Page 124 of The Shots You Take

“I get it. It’s big.”

“Big? It’s fucking huge. There’s acouchin there. You take rests on that thing while walking across the closet, or what?”

“I like clothes, okay?”

“Yeah, me too, but that’s like Céline Dion level.”

Adam snorted and started laughing again.

“I’ve never seen so much navy and brown,” Riley continued. “It was like being in a lake.”

“Then take me shopping, asshole. Since you’re the expert.”

Riley lit up. “Could we? Before I leave? If you feel up to it?”

Adam smiled at him. “Sure. We can go shopping.”

“The fashion options aren’t great back home. Halifax is okay, but it’s not Toronto.”

Adam stood. “Okay. I’m putting the robe on.” He’d been wearing only underwear since they’d kissed. He slipped the robe on and let out a weird little sigh. “Oh, that’s nice.”

“Shit,” Riley murmured. “Yeah.”

Adam examined himself in a mirror. He’d never worn anything like this. Had he ever worn a floral print? Probably not; he barely wore prints at all. He’d always focused on looking classy and stylish and, well, straight.

“Oh, hello,” he said to his reflection. “I like this.”

Riley came up behind him and their gazes met in the mirror. “You look really fucking hot.”

Adam tilted his head back against Riley’s shoulder. “Yeah?”

“Mm.” Riley slid a hand down Adam’s bare chest and kissed his neck.

“Riles,” Adam breathed. He dropped a hand down to the hem of Riley’s little shorts and dipped his fingertips under. He teased at the soft hairs on Riley’s thigh while Riley sucked on his neck and circled a finger over Adam’s left nipple. Adam never took his eyes off the mirror. They looked so good together.

He watched the way Riley’s lips pressed against his skin, the way his huge hands slid along Adam’s skin, and the way his own cock grew hard in his black briefs. The robe slid off Adam’s right shoulder, and Riley kissed the exposed skin there.

He turned his head and captured Riley’s lips in a messy, frantic kiss. Riley’s erection bumped against his ass and, yeah. Adam wanted it.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned when Riley reached down andcupped the bulge in Adam’s briefs. He watched their reflection, watched Riley’s eyes grow dark as he massaged Adam’s cock.

“Look at how fucking sexy you are,” Riley rumbled in his ear.

Adam mostly wanted to look at how sexy Riley was. “Want you,” he managed.

Riley slipped his hand inside Adam’s underwear and pulled his cock out. Adam gasped from the relief of being free, and from how fucking debauched he looked in the mirror.

“You wanna get fucked, Shep?” Riley asked as he stroked him.

“Yes.” God, it was pretty much all he’d been able to think about since Riley had fucked him the first time. “I loved it.”

Riley growled. “You wanna see how close I can get you first? You wanna watch that happen in the mirror?”

Oh, Christ. “Yeah. Fuck.”

Riley kept the pace slow and easy, reminding Adam of how much time they had. Three weeks. Of course, Adam wouldn’t be in peak sexual condition during that time, but still: three weeks!

But it was the idea of everything after those three weeks that was really making Adam’s heart race. This could be his life from now on. Riley and hot sex and silk robes and a home that Riley filled with beautiful things.

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