Page 110 of Everything's Better With You
Joe
Their frolicking in the ocean was heavenly but they had to cut it short when Joe realized Leslie was getting fried. All that pale freckled pink skin couldn’t handle the intense sunshine and rather than slide the lounge chair into the shade and make out, Leslie let Joe know he had a king-sized bed with soft sheets and a beautiful view in his private cabin separate from the main house. It seemed the best option.
“As long as I’m not keeping you from—”
Leslie shoved his tongue in Joe’s mouth, reminding him that they had the entire day set aside for make-up activities, which very well could include sex, if they just moved inside…where there was a big shower. And supplies.
They yanked on their pants and Leslie led Joe up another path and then to the left of the main house. He let them inside and Joe gasped.
“This is incredible. I can’t believe this view.”
“I know. This was actually the original caretaker’s house, but I had abigger one built for the caretaker and his family. I wanted it in case, well…”
“Did you do this—”
“I hoped someday you’d come.”
Joe’s eyes filled and he dropped his clothes and shoes on the floor, pulling Leslie into his arms.
“If you want, I’ll never leave.”
Leslie buried his face in Joe’s wild hair and Joe felt his whole body shudder.
“Let’s shower.”
This time, they were both relatively pain-free.
This time, they were both naked.
This time, Joe returned the favor and bathed Leslie.
“Except you’re so freaking tall,” Joe said, nearly slipping when he went up on his toes to wash Leslie’s hair. “Even with my above-average height, I can barely reach you.”
“Stop it,” Leslie said with a smile.
“I love this shampoo,” Joe said, inhaling as he covered his hands with the stuff and wove his fingers into Leslie’s hair. “I’ve always loved this scent on you. You literally always smell like Hawaii.”
Leslie grinned and tilted his head back, the soap running down his massive chest, over his slightly rounded stomach, and pooled around his semi-erect cock. Like the rest of Leslie’s body, it was long, pink, and had all the right curves. His thighs were so powerful, his ass high and strong. Joe touched him everywhere and loved every second.
“I could do this every day and die a happy man.”
“Then do it.” Leslie grew serious, holding Joe’s hands. “Move in with me.”
They stared at each other and Joe’s heart pounded out of control.
“Yeah?” he breathed.
“Yeah, I—ow.” Shampoo had run into Leslie’s eyes and they hurried to rinse them, laughing the whole time.
“But what about the rest of the Paytons? Are they ready for a fifth wheel?”
“They’d probably prefer you to me anyhow at this point. They love you, Joe. I know you’ve been on your own for a long time andthere’s a certain amount of tolerance necessary to live with my brothers—”
“Yes. Yes, I’d love to move in with you. But Leslie, you know we’re going to be the talk of the town, there will be buzz…”
“Do you honestly think I care?”
Joe grinned. The idea of being a part of Leslie’s family had been scary when they’d first agreed to give their relationship a shot, but now? He’d missed them almost as much as Leslie when they’d been apart.
