“That sounds quite contradictory.”
“Not when you know what you’re doing.” Dylan bit Rus’ earlobe, tugging just enough to tease. “Don’t worry.”
Dylan took a step back, standing underneath the full blast of the water, and grinning as Rus turned to face him.
“When you decide you’re ready to get fucked, I’ll be here.”
“Yeah?” Rus stepped underneath the blast of water, kissing Dylan, and was tempted to tease a bit more. Still curious where things could go.
“Yeah, and with any luck, Kaiden will get quite the show.” Dylan stroked Rus as he kissed him back.
“Hey, we can give him a show this afternoon,” Rus said, licking Dylan’s Adam’s apple.
“Oh?”
“Yeah, so long as you’re willing to bend over.”
“Hmmm,” Dylan growled. “Tempting. But if you’re gonna fuck me, I’m definitely going to have to break you in first.”
“That so?” Rus lightly bit Dylan’s neck.
“A big dicked stud like you? Hell yeah.” Dylan shot this minxy expression. “Chances are you don’t even know how to fully swing that behemoth.”
“I do just fine, ask Kaiden.”
“Well, after you’ve taken a proper pounding, you’ll learn a thing or two.” Dylan continued gently tugging on Rus’ cock. “Trust me, your stroke game only gets better after you take a good dicking.”
Rus kissed Dylan, if only to shut him up. His words were silky temptations, but Rus wasn’t ready to take such a bold step.
The pair panted as they made out, each jerking the other in the shower.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“I’msurprised you didn’t invite either of your boys over,” Jasmine said, pouring them each a glass of sweet tea after wrapping up their Thanksgiving dinner. “Kind of figured things were getting a bit serious.”
Dylan quirked a brow but didn’t reply. Truthfully, he was exhausted since he’d been helping get everything ready with Jasmine. She’d dragged him out of bed at five in the morning to start prepping. Considering it was barely past four in the afternoon, he was ready to pass out entirely. Instead, he continued rinsing dishes before stacking them into the dishwasher.
“So, is it serious?”
“Yeah, ish.” Dylan shrugged. “But Rus had to head home for the holidays, so I figured we’d keep it low-key. No need to rush everyone into family holidays.”
“You don’t want to meet his family?”
“I honestly haven’t really considered it.”
“Oh?” Jasmine retrieved a small bottle of booze from her purse, a giddy expression on her face as she poured it into one of the glasses. “Time for a little tea and tequila.”
Jasmine’s face suggested the tea would come from Dylan more than the glasses of sweet tea on the counter. She had her inquisitive face on.
They didn’t keep alcohol in the house with so many teens floating about. Yet they managed to always find a bottle of something every few months. This wasn’t contraband, though. Oh no, this was the fancy tequila Jasmine liked every now and then.
“So, is Kaiden dropping by later?” Jasmine asked, stirring her glass. “This will be the first year he’s not enduring his family celebration, right?”
“Yeah, add that to the list of things I’m thankful for this year,” Dylan said as he wiped down the kitchen sink. “But he’s working today, so again, we’re just keeping it casual.”
Personally, Dylan liked celebrating Thanksgiving with Kaiden and would’ve loved to add Rus to the mix, but with both of them creating conflicting plans, Dylan settled into the routine of the holiday. He focused on the house and kept things simple.
“Alison has him working the gallery?” Jasmine tsked. “She’s not even in the country.”
