“Is this what you were waiting to say to me before I get access to the blueprints?” Alec asked, interrupting Keyes.
Keyes’s hands fell away. “You never let it go. I just made you an official partner, and you’re still unhappy.”
He turned toward his plate, dismissing Alec as he picked up his fork again.
Alec remembered a time in the not-so-distant past when he’d have insecurity about Keyes giving him the cold shoulder. Not anymore. He reached for Keyes’s forearm, twisting it until Keyes looked at him. “What’s the reason you won’t show me what you’ve been working on?”
Keyes’s brows dropped, not in anger but in concentration. “I’m not ready to show you. It’s not done, and I want it to be just right. It’s the first bike I’ve made…”
“It’s not the first…” Alec started and stopped speaking when Keyes launched himself from the chair, causing Alec to back away several steps. Keyes kept coming until Alec found himself hoisted over Keyes’s broad shoulder, easily tossed there. Keyes’s strong arm wrapped tightly around his lower legs while his free hand swatted Alec’s ass as he started toward their bedroom.
“When it's time, I’ll show you,” Keyes growled and swatted a hand over one of Alec’s ass cheeks playfully.
“Let me down,” Alec said and tried to kick his legs. Keyes had a tight hold and swatted his ass again as he moved through the living room.
“Say you’ll stop askin’,” Keyes said, taking long strides through the house. “I’ll show you when I’m ready for you to see.”
“Key, you know I can’t do that.” A heavier slap landed on his ass. A breath he hadn’t known he held rushed free as a sensual warmth spread over his body. Alec was thoroughly aroused, his cock swelling at record speed.
“Yes, you can. Say you’ll stop askin’.”
Alec pushed his fingers into the waistband of Keyes’s jeans. The damn belt kept him from sliding his hands all the way in. Keyes swatted him again. The sensation had his eyes closing, his body tingling as Keyes tossed Alec from his shoulder like a rag doll to land on their bed with a bounce.
He barely had time to get to his elbows before Keyes reached for his runners, flicking each one off before tossing them over his shoulder.
“I’ll suck you before I fuck you if you say you’ll wait until I’m ready to show you,” Keyes growled, the dominant tone sending vibrations of lust straight to Alec’s core.
Jeez. His favorite way to make love.
The tingles sprinted over his nerve endings. Alec dropped back down on the mattress as his cock did its best to burst free of the confines of his compression shorts.
“Deal,” he finally murmured, unsure if he could keep the vow for any length of time. Reasonably, he understood he didn’t want to rush Keyes. He wanted his muscular mister happy and proud of the end product. Sounded doable. Alec grinned and lifted his ass as Keyes brought his shorts down his waist while massaging his hard-on with the big, calloused palm.
Tonight was shaping up to be a perfect night.
