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“The apron is useful. It hides…issues. Except we have to give it back when we’re done. We can always run.”
“How do you feel about an unscheduled activity?” Tal asked.
Corey widened his eyes. “Did I miss signing us up for one? Chess?”
“Not chess.”
“Something more fun than chess?” Corey made sure he looked as shocked as he could; wide eyes, open mouth.
Tal smiled. “You don’t think chess is fun.”
“It might be the most exciting game ever. Sadly, I can’t play chess.”
“Good job, everyone!” Gemma called. “Take your biscuits with you. And your aprons. A gift from the hotel.”
“Leave the biscuits,” Tal told him. “You’ve had enough sugar.”
As they left the room, Corey started to go through a list of games, though he hoped none of them were what Tal had in mind. “Is the unscheduled activity Monopoly? Backgammon? Bridge?”
“No. More interesting than those.”
Oh. Oooh.Corey was pretty sure that look in Tal’s eyes was lust. His pulse jumped and his cock thickened under the apron. Tal strode back to the stairs with Corey hurrying to keep up.Don’t let me have this wrong. I’ll be so disappointed.
Inside the room, the aprons came off and Tal spun him round so he was leaning against the door. Tal’s forearms framedCorey’s head and their faces were close, their breath mingling, but no part of them was touching.I should have Tal against the door, if I’m in charge, but…
“Twister?” Corey whispered. “Poetry for Neanderthals? Taco, Cat, Goat, Cheese, Pizza? Cluedo?”
“What do you want to do?”
Tal’s shaky exhalation hit Corey’s lips and sent an electrifying tingle racing along his arms and legs and finally homing in on his cock.Oh God. I am so hard.
Corey looked into his eyes. “If I tell you what I want to do, you might run.”
“I won’t run. Tell me.”
“I have to ask you something first.”
Tal took his arms from the door and stepped back. “What?”
“Do you not like to be touched?” Corey blurted. “I don’t want to get this wrong, for us to be right in the middle of…something excitingly energetic and erotic…and you freak out because I’ve grabbed your…little finger.” He whined. “That sounds like I’m making light of something that’s clearly an issue for you and I don’t mean to. I know to be respectful of other people’s limits. And I also know wehavetouched, but you need to tell me if there is stuff I shouldn’t do.”
“I do have…issues. I don’t think there’s a need to discuss them right now. No problem with my little finger.”
“Let me check.” Corey took hold of Tal’s hand, lifted it to his mouth as he stared into his eyes, then sucked his little finger, letting it slide back and forth between his lips.
He heard the hitch in Tal’s breath.
Corey let him out of his mouth with a pop. “Great. You survived. Okay then.”
“If we’re…”
“Fucking like bunnies?”
“What a delightful way of putting it.”
“Have you seen bunnies fuck?” Corey took hold of Tal’s hand again and caressed his knuckles.
“Yes. It’s a very quick process. Too quick.”
