Page 14 of Beneath the Surface

Kannon couldn’t shake the feeling Nisha meant something when he said ‘looking,’ he just didn’t know what. He appeared very determined. Kannon could believe that once Nisha found the person he wanted, he’d do everything he could in order to keep that special someone. Kannon sensed the strong-willed, decisive personality that lurked under the charisma Nisha exuded.

Nisha shook their joined hands, drawing Kannon’s attention. “As I said, I’m attracted to you, very attracted. I want to get to know you, spend time with you. And yes, I want to fuck you through the mattress.”

Kannon stumbled to a stop as the sandy beach suddenly did a fine imitation of quicksand and sucked his feet in. His cock swelled in his shorts.

“If you’re agreeable, that is.”

“If I’m agreeable? Oh my God, am Ieveragreeable.” Still holding hands, Kannon turned sharply and started heading back the way they came.

Nisha chuckled as Kannon pulled him along. “I take it you’reveryagreeable.”

“Can’t get much more agreeable than what I’m feeling at the moment.”

“There’s no hurry, you know. I’m not going anywhere.”

“But I am.” He picked up the pace, pulling Nisha down the beach. Nisha didn’t try to talk to him anymore, and he was glad. He already felt like a dork.

Finally he saw the resort. Still holding Nisha’s hand, Kannon quickly made his way to where his golf cart was parked. He pulled the key from his pocket and faced Nisha. “I know you said there was no hurry, but I’m only here for a few days. That’s all the vacation I took. After Brett gets married on Saturday, I’m leaving. I have a job to get back to.”

Nisha lifted their joined hands and feathered a kiss across Kannon’s knuckles. “A lot can happen in a few days.”

“Maybe.” His hand tingled.Tingled.

Kannon let go of Nisha’s hand and sat in the golf cart. He put the key in the ignition, but he didn’t turn it on. “But I’m not worried about a few days. I’m worried about right now. Are you coming with me?”

Nisha walked around the golf cart and got in. “I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather be.”

When the straw hat Nisha had given him slipped off his head and landed on his back thanks to the air rushing past, Kannon reminded himself to slow down on the way back to his bungalow. The last thing he wanted to do to was run over some poor guest and have to stop and wait.

He didn’t want to sound uncaring, but… yeah, there was a sexy guy sitting next to him. His heart thumped and nerves bombarded him as he stopped in front of his bungalow. They were here. He was really going to do this. He was going to let some guy he didn’t know fuck him. And he was okay with that. Sort of. Maybe.

God.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Nisha covered Kannon’s hand with his own. “Nervous?”

“Yeah, as silly as it sounds, I am.” With a quick squeeze, he pulled his hand from Nisha’s, the crazy thing tingling. “I don’t make a habit of doing this.” No point in telling the other man heneverdid this.

“Me neither.”

If Nisha was telling the truth, that made him feel better. Of course, he had no idea if what Nisha said was true. Just because he didn’t take random men home didn’t mean… oh jeez. Kannon rested his head against the steering wheel.

“Aw, man.” He was sorely tempted just to beat his head against the dash.

“Let me guess.” Nisha ran his hand up and down Kannon’s back. “You don’t have any condoms.”

“Unbelievable. Just unbelievable. I’m so sorry, but no, I don’t. I don’t make a habit of doing this, so I’m unprepared.” Kannon did tap his head against the steering wheel a few times for good measure. “Whydidn’t I think about this while we were still at the resort?”

Nisha pulled him back away from steering wheel. “Stop that before you give yourself a headache.”

A slightly hysterical laugh bubbled out of Kannon even as his cock jumped at that authoritative tone. “That would be just perfect, wouldn’t it?”

Nisha’s lips twitched. “Let’s take a step back for a moment. Things got rather intense rather quickly. Why don’t I run back and buy condoms? There are several little shops at the resort that sells all sorts of items like that.”

Kannon scrubbed his hands over his face and peered at Nisha. “How do you know that?”

“It stands to reason, and it’s also good marketing. Tourists always run out of stuff or forget things. A good business manager makes sure the resort haseverythinga guest could need so they don’t have to leave and go to town.”

At least one of them was thinking. “Yeah, yeah, that makes sense. I guess I’m just not thinking straight.”

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