Page 41 of Hidden Desires
Ace took his finger and poked the man in the ribs.
Blade bolted upright, startled and breathing heavily.
“Oh, good. You’re awake,” Ace said with a smirk on his face.
Annoyed brown eyes found Ace. He let out a huff, then flopped back down on the mattress.
“Annoying ex-wife for sure.”
Ace chuckled.
“Fine.” Blade threw his legs over the bed, then began heading toward the bathroom with a huff.
As he marched to the bathroom, he began peeling off his clothing. He started with his shirt, tossing it over his shoulder so that it landed on the floor next to Ace’s bed. Next, he undid his jeans and stepped out of them just steps away from the bathroom. Those, too, found a spot on the floor just steps away from the bathroom.
His meaty man-ass looked tight in his forest-green boxer briefs.
The man now stood just outside the bathroom in nothing more than his boxer briefs and socks.
“There better be a towel in there, or I’m coming out naked,” he warned, slipping his thumbs into the band of his underwear as he disappeared into the bathroom.
Ace smirked. There was… a towel. It just happened to be the size of a hand.
“Ace!”
“You can use mine when I’m done toweling off.”
Blade’s head popped out of the bathroom.
“Great. Looking forward to smelling your ass all over the towel.”
“Don’t forget to flip it over, and you can smell my nutsack on the other side.”
Blade shook his head. “You’re evil.”
“And your feet smell.”
The bathroom door closed. “They do not!”
By the time Blade emerged from the bathroom in Ace’s damp towel, Ace was all snuggled into his bed, watching some black-and-white movie on TV.
Blade grumbled something as he walked past the bed and bent down to reach into his duffel bag.
“What are you watching?” Blade asked, dropping the towel and baring his full ass in Ace’s face.
Ace’s heart stopped in his chest as he stared at the beefcake’s thick, muscular thighs and beefy man-ass.
Damn, if only he were a top, he would totally destroy that ass.
Blade looked over his shoulder when Ace didn’t respond.
“You checking out my ass?” Blade asked, chuckling when Ace’s eyes darted up from it.
“Please, don’t flatter yourself. I have no interest in that chunky ass of yours.”
That was a lie. He was very interested in having both cheeks fill his palms as he pulled his sweaty body into his own.
Blade pulled on a fresh pair of underwear and then stood.
