It only took a few more strokes before he was coming. The sight of him, completely lost in pleasure, pushed me over the edge, and my cum coated my stomach.
He flopped onto the mattress next to me, and for a moment, we lay there, breathing heavily, our bodies slick with sweat.
Eventually, I rolled onto my side to look at him. He was staring at the ceiling, his chest still rising and falling as he caught his breath. Up close, I could see every detail of the ink spread across his chest.
“Still not used to that.” I traced my fingers along the black lines.
He glanced at me. “My tattoo?”
“Yeah. Never thought you’d get one, or at least not this big. Aren’t Air Force guys more … straitlaced?”
“Way to stereotype an entire branch.” He snorted. “Besides, you know I wasn’t all about moving up in the ranks like my dad. Still needed to be me.”
I dragged my finger over the center where the heart was pierced by two crossed swords. “What does it mean?”
He paused for a second. “The crossed swords are for my last name.”
“And the heart?”
“It’s a reminder.” His voice dropped to almost a whisper.
“Of what?”
He reached up to touch the side of my face. “What my heart felt like after we fell apart.”
I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and pressed my mouth to his before either of us could say anything else.
19
ROWAN
The steamfrom the shower filled the small bathroom as I stood at the sink brushing my teeth. After I finished, I stepped into the warm spray, letting the water cascade over my skin as I reached for my body wash. The bathroom door opened, and a moment later, the shower curtain was pushed back as Keaton stepped inside.
“What are you doing?” I asked with a grin.
He smirked. “What does it look like?”
My eyes moved down his muscular body. “Well, considering we just fucked, we’re either saving water or you want to go again.”
“Can the answer be both?” He stepped closer so we were both under the spray. Water flowed down his body, tracing his abs and accentuating the V-shaped muscles I wanted to run my tongue over for hours.
I pulled him closer, my hands gripping his waist and instead of answering, I kissed him. His hands explored my back, his touch sending shivers down my spine despite the warm water.I could feel my body reacting, my dick hardening against his thigh. Our lips broke apart briefly, while our foreheads remained touching as we caught our breath.
“We need to talk about condoms,” he murmured, his voice barely audible over the shower. “I got a blood test recently and I’m good. Haven’t been with anyone since.”
I nodded. “I’m good too.”
“Perfect because I want to feel you.Allof you.”
I reached for the body wash, squeezing some into my palm. The scent of sandalwood and vanilla filled the air as I rubbed my hands together. “Then turn around, baby.”
He spun around, and I let my soapy hands wander over his hard muscles before wrapping my fingers around his growing erection. “I’m already leaking just thinking about being inside of you raw,” I whispered and nipped at his earlobe.
He groaned and moved to place one foot on the edge of the tub. “Then do it.”
“We don’t have lube.”
He looked over his shoulder and smirked. “I put it on the bathroom counter.”
