and didn’t even have to be said again, but
for some reason Matt thought it did and that bothered Aubrey. Before he could reassure his mate, Matt
rushed on.
“I don’t want a relationship like my parents’. I can’t live with the constant drama and the lack of
trust.” Matt worried his bottom lip and took a big gulping breath before saying, “They hate each other. All they have in common is sex. I swear the only time they aren’t yelling at one another is when they’re in bed.
And because of that I think we should take things—you know the physical stuff—slow.”
No sex? Once Aubrey had made up his mind he was keeping Matt, he’d thought to enjoy the perks that came with being mated. It was the ideal situation. Matt was here under his roof and had a valid excuse to be here. For the next four years no one would question Matt living with him. He hadn’t quite decided what to do after Matt graduated, but he had four years to come up with a solution. Logically, Aubrey’s brain got the abstinence request, but his body was already planning a protest using his erection as a damned picket sign.
He held back a groan and nodded to his mate. What else could he do? “Okay.”
“You’re mad, aren’t you?” Matt rested his hand over Aubrey’s arm and bent until he met Aubrey’s
gaze. “Please don’t be mad. It’s just a lot to deal with at once, and sex never fixes anything. From what I can tell it makes things more complicated.” Matt shivered and pulled his knees back to his chest, reminding Aubrey how young he was.
“I’m not mad. And you’re right, sex complicates things.” Damn it. He respected Matt for wanting more out of their mating than what he witnessed growing up. And just maybe they could have what
Aubrey’s own parents had, even if it did have to be their secret.
Matt grinned, looking a little surer of himself. Another shiver racked his body. The bubbles in his bath were starting to dissipate.
“You’re cold.” Aubrey stood and turned to the linen closet. He got down a big fluffy towel and
switched on the bathroom heater before returning to the tub. He held out the towel. “I’d put it on the towel warmer, but you’re freezing now.”
“Towel warmer?” Matt sounded intrigued and surprised at the same time.
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Aubrey pointed to the towel rack a yard away on the wall beside the glass shower. “There’s a little
switch to turn it on in the inside of the post coming out of the wall.”
“Cool.”
Aubrey wiggled the towel. “Out.”
Matt frowned. “I can dry myself.”
“Didn’t think you couldn’t, sugar, but you said nothing about touching so I’ll take what I can get.”
“Uh-oh.” Matt giggled.
Aubrey chuckled. Would he ever get used to that giggle? He hadn’t planned on groping Matt. He only
wanted to make him warm.
Standing, Matt held his arms up.
Aubrey couldn’t help it—like a magnet he zeroed in on the magnificent, slender form. Matt had
smooth tanned skin with very little body hair. Matt had a nice prick too. Semi-erect, it was mouthwatering.
Fidgeting, Matt reached for the towel. His stomach tensed and drew Aubrey’s attention to his navel. A
trail of dark hair led from above his cock right up to the shallow indention of his belly button and stopped.
Aubrey’s whole body tightened in anticipation. His cock grew so hard it was uncomfortable. Matt
may want to keep things platonic between them for now, but Aubrey was going to get a hold of that
gorgeous bod if it was the last thing he did.
Goose bumps rose on Matt’s skin, bringing Aubrey out of his study. “Come on.” He shook the towel,
and Matt stepped into it and Aubrey’s arms.
Oh, that was nice. Aubrey wrapped the terrycloth around his mate and pulled their bodies together.
Aubrey wanted to hold him, but Matt’s teeth chattered and cut the pleasure short.
Aubrey rubbed him dry, vigorously trying to get the water off him and get
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