My tats decorate most of my body, especially the upper half. They’re my most attractive quality, if I had to choose, and it’s not an easy choice with competition among my other qualities being so stiff.
“I’ve been getting them since I was young.” Maybe too young.
He chews on his bottom lip, and it’s hard for me to look away. His gaze is still roaming my chest. “You got color in some of them, but can you even tell what colors they are?”
He’s referring to my colorblindness? Those who know about it usually avoid the topic out of fear of being insensitive. They walk on eggshells around it like the cowards they are, but not Kingsley.
“If you’re thinking I see black and white, you’re wrong,” I state. King’s eyes narrow curiously. Yeah, that’s what he thought. “I have red-green color blindness. It means some colors blur together, not that I can’t distinguish them at all.”
“Oh.”
With a wet finger, he traces the outline of the bat tattoo on my upper chest. He traces over every tattoo I have, as if he’s amazed there are so many on me. It’s not like he’s never seen this many—his dad has more than me, but he still caresses each one as if he’s mesmerized.
His hand moves to the water’s edge, at my lower stomach, and my lower half throbs. I grunt, trying to fight the growth in my shorts, but I wouldn’t mind if his fingers moved a little lower.
Kingsley’s chewing his lip so much he might reopen the cut. With his finger still on my stomach, just above the water, he waits. For a signal? For confirmation? For me to give in?
Hell, I gave in back at the wine cellar.
I stick my hand in the water and under his shirt. When he doesn’t stop me, I let my hand wander up his chest until I find his nipple, and when I pinch, the rise and fall of his chest freezes.
The pool’s heat makes his sweaty skin gleam. Lips parted, I wait for him to say we don’t need to do this again. Just because I established the “no kissing” rule, and he agreed, doesn’t make this any lesswrong.
I give his bud another squeeze, and he bites down on his lip. A surge ripples through me, realizing it’s a sensitive spot for him, and I want to push it further. I keep going, squeezing and twisting it underneath his wet shirt, making him squirm against me.
I can see through it, but this damn shirt is in my way. I want to tear it off him and get full access to his top half like he has mine, but something tells me he won’t let it be removed. If he did, it’d be gone.
I reach into the warm water and into his shorts to grip his hardened dick, and it pulses in my grasp.
“Fuck, you’re hard,” I breathe.But I may be harder.
I yank his trunks down, but he has to lift his hips to get them off. The shorts float in the water beside us, and they’re incriminating evidence if my brother sees, but I’ll gamble that he’s too busy with the park to walk in on us.
My finger grazes the tip of his dick. He shivers, and the sight sends tingles in my groin, enhanced by the warmth of the water. Unable to hide my smirk, I do it again and earn the same reaction.
I tease a bit more before I let my hand travel to his long shaft. I stroke him slowly, then faster, tugging and yanking, changing the pressure as King’s brown eyes squeeze shut, and he bites down hard.
“Shit,” he groans, palms pressed against my chest. “I’m close.”
Hearing that, I stop.
King’s eyes blink open, dumbfounded. “What the fuck?”
Something playful buzzes in my chest. “Well, that would have been too easy.”
His lip curls, and for the first time, he’s genuinely peeved. “Don’t fucking tease me.”
“Don’t tell me what to do,” I retort.
While Kingsley gawks at me like a fool, I dip into my shorts and pull my cock into the water. I bite back a moan; the water’s almost too hot, sticking to me, making every nerve hypersensitive.
I look again and see him stroking himself under the water, eagerly.
I swat his hand away. “Don’t be impatient, Prince. Only I can touch you. Got it?”
With his bulging, watery eyes, I expect him to resist. The man looks like he’s about to implode, for fuck’s sake. Instead, he gives a curt nod.
There’s that submissiveness in Kingsley no one gets to see except forme.Fucking amazing.
