Page 47 of Meet You in the Waves
Ajay’s eyes blinked open. He didn’t panic like he had the other morning when we’d woken up pressed together on the sofa, his hand a centimetre from my hard cock. He just looked at me with those big, soulful brown eyes, a shy smile on his pretty lips.
“Morning, gorgeous,” I said, watching as that shy smile broadened into a real one.
“Morning,” he replied, throat a little scratchy. He just watched me a little longer, clearly in no hurry to move from my bed. Which was fine because I wanted him there for as long as I could keep him.
“I suppose we should get up for a surf,” he said at length. “Unless they were just excuses to spend time with me.”
“They were definitely that,” I laughed. “But I still want to surf with you.”
“Good. Shall we then?” he asked. He still hadn’t moved an inch and I smirked a little as my eyes ran down his body, still unfortunately covered by that sheet.
“We could,” I agreed with a nod. “Or …” I dropped suggestively, running my hand down his side to where the sheet lay across his hip, teasing his skin there a little.
“Or?” Ajay pressed, eyes already darkening.
“Or I could give you a morning wakeup call you’ll never forget,” I said, grinning as those eyes widened even further. “And then we can go for a surf.”
“Yes. Yes that,” he rasped. I could only grin at him as my fingers gripped onto that annoying little sheet, tugging it down his gorgeous body and letting my greedy eyes feast on everything I’d been wanting to see and taste for the second time.
I really wasn’t sure how I had managed to last out nearly two weeks without making a move on Ajay. I could hardly even bear the fact he was out of immediate arm’s reach right now as he bobbed on his surfboard not far from me.
But those smiles he was sending me were designed purely to remind me of the fact I’d just had him spread out naked, my head buried between his thighs. The little tease. And now our morning wake up call was all I could think about.
Ajay managed to paddle onto a nice, curling wave and I just sat and watched him sail away. At least one of us was paying attention to the elements. I’d been too distracted by Ajay to catch even a single wave but I tried to shake him from my thoughts and concentrated on the next one.
Ajay had improved so much on the back of a board since he’d started coming out with me every day. I missed giving him tips and using the opportunities to touch him but I was also kind of proud of how far he had come. And I had to admit I really loved sharing the dawn with him like this, our own special time and place away from everyone else.
We ended up having a repeat of yesterday morning under the cold outdoor shower, a quick reminder of how far and fast things had escalated between us. Ajay was a little more confident this morning, letting his hands trail down my chest while mine grabbed a handful of his ass as he kissed me back as good as he was getting.
This boy was going to be the death of me.
Dane was making coffee in the kitchen when we came back inside, still a little riled up from that kiss. I saw the hint of panic track across Ajay’s face when he realised his friend was already up while we’d been having our steamy little moment outside. Not that the outdoor shower was visible from inside the house but Ajay clearly wanted to keep our little tryst a secret and that was fair enough. I could respect that.
For now.
“Hey,” Dane said, acknowledging Ajay while completely ignoring me. Like usual. “You going to be around this afternoon?”
“Ah, yeah,” Ajay replied, eyes flicking to me before returning to Dane. “Why?”
“No reason,” Dane shrugged.
Except, of course, there was a reason, and that reason became painfully apparent later that afternoon in the guise of the most unwelcome visitor on the face of the entire planet. To make matters even worse, I’d finally just gotten Ajay all to myself after Dane had gone up to his room to practice his guitar, coaxing himout to the deck for a swim in our severely underutilised pool. It hadn’t been a difficult sell.
Now he was soaking in the hot sun on one of the loungers, bronze skin shining in the sun, curls damp from the water. He looked a little warm and perhaps in need of a nice, cool drink. And if that meant I got to keep him out here to myself a little longer, well then who was anyone else to question if I had ulterior motives? Hydration was important. I made us both tall glasses of iced tea and joined him back on the sun lounger next to his.
“I could sure get used to this lifestyle,” Ajay sighed, a pensive smile on his face.
“I could get used to waking up every day like we did this morning,” I volleyed, keeping my tone light. I risked a look across at him, seeing his eyes narrow as he looked back at me.
“Hmm,” he mulled. “Do you make everything about sex?”
“Well, usually only every single opportunity I can.”
He grinned. I was about to ask him for his views on the matter when he set his drink aside and shifted towards me. He cocked his ear towards the upstairs window where we could hear Dane playing his guitar and then shocked the hell out of me when he placed a knee on my sun lounge and straddled my waist. My hands instantly went to his hips, pulling him down closer as a smile escaped my lips.
“Hello,” I said, grinding his hips down on me and watching as his gaze darkened.
“Hello,” he returned. His hands slipped from my shoulders on a slow torturous path to my pecs and he palmed me there, eyes fixed on my mouth as all my blood instantly flowed south.
