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On catching him.
Just a few more feet and we’d be homeward bound. I was beside him within seconds, focusing on my breath...
Nolan never looked at me. Instead, he kept his eyes trained on his target, our finish line.
Keeping with his pace, I knew it wouldn’t be long until I hit that finish, until I claimed my prize.
Yet, I was more than surprised when Nolan pulled out a wicked sprint, taking off like a bat out of hell for the finish line, leaving me in his dust.
Literally, because his shoes kicked up a cloud of dirt on the trail as he all but leaped to the finish line. When he got there, he hunched over quickly, his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.
He fucking beat me!
I wanted to snap, make some douchey comment, after all I’d always been a competitive man, but something about the reality of the moment left me feeling not only surprised, but proud.
Because he fucking beat me.
I huffed out a breath as I snatched my water bottle again for a drink, the only sound between us Nolan’s labored breathing. He stood upright, face all flushed as he removed his shirt, using it to wipe the sweat from his face.
My gaze roved over his form, my cock stiffening at the sight of his abs.
Nolan has fucking abs?
Who would have thought?
His pale skin caught the sunlight streaming through the trees, the sweat on his very delicious, very pronounced Adonis belt that dipped into his shorts like a glowing sign.
The sudden image of me running my tongue along those groves, tasting the salt of his sweat, pushed to the forefront of my mind, and I mindlessly adjusted myself as I watched him wipe the sweat from his forehand.
I offered him my water bottle.
“You look a little thirsty, there Nolan,” I said, much darker than I’d intended.
Nolan looked back at me with fiery amber eyes, licking his pouty lips in thirst.
Fuuuuck.
Why is that so hot right now?
Nolan shuffled his weight as he shook his head. “I’m good, thanks.”
“I promise I don’t have cooties. Clean as a whistle in all ways that count,” I said with a wink.
What the fuck?
Where did that come from?
“Seriously,” I said, covering up my creepy ass comment as I took a step closer.
Nolan looked at my water bottle like it was a snake about to bite him. He took a deep breath, before grabbing it from me, his eyes never leaving mine.
“That makes two of us.” He grunted as he took a long pull, and I half worried he’d drain the whole thing, but I didn’t mind as I watched him guzzle my water down his throat, little streams pouring out the sides of his pretty little mouth.
Do not think sexy thoughts.
Do not think...
I hadn’t had a race like that in a long time, and something about the sweat, the sunlight... a shirtless Nolan and his cocky attitude… had me feeling off my game.
