sharply when he saw Ethan. Naked. That damn sexy half-smile on his face.
“Sabrina said I should come and say hi.”
“Did she?” Chase grabbed him around his neck and pulled him close. “Is Lance up?”
“In the kitchen.”
“So we don’t have much time?”
“It’s your schedule.”
Chase pressed his mouth against Ethan’s and backed him against the tile wall. It had been several
days since they’d been alone. “I missed you.”
Chase groaned as Ethan grabbed his cock and started stroking him. Chase tightened his grip on
Ethan’s neck and thrust his tongue into his mouth. Ethan pulled free and dropped to his knees, taking
Chase fully into his mouth. Chase groaned and laced his fingers into Ethan’s damp hair.
“You taste like Sabrina,” Ethan said, pulling away.
Chase grinned and leaned his head back. “She tasted like you this morning.” He closed his eyes as
Ethan sucked hard, bringing him to full attention.
Ethan’s mouth felt amazing, but Chase knew he had limited time before Lance came up looking for
him and that would be awkward. He pulled Ethan up by his hair and turned him around. “I’m really
glad we left the lube in the shower after last time,” he murmured in his ear and reached for the bottle.
“We have a bottle in almost every room,” Ethan said and then gasped as Chase ran his fingers
over his hole. “Fuck, just fuck me.”
“You’re not stretched.”
“I don’t care. Just go slow.”
Chase put his hand on Ethan’s shoulder and pressed his cock against his tight hole. He slowly
pressed forward. Ethan pressed his cheek into the cool tile, eyes closed, mouth open. He let out a
guttural groan and Chase froze.
“Don’t stop. Hurt feels good.”
Chase blinked. “You sure?”
“Fuck yeah. Just. Get in me.”
“Ethan—”
Ethan slammed backward and Chase grunted as his cock slide halfway into Ethan’s ass. Well if
that’s what he wants . . . Chase grabbed Ethan’s hips and thrust forward all the way in. Ethan’s face