He followed Sami’s reactions like a treasure map, watched what turned his knuckles white against the navy sheets.Every moan was a victory that spurred Baz on to go faster, harder.
Sami steadied himself palm-first against the headboard.His luscious curls bounced with every thrust.His rapid breaths were in perfect sync with their rhythm.
When Baz reached around to jerk him off too, Sami threw his head back with a loud, heartfelt moan that rippled through Baz.So fucking beautiful.
Sami’s body twitched and clenched down on his dick.Everything inside of Baz drew together before it exploded.He came harder than he had in a long time.Perhaps ever.
They collapsed on the mattress together.Baz rolled off him immediately.Sami flopped onto his back, chest heaving, wearing only a blissed-out, open-mouthed smile that made him look soft, sweet even… No, not sweet.Just worn out.Because Baz had worn him out.
Oh god.
The orgasmic fog cleared out of his brain.How could he let this happen?What now?He waited for regret to set in and taunt him for his recklessness—
“I love it when I’m right about people,” Sami panted.“You really are the worst.”
And Baz cachinnated at the sheer ridiculousness of that man.If this was Sami having a bad time, he needed to see him enjoy himself.They had even come at nearly the same time!When did that ever happen in real life?
Sami turned onto his elbow.“Wow, I got you to fuck me and laugh at my jokes?I’ll say, Mr.Hadley, are you starting to like me?”
“Not a chance.But you do have a nice ass, I will admit that.”
“Thank you.And good.Don’t you dare fall in love with me.”
Like there was anything lovable about Sami.“Never.”
“I expect nothing less from the guy who wouldn’t buy me a drink.”
“Geez, you’re really hung up on that drink.”
“Eh, yes?This could have happened Friday if you had played your cards right.”
Hard to argue with that, though that had hardly been Baz’s fault.“You do the weirdest flirting.”
“Excuse me!Do you realize how hard it is to flirt with a guy as rude as you?I wanna see you try that.”
“So why did you?No one forced you, right?”Unless he had lied about Ian’s involvement…
Sami shrugged one shoulder.“I love a challenge.”
Funny.So did Baz.
The scars on Sami’s arm shimmered under the light.Baz’s fingers tingled with the urge to feel their smoothness once more.He curled them into a fist.Meaningless sex was one thing; touching outside of it was another.
“Anyway.This was fun, but I should get going,” Sami declared through a yawn.
Baz sat up.Already?“You’re not trying to stay the night and, I don’t know, snoop around?”
“Is there something for me to uncover?”
“Like I’d tell you that.I just thought—”
“Trust me, Baz, if I stayed the night, neither of us would get any sleep.”Sami winked and swung his legs over the edge of the bed.
“Is that a promise?”Baz bit his lips shut.Idiot.
“It is.For next time.”
He was just going to assume there’d be a next time?Baz also had a say in that—Sami bent forward to pick up his pants, his beautiful ass on full display.Baz swallowed.Well, why close that door completely, right?Sami hadn’t once asked about the case, no sensitive information had been exchanged.No harm done.
