Page 16 of Half Notes and Highlights
Ethan moved closer, eliminating the space between them. A small gust of warm breath was on Tyler’s cheek, and the heat of Ethan’s mouth made Tyler’s lips draw closer. Their mouths met with a magnetic force, and their tongues twined in slow circles, tasting each other’s flavor. The kiss grew heated, and their mouths pressed together harder, seeking deeper exploration. Both of Ethan’s hands were in Tyler’s hair. One held the back of his head firmly against Ethan’s lips, the other hand was entwined in his free-flowing locks. The two of them were enclosed together in the small plane like their own private little bubble where nothing else existed except the kiss they shared above the rest of the world.
Their lips slowly parted, and they pulled back just enough so they could see each other clearly. Ethan’s deep brown eyes stared intently back at Tyler. Maybe it was the altitude or the exhilaration of flying freely through the air, combined with akiss that just about knocked Tyler off his seat, but his blood was coursing through his veins at a million miles an hour. He couldn’t contain his smile. “This is some first date.”
Ethan smiled, leaned back in his seat and returned his hands to the control wheel. “There’s more to come. This is only the pre-curser to our date.”
“I’m not sure what could top this. I’m literally on top of the world.”
Ethan turned humble. “It’s really not that big of a deal. Just someplace special I want to take you for lunch.”
They ended up at Ethan’s sprawling mansion in Hollywood Hills. Secluded and set high above its neighbors, the private, luxurious hideaway overlooked a magnificent view of Los Angeles. Tyler stood on the deck and inhaled the fresh air. He had been enamored at the small glimpse of the Hollywood sign his balcony offered, now it seemed pathetic.Thiswas heaven.
Still high from the plane ride and a kiss that left him breathless, and now invited to see Ethan’s home, he felt like he could reach the clouds. Ethan could have taken him anywhere. He could have flown them to another state, landed on a mountain, or on a seaside cliff, but bringing Tyler to his home was so much more intimate than any of those things. It meant that Ethan trusted him.
Ethan came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Tyler’s waist. He sighed and leaned into the hard muscles of Ethan’s chest. “This is a gorgeous view. How long have you lived here?”
“A couple of years. It’s lonely sometimes. I have this big house and no one but me to wander through the rooms. Can I show you around?”
Tyler turned to face Ethan. Before he could say anything, Ethan pinned him to the railing with an impatient kiss. Ethan was much taller and broader, so he was cocooned in therock star’s strong arms and succumbed to his embrace. Ethan moaned into Tyler’s mouth as their tongues twisted and turned, now with familiarity.
“Let’s go inside,” Ethan said, softly.
“Are you going to take me on that tour of the house now?”
“Yes. And I’m going to start with the bedroom.”
Tyler barely glanced around the large, impressive master suite with its fancy décor and enormous flat screen on the wall. His focus was clearly on Ethan, and he could care less about the size of the rooms in the mansion. Tyler ran his hands over Ethan’s shoulders and rested them behind Ethan’s neck. Offering his mouth, he tilted his chin up, and Ethan gave him an insatiable kiss. The kiss was thirsty and impatient, the way new lovers craved each other.
Without breaking the kiss, Ethan caressed the length of Tyler’s throat. He ran his fingers over the delicate flesh, which was smooth and silky and so pleasing to the touch. Tyler moaned at the intimate touch, and the erotic sound spurred something in Ethan’s body. He needed to take this man with an urgency. Feverishly, he pulled Tyler’s shirt off his shoulders with both hands, causing one of the buttons to pop with little resistance and bounce across the floor.
“My shirt!” Tyler exclaimed with a laugh.
“I’ll buy you a new one for every day of the week.”
“Just don’t rip my pants. They’re special.”
“I’ll try not to, but I’m not making any promises.” Ethan pushed Tyler onto the bed, tugged off his boots in record time, tossed them to the floor, and attempted to do the same with the leather pants but struggled with the laces and texture of thematerial. They wouldn’t budge, and he let out a frustrated growl. “I can’t get these things off.”
“Patience, darling. I can assure you, I’m worth the wait.” With slow purpose, Tyler loosened each rung of the laces while Ethan watched with a predatory look in his eyes and feeling in his gut. Once the laces were undone, Tyler shimmied the pants down to his thighs. He extended his legs while leaning back on his hands and smiled coyly. “May I ask for your assistance?”
Ethan reached for the pantlegs, ready to tug them off in one quick sweep, but Tyler pulled his knees back.
“Slowly, rock star,” Tyler cautioned. “This isn’t going to be a whirlwind, full-throttle, lightning strike. It’s going to be a slow, sensual, languorous exploration that you’ll savor and enjoy.”
Ethan’s head was spinning from anticipation. He wasn’t used to taking his time in bed. He always wanted it fast and hard, but the way Tyler described it sounded incredible. With forced restraint, Ethan gently took hold of Tyler’s pantlegs again and slid them toward him, revealing a sexy, tiny, hot pink G-string. A smile spread across Ethan’s cheeks as soon as he saw it.
“I hope you like it,” Tyler said, lowering his lids sexily. “I picked it out just for you.”
“I love it.” Once the leather pants were off, Ethan tossed them aside. “Wait.” Remembering to go slowly, he took Tyler’s hands and pulled him to a standing position. Tyler watched, quizzically, as Ethan pulled the comforter down to the bottom of the bed, exposing the exquisite silk sheets he instructed housekeeping to purchase and dress the bed with, specifically for this moment.
He picked Tyler up and gently placed him in the center of the bed among the array of extra fluffy pillows. Ethan took a moment to wash his eyes over this adorable man. Tyler’s gorgeous light brown hair cascaded over his shoulders and across the bedding. His face was beautiful, a little androgynous,but with a strong jawline, covered in sparse light brown hair, and perfect lips. Although his body was slim, it was well toned with small dips and arcs that defined his muscles and created a shapely and attractive appearance. The only thing Tyler was wearing was that hot pink G-string, and Ethan wanted to rip it off with his teeth.
Remembering to go slowly, he crawled on the bed and nudged his way between Tyler’s legs. Leaning down, he licked a small slice of skin on Tyler’s thigh, causing a gasp to escape Tyler’s lungs, and took the thin material of the thong between his teeth, purposefully nipping the soft flesh of Tyler’s lower abdomen. This time, Tyler shuddered. With the tiny G-string in his mouth, Ethan pulled it down as far as he could before he needed to use his hands to remove it.
Finally, Tyler was totally naked, but Ethan realized he was still fully dressed. He stripped off his clothing as quickly as he could, not bothering with the slow routine, and crawled on top of Tyler, covering his body. Their hips gyrated together, back and forth, up and down, but in a slow dance, while they maintained eye contact and their breath warmed the other’s face.
“You’re driving me crazy,” Ethan said, in a breathy whisper.
Tyler grinned. “I haven’t even started to drive you crazy yet. Roll over so I can show you how good it can be.”
