Now, Healey was thinking the sorts of stupid thoughts that moonlight and roses and candles make a man think. For a straight couple, that’d be like buying a house. Was it Healey’s fault his dick was always bobbing inches away from Diego’s face? Or all those times that tooth-brushing and shaving in Diego’s big bathroom gave way to blowjobs and fucking and more. Probably, he was remembering the massive shower in Cecil’s guest suite. “First time I’ve had a distinct advantage because I’m seated.” “Whoops.” Healey leaped when Diego got his fingers involved. “You’re about to prove all those nothing-under-the-kilt rumors true. “Oh, yeah.” Diego’s hot gaze devoured Healey while he cupped the back of his bare thighs, sliding up, and up. It was longing for this-this something they were defining together.Īn unaccustomed shyness struck him. That wasn’t laughter Healey saw in Diego’s expression.
0 kommentar(er)
