water. He sank all the way into the bath and leaned back against Sirus’s chest. The man’s long, lightly haired legs encased Grey on both sides, and his cock hit right at the cleft of Grey’s ass. The hot water felt so damn good, though, Grey didn’t sexually respond.
Aside from wanting to get warm, Grey had spent the walk from outside to the bathroom reminding himself that in his business life he dealt with billionaires on a regular basis—and did it without ever breaking a sweat. He reasoned if he could do that, then he could certainly deal with a simple sexual attraction to one good-looking man. He knew the pitfalls to avoid, he knew how much to share, and most importantly, he knew in two weeks time he would walk away refreshed, reenergized, and ready to get back to work. Of course, success depended on Grey being completely open about his position and feelings, and Sirus agreeing to a brief affair.
With that realization, Grey belatedly figured he probably should have planned something more neutral to that kind of discussion than a damned romantic lantern and candlelit bath.
Fuck.
Just then, Sirus ran his hands up Grey’s arms and curled them around his shoulders.
His head dipped down and he spoke right at Grey’s ear. “Your body just went from comfortable and relaxed to tighter than the strings on a guitar in less than five seconds.”
Sirus kneaded his fingers into Grey’s muscles and began to give him a massage. “I’m not looking for a marriage proposal just because I don’t normally accept blowjobs and invitations to share a bath and bed from men I hardly know. It is unusual for me, but you don’t have to worry that I’m going to think we’re a couple or anything.”
“It wasn’t that.” Grey scrambled, his mind racing for cover. He hated that Sirus picked up on the tension in his body, and worse, that he’d so easily pinpointed why it had happened. People did not read Greyson Cole. Business associates and ex-boyfriends alike told him his poker face had no match. “I was thinking about outside.” Jesus, Grey could still feel the thickness and heat of Sirus’s cock taking over his mouth. His dick twitched a little bit as he recalled the man’s tight, scorching ass clenching around his buried fingers too. “You pulled away before you came. Is there something I need to know about you?”
“I’m clean,” Sirus said. He ran his hands down Grey’s chest and settled their upper bodies into one another more comfortably. “You didn’t know that, though, and I didn’t want to presume something you might not have wanted.”
Grey closed his eyes, trembling as he imagined warm spits of Sirus’s cum coating his tongue and throat. Christ, how he missed blowjobs. “I wanted.” He reached up and fiddled with Sirus’s fingers where they rested on his chest. “But thank you for being clearheaded enough in the moment to think for both of us. Normally I know more about my sexual partners, and we’ve been tested together so we each know the other is clean.”
Even then, Grey always wore a condom when he had sex, but he hadn’t brought any condoms with him on this trip. Hadn’t needed any in a very long time. “This is a unique circumstance, and I guess we need to discuss our histories and expectations a little bit so we can decide how best to proceed.”
Sirus nuzzled his lips against Grey’s temple and squeezed him with his legs. “You’re very precise in everything you say. That’s cute.”
Grumbling, Grey felt his face heat. “Being smart and well thought out is not cute.
It’s…” He looked around the softly lit bathroom, searching for the right word. “It’s…”
“Smart?” Sirus helped, chuckling.
Discomfort heated Grey’s already warm cheeks to a blaze. “Okay, fine.” He did not allow people to laugh at him when he was trying to be serious. Bracing his hand on the lip of the tub, he rose to his feet. “Maybe you think your health is a joke, but I
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