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I raised an eyebrow. “Are you complaining?”
Colin grinned. “Not even for a second. Are you worried enough to give me a sponge bath?”
“I will make sure you don’t get dizzy in the shower.” I rolled to straddle his waist, propping myself up on one elbow and searching his face. How did it take me so long to admit I wanted this? Wanted him? How did I almost throw this away?
He tilted his head up to brush his lips over mine, then flopped back, hesitation flitting in his eyes.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Just making sure this is real.”
Because for me it was new, and for him it was years of waiting, finally realized. “It is. I promise.”
Colin used his full body to push me back, the heat of his chest against mine searing me. His smile was easy and familiar, but I was seeing it differently now. “Good.” He kissed me again. “Though I’m not sure I trust you to catch me if I fall, with that bum arm.”
“Asshole. Don’t fall, then.”
“Setting aside the fact that completely contradicts thegetting dizzysentiment… Too late.” He hopped to his feet. “Shower?”
The tiny stall in his bathroom wasn’t made for two people. The tub in mine was barely better, but standing up, we made it work. Except, standing naked as I faced Colin, hot water streaming over us, hesitation and uncertainty seized me in a way I wasn’t familiar with.
Not that I wanted to leave. But I didn’t know what to do next, with another guy’s dick, hard and pressing into my bare hip.
Colin reached past me, pressing flesh to flesh, and grabbed the body wash. “It’s a shower. There’s no pressure.”
He squirted soap into my hand, and then his own, before setting the bottle down again. It didn’t matter that he focused on not erogenous regions—my chest, my arms—the way he glided slick palms over my skin was incredible.
I returned the favor as best I could with one arm, memorizing the terrain of his body. I’d seen him almost every day since we were teenagers, frequently with both of us wearing next to nothing, and in even less in the showers at the pool. This was different. Electrifying. I wanted to imprint it in my mind forever.
This specific experience was new, but I had a good idea what I’d want if I were in Colin’s place. What I wanted now. I dropped my hand to Colin’s cock, and the sound that rumbled from his chest rolled over and through me when I started to stroke.
The angle wasn’t the same as if I were doing this for myself, but I’d been jerking off for a long time and it was easy to see if Colin liked what I did.
When he returned the favor, I let out a long groan, and jerked against his tight, slippery grip. He tugged me closer and crushed his mouth to mine. We matched each other stroke for stroke.
Desire and pleasure mounted inside me, wrapping me in the sensations. My need surged toward a bursting point, and my balls tightened. I squeezed Colin harder. Pumped faster. I was barely aware of where his grunts—his body—ended and mine began.
Everything about this was new and amazing, despite the gestures being familiar. This wasn’t just physical, there was an emotional connection that ran between us and tied us together. That intensified every sensation and sound and the taste of Colin’s kisses and the way he looked with his eyelids fluttering. Hell, even the faint scent of chlorine mixed with soap, as both rinsed down the drain, was arousing.
Colin jerked against my touch with shudders that matched mine. Orgasm flooded me, and his touch eased up as mine did. I rested my head against his shoulder, and he leaned his weight into my good arm, as we both panted to catch our breath. Water spilled around us, rinsing away the results of our mutual masturbation. I tilted against the wall, letting the cool tile soothe my heated skin.
“God, I love you.” Colin’s murmur blended with the sound of the shower.
It’d be easy to joke that a good orgasm made a lot of people say that, but I didn’t want to lose this moment. I didn’t want to play down the warmth bursting in my heart. “I love you too.”
I’d had plenty of practice doing things one-handed the first time I tore my rotator cuff, but there was no way I was going to stop Colin from helping me wash my hair, or rinse me clean, or dry me off.
We both got dressed, and wandered into the kitchen for lunch. We’d done this so many times in the past, but today, it was brand new.
“What do you want?” I asked.
Colin shrugged. “Grilled cheese?”
My heart stalled and my step faltered and images of Daria flashed in my mind.
“Are you okay?” Colin asked.
My love life wasn’t quite as neatly tied up as I wanted, and I didn’t know how to explain the hesitation to Colin. How was I supposed to tell herI mean it when I say I love you, but there’s someone else, too.
