My senses were on high alert, but aside from the raindrops, I couldn’t hear anything out of the ordinary. The trees whispered outside, the highway buzzed in the distance, and a siren wailed in the valley below. Somewhere in the house, I could distinguish the low hum of the air conditioning.
I sat up and looked around the empty room.
Lothair was supposed to be here.
Annoyed with myself for feeling clingy, I got up and went to pee. Then I nipped into my room to change into some old jeans and a T-shirt.
The house was eerily quiet as I walked down the stairs and into the living room area.
“Lothair?”
Nothing.
I swallowed, my throat dry. I hated how my heart pounded with fear. Where was he?
“Lothair!”
The kitchen was empty, the study, the home theater, the gym…
I spotted him outside by the pool. My relief lasted only a heartbeat. He was sitting on the edge of it, hunched over and naked.In the rain.
I pushed the glass sliding door open and ignored getting soaked as I ran to him.
“Lothair? What’s the matter?”
He looked up and squinted as the drops of water ran into his eyes.
“Hi, Terry.”
A small, insecure smile spread across his face. What the hell? Lothair didn’t do insecure.
“What are you doing out here? Come inside.”
“It’s not like I can catch a cold,” he said softly.
“You’re naked, sitting in the rain. It looks creepy. Come on.”
I was getting more freaked out by the second, but he chuckled as he caught my wrist. “Sit down.”
“What? No. It’s pouring.”
“Sit down, Terry!” The suddenly harsh tone of his voicemade me gape at him. He pulled hard, and I sat on the wet tile. My feet slid into the tepid pool water.
“I’m wet all over. Happy now?”
“I don’t know. Depends.”
“What’s going on, Lothair?”
He guided my hand between his legs and cupped my face before leaning close for a kiss.
Not comprehending anything, I opened my mouth on instinct, letting him in. He sighed and kissed me deeply, stroking my tongue with his while his cock grew hard in my hand. With his fingers over mine, he stroked up and down, then he squeezed, and my fingers closed under his cockhead.
He broke the kiss and hissed. “It’s so fucking sensitive.”
My mind reeled. I’d sensed something was off this morning, but now he was acting downright crazy.
He nuzzled my face, breathing hard. “You’re killing me, Terry. Say something. Please.”
