“I don’t care to hide this, Elijah. And even if I did, I’m not sure I can.”
He swallowed, stepping back until he was pressed fully against the man behind him. “Then don’t.”
“You’re okay with that?”
Elijah knew he wouldn’t be able to safely answer that question until he was in a situation that required him to do something out of his comfort zone, but he nodded anyway. It wasn’t like their friends hadn’t figured out something was going on already. Hell, Luke had all but called them on it that one night and since Logan’s brother had gone to Chicago to talk Logan off the ledge, there was a good chance he knew exactly what was going on.
The warmth at his back disappeared. A moment later, Logan turned him around with a gentle tug on his arm. Elijah backed against the dresser, now face to face with Logan.
He sucked in a ragged breath when Logan began unbuttoning his jeans, slowly inching the zipper down.
“You’re saying you won’t be embarrassed if I get the urge to suck your dick while we’re sitting out by the pool?”
Elijah exhaled sharply when Logan’s hand curled around the iron-hard length of his cock and squeezed. To prove he was onboard with the idea, Elijah shoved his jeans down his hips, freeing his cock.
Logan chuckled, his eyes glittering with both heat and mischief. “You definitely like that idea.” He stroked Elijah’s cock. Down. Up. “You don’t think I’ll do it?”
Two weeks ago, he would’ve said no, but now Elijah wouldn’t put anything past Logan.
To his shock, Logan lowered to his knees before him, his hand still moving firmly over his raging erection. Every muscle in his body was tense with anticipation of that wicked mouth on him.
Gripping the edges of the dresser, Elijah fought to remain upright when Logan licked the swollen head of his cock. Seeing him like this … he’d never seen anything even remotely as enthralling. Such a big, powerful man on his knees, succumbing to his desires.
Logan sucked him into his mouth then released him, licking from root to tip, his eyes lifting to Elijah’s face. “What if I want to bend you over and slide my cock into your ass?”
A violent tremor rattled his body.
“Would you bend over for me then, Eli?”
He nodded because, right here and now, he wanted that more than his next fucking breath.
“You like when I fuck you?”
Elijah couldn’t deny that he did. This past week had proven he was a slut for this man, wanting something he’d never wanted before in his life. Although they’d only done it twice now, it was something he fantasized about immensely.
Logan’s eyes narrowed. “What if I want you to fuck me, Elijah? Fuck my ass while I fuck Sam’s tight, wet cunt?”
He swallowed, his cock jerking in Logan’s fist. He’d fantasized about that, too, ever since Logan had brought it up.
“Fuck,” Logan hissed, releasing his cock and jerking at the denim confining his thighs. “Take off your shirt.”
Elijah didn’t hesitate. He jerked the T-shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor while Logan stripped off the rest of his clothes.
When Logan was on his feet again, Elijah yanked at his shirt, wanting him as naked as he was. It took no time at all before they were skin to skin on the enormous bed, their mouths fused, hands roaming, hips pumping as they sought what the other was offering.
They ended up sixty-nining, Elijah feasting on Logan’s throbbing cock while they lay on their sides. It was wickedly hot to surrender to something he’d wanted for so long without fearing the aftermath.
“Don’t you dare make me come,” Logan growled, the rumble sending vibrations through Elijah’s balls. “You gave her an hour. I expect you to keep to the timeline.”
Feeling more at ease than he’d been in forever, Elijah slowed his pace, savoring every second.
***
“Are you watching the clock?”
Sam’s attention shifted from her phone to her friends. They were sitting poolside in one of the many cabanas that were set up. When she’d walked out of the bungalow, she’d been eager to hang out with her friends, to take in the sights of a fetish resort of this caliber. However, the more she replayed what Elijah had said, the more eager she became to go back to see what they were up to.
“Of all of us, I thought Sam would be the one to go crazy for the scenery,” Mercedes noted.
