Page 42 of Hidden Plays
Okay, not great. My brother is a real fuck-up.
I reread the text. What did he mean by that? He never talked about his brother.
JJ
How so?
Harry
Long story. I’ll tell you about it tomorrow night. Where do you want to go?
My heart pattered with warmth. He was thinking about me and anticipating our first actual date. I wanted to have dinner with him, but we should go where he’d be comfortable, where no one would see us from school.
JJ
How about dinner in Old Town Scottsdale? There’s a nice restaurant called The Mission. We could meet around five?
Harry
Sure.
Holding the phone to my heart, I leaned my back against the door and let my mouth creep into a grin.
The next morning,after a hard workout in the gym, I ran through the stretching routine Holden had given me. I’d told him I’d do it twice a day, so here I was, doing a half pigeon pose on the mat, one leg folded sideways and under me, the other straight behind me, while I pushed my body upward. Funny how many yoga poses he’d incorporated into my routine.
Eli lumbered to me, a white towel thrown over his shoulder. “You’ve been so dedicated to this new stretch routine. What changed?” He lowered to sit cross-legged by me.
“Nothing. It seems to work.” I lifted into a down dog and folded the other leg under me. Had he noticed a change in my attitude toward Holden?
“So now that his stretch routine works, you don’t have a beef with Holden?” He cocked a brow. “You don’t hate him anymore?”
“Naw, can’t hate a guy forever.” I knew it, and I had to explain myself. I lifted a little higher, stretching my hip flexor before lying over my leg. “It was time to forgive and forget.”
Holden peered at us from the edge of the gym while the other guys finished and departed.
I’d noticed Holden watching me all day. Good, let him have an eyeful before our date tonight. I tossed a smirk at Holden, and he looked away. Hopefully, he was as pumped for our date as I was.
“I’m glad, man. He’s an excellent trainer, and I was concerned you were going to cause problems for him.” Eli patted my back and stood. “Anyway, I’m hitting the showers now. Got class to go to.”
“I’ll be here for another fifteen, probably.” I continued holding the stretch and turned my head in Holden’s direction. He was gone.
After completing the routine, I waltzed into the locker room and grabbed a folded towel from the shelf. The place had cleared out. Had Holden left? My gaze swept the place. No Holden. My heart sank. I’d see him later.
I strolled into a shower stall and turned the long spigot. This would feel amazing after this morning’s workout. Undressing, I folded my shirt and shorts on the bench and entered the shower, the hot water pattering against my skin. As I grabbed the soap, a warm body pressed against my back. My breath caught. “What the fuck?” I made to turn around, but powerful arms held me in place.
Holden’s husky voice whispered in my ear. “Been thinking about you.” His hard dick slipped into my crack. “Jesus, JJ, do you have any idea how hot your ass is when you do a downward dog?” He skimmed his hands across my abs, moving up to my pecs and teasing a nipple into a hard nub.
Turning my head, I said, “Then I’ll do more of them in your presence.” My cock tingled and hardened in an instant. He’d gotten over being naked against me. I shimmied my ass, rubbing his dick with my crack. “You want to fuck me, Holden?” Was he having second thoughts about anal?
With a soft groan, he nibbled the side of my neck, biting atthe sensitive flesh. “I don’t know. All I know is I want you.” Tracing his fingers over the grooves of my abs, he cupped my balls and rocked his hips, rutting his firm cock against my hole. “I know I’m ready to touch your dick.” He slowly stroked.
“Fuck…” I bit my lip as a shiver raced up my spine. “Use the soap.”
He squirted soap on his hand, left me for a second to spread it on his thick cock and then fisted my dick again. “Better.” Thrusting inside my crevice, he pulled on me, his body trembling.
As sensation swirled in my gut, I slapped my hands on the shower wall, holding myself steady. “Go, baby. Use me.”
Softly biting my shoulder, he thrust faster and gasped, the pace of his fist quickening. “This feels so good. Why does it feel so damn good to be with you?” His voice wavered.
