?” he asked. “What d’you think?”
