Page 10 of Half Notes and Highlights
He gulped down a few more deep breaths as he watched Ethan slowly unbutton his shirt, one button at a time. The silky shirt fell to the floor, and Tyler gazed at the vision of beauty before him. Ethan’s expansive chest was covered with asprinkling of fine black hair, and his round, symmetrical pecs had an arc that cast a slight shadow on the perfectly defined abs that sat beneath them.
He pressed his lips against the rope of muscles that protruded just above Ethan’s hip bones and nipped at the taught flesh. Caressing Ethan’s chest with one hand, the fingers of his other hand danced across Ethan’s abs. He moved both hands over Ethan’s hips, to his length, and then up to his chest again. He didn’t possess enough hands to explore the magnificent body in front of him. He wanted to touch it all at the same time. He couldn’t concentrate on one specific area. He wanted to feel every inch of muscle and flesh as a whole. He panted harder, and his hands dropped back down to Ethan’s length and stroked it.
Ethan moaned and dropped to his knees. He took Tyler’s face in his hands and stared at him with an intense gaze. His long dark lashes cast a feathery shadow on those incredible cheekbones. In the dimly lit room, with lust clouding Ethan’s eyes and his lips slightly parted, his face was exceptionally handsome.
A rush of warmth spread through Tyler’s chest, and his heart beat a little faster. He brought his fingertips to Ethan’s cheek, now rough with a hint of razor stubble, and Ethan pressed a kiss into the palm of Tyler’s hand and rested his lips there. A sigh left Tyler’s lungs, and he melted inside. They practically just met, and this man already had a hold on his heart.
He moved his hands to the back of Ethan’s neck, and Ethan enveloped him in a hug. They stayed with their arms around each other for a long few seconds, sharing an embrace and a connection that was unexpected for two people who only met a week ago.
Ethan slowly withdrew to look into Tyler’s eyes. He brushed the hair from Tyler’s face and traced a finger down the perimeter of his cheek. He slowly got to his feet and kicked off his shoes.He stepped out of his jeans and stood before Tyler, totally naked, revealing a sculpted body that was head-to-toe perfection.
Ethan cupped Tyler’s chin in his hand and dusted a gentle kiss on his lips, then he crawled into bed. As they lay side by side, silently staring at one another, there was unexpected intimacy.
Tyler rested his hand on Ethan’s chest and felt his heart beating. Ethan ran his thumb across Tyler’s bottom lip, and Tyler kissed it. Their lips met, tenderly, and their tongues exchanged a slow, passionate burn. With their mouths still pressed together, Ethan rolled on top of Tyler and they both moaned as their bodies gave each other the friction they desired.
Ethan’s lips moved to Tyler’s neck and imparted soft sensual kisses, causing Tyler to exhale a long sigh. With glistening lips and dark eyes hooded with desire, Ethan gazed at Tyler for a moment before he reached into the nightstand and retrieved a tube of lubricating jelly and a condom. His lips returned to Tyler’s for one more kiss.
A shiver ran through Tyler as Ethan’s lips ghosted down his body, then Ethan lifted Tyler’s ankles and placed them on his shoulders, causing Tyler’s breath to hitch with anticipation. This man was so gentle, so loving. Every touch was intimate and significant.
Wet, sticky fingers readied Tyler, making him gasp and pant, then Ethan filled him. Gentle at first, Ethan rocked his hips with small thrusts. Then it was faster. Harder. Deeper. Tyler gasped for air, dizzy from the cloud of euphoria that had him on the brink of ecstasy. He reached for his length, but Ethan latched onto it. Long, tight strokes left Tyler helpless as he surrendered to a wave of rapture that reverberated throughout his body.
Tyler tried to focus on Ethan, but his eyes kept rolling in his head. He clutched the sheet with one hand and held onto Ethan’s wrist with the other, tying them together.
Another deep thrust, and Ethan grunted. His knees shook, and he sighed loudly before he slowly lowered himself on top of Tyler. They stayed like that for several seconds, panting and trying to catch their breath, before Ethan slowly rolled over. With a warm smile, he pushed Tyler’s hair off his face and kissed him. “That was incredible. It’s exactly like I imagined it.”
Tyler propped himself up on one elbow, taken aback by the statement. “You’ve thought about what it would be like to sleep with me?”
“Since the first day I met you.”
***
A big black Escalade dropped Tyler off at his apartment before nine in the morning. He never expected to spend the night at the hotel with Ethan. He thought it would be a couple of hours of scandalous fun and then he’d be on his way, but Ethan wanted him to stay. With hearts in his eyes, Tyler pranced into his apartment. He stood with his back against the closed door and stared ahead as he replayed the night in his mind, a smile as wide as the ocean on his face. There was no way he was going back to sleep, so he made himself breakfast and listened to music for an hour before he went next door and knocked on Iris’ apartment door.
“Neighbor! Are you awake?”
Iris answered almost immediately, already dressed in cute shorts and a rock band tank top, drinking coffee. “Come in. Want a cup? It’s French pressed.”
“Of course it is.” It was the first time he was inside her apartment. It had the identical layout to his, only reversed, and hers was relaxed and cozy, where his was more art deco. He sat at the kitchen table while she poured him a cup of her fancycoffee, trying not to blurt out that he just spent the night with a famous rock star. “Why are you up so early?”
“The other bartender let me go a little early last night and took care of closing. I’m going for a bike ride by the beach. Want to come?”
He inhaled a giant gasp and sat a little taller. “I just started riding again a couple of months ago! My bike didn’t get here yet. Can I rent one?”
“Yeah, they—”
“I have the perfect outfit. I just bought it and haven’t even worn it yet. “
She glanced down at his lap. “You mean you’re going to wear something besides those leather pants?”
He pretended to be insulted. “These are designer and custom made.” He stood up, turned, and popped his butt in the air. “Look how magnificently they hug my little tushy.”
Iris threw her head back and laughed. “They sure do. They fit you like a glove. Finish your coffee and change so we can go before it gets too hot.”
Fifteen minutes later, he was knocking on her door again. She answered with a backpack hanging off her arm, her hair in a pony, and a cool-looking bicycle at her side. “I got you a—” She stopped talking and raked her eyes over him before a huge smile lit up her face. “What are you wearing?”
Tyler ran his hand over the spandex onesie. “My cycling outfit. Do you love it?” It had short sleeves and ended above the knee and fit him like a second skin. He chose bright orange because he wanted to stand out in New York traffic.
“You look like you’re going surfing.”
