Page 39 of Chloé

“Oh yeah?”

“Balmy night, glistening water, and a glass of scotch. I’m about as relaxed as I could be right now.”

“You’re right, that does sound like the perfect way to unwind.”

“Then come and unwind,” he said, eyeing Ethan’s shorts. “You sitting naked beside me would make everything that much better.”

“You think so? I would think that would make you rather…tense.”

“Probably. But I’m willing to risk it. Maybe it’ll lead toextrarelaxation if I play my cards right.”

Ethan chuckled. “And what cards are those?”

“Whateveryoutell me they are.”

“That’s a very generous offer.”

Zayne’s cock stiffened in his tight black swim shorts as he thought of all the things he’d like to do to Ethan.

“What can I say, I’m in a very generous mood. Hell, I might even be a little drunk. I have been out here drinkingaloneall night.”

“I see.” Ethan looked at the half-empty bottle. “Are you feeling a little bit neglected tonight…Z?”

Okay,thatdefinitely made his dick tense. His nickname falling off Ethan’s tongue made him regret the swim shorts now doing their best to strangle his cock.

Zayne drained the rest of his scotch and placed the glass out of the way.

“I asked you a question,” Ethan reminded him, since Zayne’s brain cells had up and vanished. “Are you feeling neglected out here?”

“Not neglected, but it’s a beautiful night and Chloé’s at work and you’re on your computer, and I’m—”

Zayne’s thought process left him as Ethan reached down and curled his fingers around his stiff length.

“Out here all alone?”

Zayne parted his lips to answer, but then he started thinking about taking Ethan between them, and nothing came out.

“Z?”

“Yeah, uh, I’m out here all alone, and that’s a damn shame.”

“I don’t know if it’s a shame…” Ethan looked around their huge property. “Being out here all alone affords us certain opportunities to do things we might not elsewhere. Don’t you think?”

Oh hell yes it did, and Zayne was up foranyof them.

Right.

Fucking.

Now.

“Hmm.” Ethan brought his eyes back to his, and the flames flickering in them made Zayne’s cock throb. “While I was busy working inside, I was watching you out here and remembered a conversation we had a couple of days ago. Do you remember it?”

Zayne hadn’t been lying about the scotch. He’d consumed a fair amount and was feeling a real nice buzz at this stage, so pinpointing what Ethan was getting at was a little difficult.

Luckily for him, Ethan was willing to elaborate.

“It was about a certain bench.”

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