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“Yeah.” David grinned, one eyebrow raised. “Why don’t I show you?”

Chapter Seventeen

2018 WRAPPED UP

All of Sports’ Highs, Lows, and Surprising Moments

BBC Sport

David

I’d expected to find Christian napping or maybe taking a shower. Perhaps I’d even get the chance to catch him wrapped in a towel. I had never in a million years expected to find him naked on his bed, his fist wrapped around his cock and toying with his ass while watching porn.

Fuck. That was hot.

I hadn’t meant to make him jump, but it would have been super fucking creepy for me to just keep watching when he didn’t know I was there. Even if it was the sexiest thing I had seen in forever. My dick had filled so quickly I thought I might pass out from the sudden blood loss to my brain.

Christian’s panic was decidedly less sexy. But I was not going to let his worry ruin our evening. I knew he’d be feeling embarrassed, but there was no way I was going to let that fly. I was going to show himexactlyhow delicious I thought he was.

“Why don’t I show you?” I said, wrapping one hand around his waist. His perfect ass was so close, and my fingers itched to touch it, but I had to wait for permission. I needed him to say yes before I took him apart.

Christian licked his lips and nodded.

“I need you to use your words.”

“Yes… please. Show me.”

Christian shivered in my arms, biting down on his lip. My hand slid down his back, his skin warm and smooth to my touch. “You are so beautiful,” I whispered against his lips, pulling him in for a kiss as my other hand squeezed his ass. Damn it was perfect.

Christian groaned as I deepened the kiss, nipping his lip and sliding our tongues together. When we broke apart, he was panting, skin beautifully flushed, eyes wide and lust-blown. He’d probably been very close to the edge when I’d walked in on him, so it wasn’t going to take much to make him blow.

“Lie down, baby,” I murmured, giving him a gentle push. He nodded, stepping backwards and climbing onto the bed, his perfect ass wiggling as he crawled to the middle. I couldn’t help staring and imagining how it would feel under my tongue. Or how tight it would be around my cock. Christian caught me staring and giggled, shaking his butt and winking at me.

“Like what you see?”

“You have no fucking idea!”

Christian smiled slyly, flopping down on his back and watching me. “You know, I don’t think it’s fair that I’m the only one who’s naked.”

“Oh really? We should remedy that.” I quickly removed my glasses, placing them on the bedside table. Then I dragged my t-shirt up slowly, teasing him with the reveal. When I finally pulled it over my head, I heard a tiny exhale.

Christian’s eyes were fixed on me, his fingers resting on his hip as if desperately wanting to wrap around his plumping dick. “Wow.”

“Yeah?” I tried not to blush as I dropped my t-shirt on the floor. Even though my busted knee made some exercises difficult, I tried to keep as fit as I could. I loved swimming, and it had given me the best shoulder and chest muscles I’d ever had. Apparently Christian liked them too.

“You’re really hot,” he muttered, pink tinting his cheeks.

“Touch yourself for me, baby,” I added, unzipping my jeans and sliding them over my thighs, kicking them off and quickly throwing my socks off with them. Socks were just not sexy in my eyes.

Christian let out a tiny whine as his fingers caressed his balls, and the sound was like lightning through my veins.

I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my boxers, silently thanking anyone listening that I’d had the forethought to put on the nicest pair I owned. And by that I also meant the tightest. The ones that clung to my ass and thighsjust right. There was a wet spot on them already, and my hard dick was clearly outlined, the tip threatening to peak out the top.

“You’re such a tease,” Christian whined, chewing his lower lip, eyes locked on my hands.

“Oh, sweetheart.” I smirked. “I haven’t even started yet.”

With a wink, I pulled the dark fabric off, my erection bouncing against my stomach. I tossed them over my shoulder, standing naked in front of the man of my fantasies.

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