Page 424 of Seasons of Love
It felt warm, settling. His welcoming brown eyes roamed over me, looking for the source of my worry.
“Yeah, everything’s okay.” I smiled at him and saw his immediate relief. That settled my nerves a little more too.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the front door. “Come on, I need your help with something.”
We went straight to the bedroom, so I placed my bag on the floor next to the chest of drawers.
The bag hadn’t even landed safely when I was pulled once again. Though not toward the kitchen or living room as I’d expected. No, Griff led me to the bathroom.
“Did something break here?” I asked. “I know I worked housekeeping at the resort, but I’m totally hopeless at maintenance stuff.”
Griff laughed and then tilted his head, looking me up and down in a way that raised my body temperature by one hundred degrees, not to mention other parts of my body.
“I think you’re wrong. The kind of maintenance I need you to carry out is not only essential, but I’m also pretty sure you’re great at it,” he said.
He pushed me against the sink and pulled my shirt over my head, then he pulled his off and leaned against me.
His lips ghosted over the skin of my neck. “Is this okay?”
“Fuck yeah,” I breathed out, pulling him even closer by his hips. I was impossibly hard, and so was he, judging from the jean-covered hardness pressed against mine.
I needed to kiss him, feel his soft lips on mine, taste him, but he had other plans. He worshiped every inch of my skin until he reached my nipples, where he sucked them into hard peaks.
“If you keep doing that, you’re gonna make me come,” I rasped.
“Are you serious?” he asked, looking at me with the kind of smile that said he was dying to test that theory. I nodded.
Griff licked a path up my sternum, onto my neck, and over my Adam’s apple until his lips claimed mine.
I put my hand behind his head to keep him in place while I sucked his lips with mine until he opened his delicious mouth for me. I swirled my tongue around his until we were both struggling for breath.
“One day, we’ll see if that’s true, but not today,” he said between kisses.
“What are we doing today?”
“Getting naked,” he said, opening the front of my jeans and drawing my cock out. “And staying naked.” He gave it a teasing tug before releasing it and helping me out of my jeans, shoes, and socks.
“I can be on board with that,” I chuckled.
The rest of his clothes came off, and in no time, we were back to kissing and touching each other. I felt so hot. Even the cold sink behind me didn’t bother me in the least.
Griff let go of me to turn the shower on, so I made the best of him being temporarily turned away and sunk to my knees.
“Fuck.” Griff cried when I all but buried my face in his ass. He smelled freshly cleaned, so I went straight for the kill. I squeezed and then held his butt cheeks open so I could see my prize.
He relaxed his hole for me, which was an invitation to go for it. As if I needed it.
I saw him grip the door to the shower before licking a path from his taint all the way up his crease, taking my time rimming his hole.
The more Griff pushed back against my tongue, the more I denied him what he wanted. He groaned in frustration. “Jake.”
I looked at the tiled floor beneath me and saw a trail of precum from my cock to the tile, and he wasn’t doing any better because, in his eagerness to get more of my tongue, he’d neglected his own cock.
“Could you come like this?” I asked.
“Try me,” he rasped.
I stood up and turned him around, slamming my mouth on his as I walked him back inside the shower.
