Page 26 of Tastes of Him

“Well, you’ll have all your patients, and I will lack patience when I have to go back to work and deal with customers, so that means we’ll both have to share one another. Responsibilities always have a way of coming in between couples, and I’d like to put that off for as long as possible and just enjoy the fact that we have an extension to a vacation that is long overdue.”

He pressed a kiss against the back of my hand again. “Well, I can’t say you’re wrong there. Plus, getting you alone in a comfortable bed will never be something that I turn down. Find us a place. Tell me where to go so I can get you on your back again.”

I snorted. “I don’t know why you think it’s going to be me on my back this time. If anyone’s going to be on their back, it’s going to be you.”

“Oh, is that so? Well, I guess we’ll just have to see once you find us that hotel room.”

I pulled out my phone quickly, brought up the website for my favorite hotel, and hoped the rooms available had plenty of soundproofing. I had often booked alone when I wanted to pamper myself in a home away from home, but I had never brought anyone else with me before. Not even Cameran. My hand shook slightly as I booked our room, not with anxiety but with excitement. Now, it was someone else I wanted to pamper. I told Rod where to go and settled back as the sun started its slow descent in the sky.

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“When you said you wanted to get a hotel and spend some time with me, I didn’t expect to be wined and dined this well,” Rod said as he opened the door to our suite. He set our suitcases on the floor, and I bypassed him to look around the room. Everything looked perfect, and a flare of satisfaction welled up in me at the sound of appreciation in his voice.

“Seriously, is there a special occasion that I missed? I’m a little worried now that perhaps I didn’t show you the best that I could have. You’re not going to take me out in a room as nice as this, are you?”

I waved his concerns away as I walked further into the room. “Why would I do that? If I was going to kill you, I would’ve done it when you dragged me through fucking Montana.”

“That’s true,” he replied.

When I turned, I was met with an armful of him and his lips connecting with mine. The sigh I let out was involuntary as I wrap my arms around his shoulders. I would never get enough of his kisses nor the syrupy pulses of pleasure they always seemed to invoke in me. How this man could be so familiar and so comfortable and yet drag me to the edge of pleasure so quickly, I would never understand.

“So, what was that about getting me on my back?” he teased, dipping his tongue between my lips. I tried to follow him, ignoring the question in favor of tasting more of him, but he pulled back far enough that I could see the smile that stretched his mouth. If this was how he wanted to play it, then we could play.

“Well, there’s a few ways we can do this,” I replied.” You can be a good boy and go lay down in the bed, or I can pick your ass up and throw you on the bed. Take your pick.”

I felt his body tense, and I wondered for a moment if I had gone too far. It wasn’t until he smirked that I then thought perhaps I hadn’t gone far enough.

“Do you think I’m a good boy?”

“I think you can be a very good boy,” I said. “All you need is a firm hand and the right motivation.”

He pressed one more slick kiss against my lips before letting me go completely. I reached out, ready to chase him, but paused when he reached for his jacket. I watched as he pulled it off and tossed it to the floor, then went to reach for his shirt. He turned and walked toward the bed, leaving me standing there, mouth agape at the impromptu strip show that I was witnessing. Obviously, it wasn’t the first time I had seen him take his clothes off, but it hit me like a ton of bricks that this man, sexy as he was smart, was somehow into me. It still didn’t seem real.

I watched his back muscles flex as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it uncaring to the floor. He glanced over his shoulder at me, teeth gleaming under the dimming light of the sun. “Are you just going to stand there and watch, or are you going to come with me?”

My brain kicked back online, and I pulled my own jacket off as I moved to follow him. “I plan to come,” I replied. “But not until I’ve made a mess of you first.”

“You always have such a way with words, and yet, you still are dressed.” Rod’s pants hit the floor, and my eyes locked on the glory that was his ass. Seeing it and feeling it once would never be enough, and when his globes flexed as he pulled down his boxers, I was treated to a feast for my eyes only. I don’t know what got into me, but before I knew it, I had him pressed down, chest against the bed with his ass gloriously bare and ready for me.

The city lights cast bursts of light across Rod’s skin, and my fingers itched to trace each pattern. It took a moment to realize I could. Feeling him and soaking him in was something not only allowed but welcome.

“You’re beautiful.”

His shoulders shook lightly as he chuckled. “Men aren’t beautiful, Sean.”

“Who says?”

“I don’t know. Everybody.”

“Well, that’s bullshit, and I won’t be subscribing to that,” I said, pressing my hands down on his back as I leaned over him. “Scoot up on the bed and give daddy some room to work.”

“Please don’t ever refer to yourself as daddy again.” His voice was choked with laughter, and I rolled my eyes before digging my thumbs into his shoulders. The rumble of his chest spread through me from where we touched, his skin warm and silky as my fingers glided over him. Each dip drew my attention until I was hunched over him, my forehead braced against the back of his neck. The scent of citrus and mint swelled around me, making me hunger more for the hit of it.

“How do you still smell so good after riding around for twelve hours?” I mumbled, sticking my tongue out to sample more of that flavor. His answer was muffled and slid into another groan when I pressed my teeth gently against the base of his neck.

“Fuck, you are such a tease,” Rod whispered, turning his head as much as he could to look at me. I rested one hand on the bed to prop myself up and brought the other around to cup his cheek.

“Only a tease if I don’t follow through,” I whispered back before capturing his lips. Despite having started this game, I wanted nothing more than to say fuck it and take him right then. It seemed he had the same idea as his hips rose up, pressing his ass against my cloth-covered dick.

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