Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Heath’s lips flattened out. “I’d prefer not to picture you as a young boy right now, thank you very much.”
Dayne laughed. “Sorry. I just find it ironic that I’m back here as an adult ready to cross swords again.” He unhooked his vest and set it aside on a nearby boulder.
When he turned, he took in the man he wanted so badly that he could taste it. The intensity of that need threw him off kilter. What the hell was going on with him?
Was it because Dayne would’ve normally hooked up with Heath and moved on already? Was the wait for what he wanted screwing with his head?
It had to be.
He grabbed the sweaty T-shirt hanging around Heath’s neck and tossed it on top of his discarded vest. But as soon as he reached for his own shirt, Heath stopped him and gave him a sharp yank. Their bodies crashed together at the same time as their mouths.
The man was a great kisser and that alone was a turn-on. Kissing wasn’t something he did on a regular basis, but for some reason, Dayne couldn’t get enough of Heath.
The taste. The feel. How he looked. His easy-going nature.
Dayne was afraid that if he was into relationships, he’d want to explore this unexpected connection a lot deeper.
But he wasn’t. And he had no plan on being tied to anyone.
As they continued to kiss, lick, and nip each other, fingers skimmed and brushed the same way their mouths did.
A scramble to shove down each other’s shorts proved that both of them were getting impatient. When Dayne shifted his hips, his shorts finished falling to his feet. Seconds later, Heath’s shorts did the same.
His hard cock was aching and Heath had to be suffering from the same ailment, evident by his frantic touches and kisses, moans and grunts.
They needed to move this along before they jerked each other off in a rush for a release. While that end result might be okay, it wasn’t how Dayne wanted to spend his time in this hidden spot alone with Heath. This was an opportunity he didn’t want to pass up.
Heath tugged on Dayne’s bottom lip with his teeth before slowly releasing it. “No head today.”
Brown eyes met his. Since it wasn’t a question, Dayne assumed Heath wanted the same as he did and that wasn’t a blow job. Not right now. “No. I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw your performance on the blanket yesterday.”
“You said that.”
“Worth repeating.”
“When I watched you and Cara,” Heath began, “I honestly never thought I’d get this chance. At the time, I had no way of knowing you were bi. Or that we’d end up naked in the woods together.”
“When you say ‘this chance,’ what do you mean exactly? I really want to fuck you.” Dayne was stating the obvious, but they needed to figure out logistics before they went any further.
“And I want to fuck you,” Heath countered with a furrowed brow.
Shit. Would this end up being a problem? “Is this going to be a fight over which one of us does the other first?”
“Not from me. I’m willing to take my turn as long as you are.”
That was a relief.
Heath’s eyebrows pinched together. “Do you have more than one condom?”
Dayne went over to his discarded vest and pulled out two, along with four small packets of lube. He tossed one foil package at Heath, who caught it.
Heath flipped it over and over within his fingers. “I should get the first shot since I’m a guest, right?”
“I don’t remember that being one of the resort’s policies,” Dayne answered dryly. “We could play rock-paper-scissors to figure it out.”
Heath snorted. “I’m game if you are.”
Jesus. Here they were, two grown men naked in the middle of the woods playing rock, paper, scissors to see who got the first shot at fucking the other.
After three rounds, they finally had a winner.
“You won fair and square.” Luckily, Heath didn’t sound at all disappointed.
“I’m wondering if we should add this game to the resort’s events…”
Another snort exploded from Heath and he set aside the condom he was holding. “You could have a weekly game night. Add in strip poker and naked Twister.”
“Now that’s an idea!”
Heath shook his head. “I was kidding.”
“I know, but offering a game night for the guests might be fun. Okay, do we really want to have a conversation right now? We’re both naked. We’re both hard.” Obviously.
Heath raked his gaze over Dayne, making his cock twitch. “You look great in clothes, but I have to say, I prefer you naked and hard. Despite that piercing and ridiculous tattoo.”
“Ditto. On the naked and hard part, anyway.” Dayne pointed toward a large rock that came up to about their waists. “Plant your hands on that and bend over.”
With his teeth, he ripped open one of the lube packets and approached, taking in every inch of Heath he could see in the bent over position. “Has it been a while?”