“You two can do whatever PG-13 activities you want.”
My eager hands fumbled Zach’s belt open, his button and zipper following.
I’d overthink it all tomorrow.
CHAPTER 04: ZACH
Eli tasted like forbidden fruit; soft, sweet, andsodelectable. I’d told him he could say no, but I was really glad that he didn’t. I dove in for a second taste, spearing my tongue between his lips. I kept it mild, since we had company. As bold as I could be in the bedroom, I wasn’t going to rope Sadie into anything she hadn’t signed up for seeing.
But when he took off his shirt and let me pour that bottle of water over him, every sense of morality I had nearly flew out the damn window. I twisted my hands into his belt, pulling his hips to mine. His cock was hard, grinding against my thigh.
I wondered how far he wanted to take this…
His hands latched onto thick fistfuls of my hair and tugged, the sting shooting straight to my crotch. Our skin, slick from the water, created asmooth glide between us. He pulled back to look at me, cheeks flushed, his hazel eyes sparkling in the late-afternoon sun.
“Excellent!” Sadie called—fromaboveus.She’d climbed into the tree to get a shot. “Let’s try some different backgrounds, then I’ll let you guys get out of here.”
Sadie led the way around the graveyard, positioning us near various headstones and trying out different positions. She buzzed around like a hummingbird, snapping from different angles. Little by little, I learned Eli’s preferred positions. His favorite was being backed against a headstone taller than he was, with me pressed against his front as I braced myself on the monument behind him. He thrived beneath my attention. He liked being caged in,safe.
Eli grew more confident, skating his fingers across my skin and leaving sparks in his wake. When he found my sensitive spots, like my ribcage and a certain nerve on my hip, desire grew in those gorgeous eyes of his. With each kiss, he melted more into my touch. Every time our tongues tangled, his cock grew harder against my waist.
The second I got this man alone, I was going to unravel him until he could think about nothing but me. Nate and whoever else had wronged him in the past would cease to exist. His pain would vanish, and I would show him only all-consuming pleasure.
Julie had been right: Sadie was wonderful, but the time to say goodbye couldn’t come fast enough. With a promise that we would receive some digital files from the shoot as a thank-you, she drove off—but not before giving us a knowing look.
Eli and I stood in silence, watching the little black car vanish into the distance. I glanced around. The sun had begun to set, casting a warm glow over the woods. The light glittering off the deep blue of my bike had nothing on the sparkle of Eli’s eyes. He’d shoved his hands in his pockets, but his arms still twitched as if he wanted to reach out and touch me.
One could hope.
Finally, he cleared his throat. “What do we do now?”
He gazed up at me with hopeful eyes. He could have left after Sadie finished and we’d never have to speak again—but here he was.
He wanted meto decide.
The thought alone swelled my chest with pride. Someway, somehow, I’d earned a fraction of his trust, and if our meeting earlier today was any indication, he didn’t trust lightly. Not anymore. And yes, it was allhappening quickly, but I was going to trust the words coming out of his mouth—and the way his body reacted to me.
“I have an idea,” I said.
I lunged for him, and his eyes widened. Claiming his waist, I spun us around and pressed him against the seat of my bike. Our mouths crashed together, teeth and tongues battling for dominance, though we both ultimately knew who’d come out on top.
And when my hand snaked into Eli’s curls and tugged, he whimpered into my mouth, signaling his defeat. Jerking his head back in victory, I deepened the kiss. I wedged one of my legs between his thighs, and he happily took advantage of the friction. His hips ground against me, cock straining the fabric of his jeans. He panted, his sweet little sounds vibrating my lips.
His hands teased the sides of my stomach. I shivered at his gentle fingers against my bare skin. He still rutted against my leg like a dog in heat, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was desperate for something—anything—to chase away the roiling emotions inside of him.
Eli didn’t stop me when I sank my hand into his still-open pants. In fact, he leaned back to give me more room to work. His chest heaved with each hard-earned breath. He braced himself on the seat of the bike, tossing his head back and stifling a low sound of pleasure. I parted the denim with my hand, palming his hard cock. It pulsed beneath my touch, and he dropped one of his hands to blanket mine.
I paused, waiting for permission to continue. He peered up at me through dark lashes, eyes sparkling in the fading light. I gave his erection a firm squeeze.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” he moaned, but his eyelids fluttered shut.
“Do you want me to stop?”
His eyes flew open before a single word tumbled out of his mouth. “No.” I dropped to my knees but paused as he threaded his hand through my hair and tugged until I looked up at him.
He smirked and pressed harder on the back of my hand.
“Tell me what you need, sweet boy,” I said, massaging his cock. Another whine, and his hand fell away. “I’m here to please you.”
