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It’s a ship name thing! You know when they combine two names
Grant:
I agree with Lars, sounds like the name of a character from a fantasy book
Reuben:
Fuck off all of you! It’s better than JORDEO
Me:
I’m assuming my opinion is irrelevant, but I vote for neither
Jordan:
@Ainsley Thailand is amazing
Ainsley:
Send us some photos. I need something to look at. I’m fucking dying of boredom at my girlfriend’s uncle’s house. They don’t even have Netflix
Me:
We don’t either
Jordan’s fingers hovered over his phone screen, but then he looked over at me. He glanced away and then looked back, dragging his gaze down over my body in a slow caress. “Theo.”
“Yeah?”
“I think we need to end this conversation. Now.”
Thrusting his phone back underneath his lounger, he climbed to his feet and then sauntered towards the villa doors. When he reached them, he looked back at me and then hooked his fingers into the waistband of his shorts. I watched, my mouth dry as he peeled them off in a glacially slow movement, exposing the gorgeous curves of his ass.
Placing my own phone on the floor, I rose to my feet. My erection made an obscene outline along the front of my swim shorts, and I watched as Jordan’s gaze went molten, heavy with want as he palmed his cock while he gave me a slow, thorough once-over.
Prolonging the moment, I kept my shorts on as I prowled towards him. He took a step back, then another, disappearing inside the villa.
“Why are you running from me, baby? You know I’ll catch you.” I stepped inside, ridding myself of my shorts, and stalked naked through the lounge.
He only had a few places to hide, and I was going to find him and make him pay for running away from me.
A faint noise reached my ears, and I smiled, turning on my heel and heading for the bathroom.
Water.
I entered the bathroom, my gaze immediately going to the huge shower, twice the size of the one at home. When I’d moved in with Jordan, we’d had the bathroom renovated so that there was plenty of room for two of us in the shower at once, but in comparison to this one, ours was miniscule.
Pulling open the shower door, I took a moment to appreciate the beautiful sight in front of me. My hot, wet boyfriend, water cascading down his body, his hair darker than usual and plastered to his head, his thick eyelashes spiky and glistening with droplets of liquid. His eyes were closed, so I took advantage, sneaking up on him, spinning him around and pressing his chest against the tiles, with my hand wrapped around his throat.
Banding my arm around his waist, I dipped my head to his ear, nipping at the lobe as his body melted into me with a shiver. Fuck. I’d never get used to the effect we had on each other.
“Were you trying to run from me, baby?” I slid my hand up, feeling him swallow against my palm as I gripped him underneath his jaw, tilting his head back.
“N—no.” He circled his hips, a hot, wet friction on my cock that threatened the remains of my control. I was already hanging by a thread, just from having my body plastered against his, with him so fucking helpless in my arms.
“Liar.” I bit down on his throat, and he jerked against me.
“Theo.Please.” He reached back, pulling me closer.
