“You and hot water.”
“Yeah?”
“Definitely.”
They covered each other in suds while trading kisses.
“Turn around.”
Leo plastered himself to Finn and slid his palms over Finn’s torso in a soapy caress until Finn arched his back. He’d done this the previous night on the landing, as if he couldn’t get enough of Leo’s touch.
“More.” Finn clutched at Leo’s thighs as if he needed help to stay upright. His head thudded against Leo’s shoulder. The move brought Finn’s ear into nibbling range. Leo sucked an earlobe between his lips, and the sound Finn made went through him like warm honey. Naked, wet, slippery, and moaning was the best way to start the day.
Finn was so warm and eager, Leo wanted to pin him to the tiles and count every single freckle.
Among other things.
He knew he couldn’t do that. Not with Roisin downstairs and not without talking to Finn first. Finn had admitted to a lack of experience. That made sex in the shower an idea they should explore sometime in the future.
There was something they could do to sate their craving for each other. Leo wrapped his fingers around Finn’s dick and gave it a few slow strokes. “How do you feel about a bit of…?”
Finn’s grey eyes went wide and dark when Leo turned him around and went to his knees. His blush, when it came, coloured his neck and chest as well as his face, deep enough to hide the freckles. He stood stock still, barely breathing, advertising the fact that this was another new experience for him.
“May I?”
“I… yes.” His voice was husky and he chewed on his lower lip as if he wasn’t at all certain. Finn’s cock, though, knew exactly what it wanted, straining towards Leo’s mouth.
Leo ran his palms up and down Finn’s thighs, soothing and caressing. “I don’t have to do this, you realise. If you don’t want me to I won’t. But you’re just… too sexy.” He peeked up through his lashes and grinned. “And I could do with breakfast.”
Finn spluttered a laugh. Embarrassed, but a laugh. “Areyousure?”
Leo didn’t bother with words. He took hold of Finn’s arse and guided him forward while opening his mouth and sucking the crown of Finn’s dick inside. Oh yes, that was what he’d been thinking of!
He sucked the tip until he heard Finn’s quiet moan, then took him deeper. He loved giving head, and he bobbed up and down, sucking and licking and curling his tongue to make Finn feel good.
Finn looked like a picture of decadence. Plastered against the tiles, flushed, mouth open, and with only a hint of grey left in his eyes. His knees trembled, and when Leo guided Finn’s hands to his own hair, he held on tight.
It didn’t take long before Finn spouted garbled nonsense in an unbroken stream. Leo went all the way down, sucked hard on the way up, and Finn arched and spilled down Leo’s throat. Leo wasn’t far behind, needing only a couple of tugs on his dick to join the party.
They leaned against each other while their breathing eased, and their hands moved in slow caresses.
“Thank heaven we have a combi boiler.” Finn helped Leo to his feet. “Have you ever had the water go cold on you doing this?”
“What?” Leo’s brain wasn’t online yet. He was too content,too warm,to picture such horrors. “That’s all the thanks I’m getting for my hard work? Images of freezing water?”
“I could wash you,” Finn offered. “And you could teach me how to return the favour.”
“More work for me, I see.” He slid his hands over Finn’s pale, freckled skin, unable to let him go just yet. “But since I’m bound to enjoy it immensely…”
Finn was dressing when Leo’s phone rang in the other room. He couldn’t make out Leo’s reply, but he heard the sudden alarm in his voice. Not long after, Leo tapped on Finn’s door.
“I have to go into town,” he said, buttoning his shirt. “My solicitor just called.”
“He’s up early.”
“Don’t I know it. He needs me in his office, and it has to be this morning. I’m sorry.”
“What for?”