Page 85 of Last Chance Love

“Have I ever told you you have a great ass?” he asked in a low voice with just a hint of growl and heat.

“You’ve mentioned it,” I told him, knowing he loved it when I returned his attitude. “Have I told you that you do too?”

“Not nearly as good as yours.”

“Ah, that might be true, but you more than make up for it with that dick.”

“Can I make up for how much work I’ve put you through today with it?”

I turned to lean against the wall, arching a brow. “Oh? And when would you like to do that? After you’ve worked me to the bone? When I’m exhausted and pliable?”

“Tempting,” he admitted, glancing toward the cabins. “But I also know your place isn’t far from here. I hear a hot shower is great for aching muscles, and having them stretched properly afterward helps.”

“Stretching my muscles, huh?” I asked with a little laugh.

“Among other things,” he said, and I didn’t need to reach down to see he was already hard. With a dick like his, jeans were not nearly enough to contain that obvious clue.

Not that I was going to complain, I had never grown tired of seeing how well he could bulge the front of his pants before. It might have been at the age where horniness came with uncanny ease, but I didn’t think that was going to change much in my adult years.

“So,” I said, backing up so I was between buildings and out of sight of anyone unless they happened to walk into the small space. “My place, huh?”

His eagerness had always been incredibly arousing, but it had changed in the intervening years. As he approached me, I could see the same fiery eagerness and intensity, but it was refined now. Gone was the guy who overflowed with excessive passion. Replaced by a man who was completely and utterly focused. It left me feeling like an animal approached by a tiger, sleek, purposeful, and intent on getting exactly what he wanted.

I was definitely a fan of that evolution.

“I might have been thinking about it,” he said in a low voice, pushing himself between me and one of the buildings, pinning me there. “Or, plotting it.”

“Plotting, huh?” I teased as I felt a shiver run through me. If he had been getting hard before, he was positively stone by the time he had me pinned, pressing against my thigh. “You’ve been thinking about this longer than just a few minutes of me stretching.”

“I’ve been plotting it from the moment I saw you this morning,” he said, bending to nip at my neck. “And got a little impatient.”

“I can deal with impatience,” I said, turning my head to allow him access to my neck, the little bites making me forget how easy it would be to be spotted if someone was as ‘lucky’ as I’d been seeing Reno and Elliot. “I can deal with it very well.”

“Then let’s take a quick break at your cabin, and you can show me.”

“I can deal with that too.”

“Good.”

He extracted himself from me and began walking toward the back of the buildings we had sequestered ourselves between. I followed, waiting until he had glanced around casually before walking out like we weren’t about to skip out on our jobs to fuck. I followed his lead as we quickly made our way to my cabin.

“I’m still getting that shower, aren’t I?” I asked as I let him in. The curtains were drawn considering how infamously weak the AC units were, and mine was no exception, unlike Leon’s, the lucky bastard. I hadn’t decorated a lot, keeping it as spartan as the day I moved in.

“Of course, that’s what you’re focused on,” he said with a laugh, already tugging his boots and socks off.

“I’ve been covered in sweat for hours.”

“Which evaporated in this heat.”

“Leon.”

He chuckled, grabbed hold of me, and pulled me along after I managed to take off my boots and socks. The short path toward the bathroom took much longer than usual as we fumbled with our clothes, trying to take them off as quickly as possible.

“Oof,” I grunted when he caught me on the side of the head and made me stumble into the doorway. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m into the rough stuff, but maybe a little less rough?”

He laughed, taking hold of my head and kissing where his knuckles had thumped into me. “Sorry. I want this, but if we taketoolong, they might start looking for us.”

“I know,” I said with a huff as I stepped into the bathroom in my underwear and flipped on the water. “I could make us wait so we could take our time later, but I’m going to take the easy route and let you take me fast.”

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