Page 14 of Beared at Christmas
The light was off, the candles from the basket lit and placed on various surfaces in the bathroom, giving it a sensual glow. The corner tub was filled with water covered in bubbles that smelled of apples and cinnamon.
That made me pause. Raine’s scent. My favorite scent before I’d even met him, and the reason I knew he was the one for me. It was also the scent I’d detected when I’d first encountered Brody, even if it was the shower gel supplied by the resort. He’d used it and picked that bubble bath over the others included in the basket.
I took a deep breath as he climbed into the tub. I could do it. We would still have our clothes on, just like in the bathhouse. Or so I thought. Once Brody settled into the seat, he reached under the water and came up with his swim trunks, wringing them out before tossing them over the edge.
“Care to join me?” He winked, sending my desires into overdrive.
So much for not initiating anything. I released a heavy breath. The decision was still mine. I could leave the room or join him in the tub. My bear told me to get in with absolutely no hesitation. Trying to calm my rapid heart, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as I removed my clothes. Then I opened them again and headed for the tub.
Chapter Twelve
Brody
When I’d asked Ulrik to join me, I’d meant it to be flirtatious. Along with the yummy food we’d received from an anonymous source, there was a gift basket filled with sensual goodies, and I wanted to make use of them. Or some of them, at least. While I’d hoped Ulrik would play along with me, maybe come over and splash me, I never expected him to get in the tub.
Sitting at the other end of the tub, he was naked under the water. I tried to figure out what to do next, how to advance us to the fucking part. With his legs to the side of me, I took hold of one of his feet and massaged the sole, hoping it would help.
He gasped then leaned his head back and relaxed into it. “You’re good at that.”
“I’m good at a lot of other things as well.” Being flirty seemed to work with him, so I planned to keep going until he shut me down.
He chuckled and opened one eye to look at me. “I’m sure you are.”
After a few moments, I switched to his other foot, his quiet moans making it hard to keep my promise to wait for him to initiate any action between us. That didn’t mean I couldn’t ask him for more. “Want me to show you?”
He raised his head. “Huh? Show me what?”
“What else I’m good at.” My heart hiccupped as I waited for him to respond. The week had been so tough to spend with another single gay man and not get any action. I hoped we’d made some progress since sharing a bed and would keep it going.
With his thumb on his chin, he ran his finger along his bottom lip. “I-I think I would. Maybe.”
Still hesitant. I could accept that. It didn’t mean I wouldn’t try. “Can I kiss you, then? It’s only fair sinceyoukissedmetwice.”
His cheeks flushed under his sexy scruff, and I caught a hint of a smile. “Yes, I guess that would only be fair. Let me move first.”
He shifted over to the back corner seat then motioned me closer.
I kneeled in front of him, mind brimming with all the things I could do to him in that position. Yet, I had to keep my wants under control and let Ulrik guide our interaction.
Positioning my hands on the curve of the tub around him, I leaned closer and licked my lips. Then I kissed him, a soft and gentle touch that left butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
“Can I have another?” he asked, hand cupping the back of my neck.
I shuffled closer, and, when I leaned in to him, our semi-erect cocks knocked into each other under the water as our lips joined. He responded, pulling and tasting, taking as much as he gave. It was intense and made my heart race.
When he drifted back, he rested his forehead to mine and still held onto me as his breaths came out as heavy as mine. “I don’t know why Fate brought us together, but I’m glad they did.”
Not believing in Fate, I was certainly happy for the mix-up and knew how I wanted the rest of the evening to go. It included using every item from that gift basket. “Can I touch you?” I figured I might as well keep exploring for as long as I could.
He sat back in the chair, and, after a deep breath, he nodded.
With one hand on his chest, I reached the other beneath the water to cup him, feel his balls and shaft in my palm. Just as hard and ready as I was.
His mouth opened in a perfect O as he closed his eyes and leaned into the molded seat.
“I would love to take care of this for you.” If I wasn’t afraid of drowning, I would have stuck my head under the water and sucked him off.
He smiled. “And I’m sure you would be excellent at it.” Opening his eyes, he reached for me and drew me forward to straddle his lap. “I want more than that from you.”
