Page 77 of Don't Look Down

“Hey now. Don’t say that around Sky. He might get jealous.” He bounces in his seat. “Better yet, please say it around Sky, so he can get jealous.”

“He won’t get jealous.”

“Oh, okay. Sure. Let’s try it and find out which of us is in denial and which of us is actually right,” Leigh challenges.

My mouth opens and closes.Shit.

“Mhm. You can’t even refute it.” Leigh sits back in his seat, arms crossed over his chest. Smug bastard. He hasn’t even been proven right yet.

27

Landon

The first thing I notice when Sky gets out of Addy’s car is his smile. It’s back in full force. He’s beautiful. That fucking gorgeous smile of his makes my heart jump in my chest.

The second thing I notice is the ink peeking out the bottom of his short swim shorts.

Third is how snug those shorts are. They’re cupping his cock and displaying a decently sized bulge. I almost swallow my tongue.

I’d rather swallow him. He probably has a pretty cock. With a nice juicy cockhead for me to choke on. It’s been way too long since I’ve sucked a guy off.

A groan leaves my mouth, completely against my will.

Leigh loses control and cracks up laughing. He shakes my shoulder, and leans in. “Dude, did you just come in your pants? That was a porn-worthy moan.”

“Shut the fuck up, Leigh,” I whisper-yell at him, as Sky and Addy are getting closer.

“You’re so fucking dick-whipped for this guy.” Thankfully, he says this much quieter than his other comment.Christ.

My eyes trace Sky from head to toe at a more leisurely pace, savoring and appreciating this time. He’s wearing a stylish pair of sunglasses and his dark hair is blowing in the breeze. The full sleeve on his left arm is completely visible today. It starts at his wrist and cups his shoulder at the top before line work leads into his shirt on his chest.Work in progress?

He shifts a bit to look around the marina and it’s official. I’m going to die. There’s no way I’ll survive this torture. Sky is going to be the death of me.

Saliva pools in my mouth. I’m fucking drooling like a starving animal over this guy.

I want to trace every inch of him with my tongue. Follow the lines of ink up into those tiny-ass shorts to discover just how high it goes.

Is his ass tattooed? Or does the ink end at his cheek? Lovingly cupping the roundness.Fuck it all.

To further fuck with my head, Addy and Leigh now have their heads together, chatting away. Their eyes are bouncing back and forth from Sky to me and back again. That can’t be good.

It definitely seems like there’s some plotting going on.

Sky meets my eyes and smiles wide. “Hi!”

He acts like this is the first time we’ve talked today. “Hey, Sky. You both have everything you need?”

Flicking my eyes to Addy, she nods. We make our way over to the luxury yacht Bash booked for today. It’s a ridiculously ostentatious superyacht, but it’s a shitload of fun. He might as well buy it at this point, he rents it so often. But he insists it makes more sense to rent it only when he “needs” to. Whatever turns his crank, I guess.

We make our way onto the boat. There’re a few levels, but I’m familiar with the layout. I show Addy and Sky where theycan leave their bags in one of the cabins. Or if they’d rather hang onto them, there’s plenty of space on deck. Lots of loungers and tables. Storage nooks and crannies. This boat goes on for days.

Sky sets his bag on a side table where a few others are already stored. When he reaches for the hemline of his shirt and begins to tug it off, I immediately avert my gaze. Watching him strip is dangerous for my sanity. And my unruly dick.

Sky comes up next to me. “Okay, I’m all set.” I glance down at him and look away just as fast. The piece on the left side of his chest is definitely unfinished. The outline highlights his defined muscles.

As subtly as possible, I inhale a huge breath.It’s just skin, Spence. You’ve seen naked chests a million times before. This shouldn’t be any different.

Out on the deck, I see Bash standing with his girlfriend and Savannah. Bash is barefoot and wearing only swim shorts. He has a beer in one hand and his other arm wrapped around Nadia’s bare waist. The swimsuit model is decked out in a tiny bikini and heels. Women’s fashion makes zero sense to me, but I can appreciate the fact that she’s a stunner.

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