Chapter 5-1
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Chapter 5
Sean stared at him for so long without a response that Andy began to feel nervous. Or anxious. Maybe both. The thing was, Andy wanted this. Wanted Sean. And maybe he was being too coy or casual about it. Andy didn’t want to screw this up. Screw them up.
He didn’t do casual very well. If that’s what this was. But he was willing to try, if it meant s*x with Sean.
Right now, though, the burger and fries on the paper plate Sean had given him didn’t interest him at all. Whatever hunger he’d had was gone. For food, anyway. He set the plate on the coffee table and stood, holding out his hand for Sean.
“We can reheat the burgers,” he said, trying to sound deep and hoarse, not really sure if he succeeded. But Sean’s pupils dilated, and he set his plate aside as well.
Sean put his hand in Andy’s, but then it was he who tugged them down the short hallway to the apartment’s bedroom.
It occurred to Andy that maybe he should have stopped for condoms and lube, but then figured Sean probably had whatever they needed. Why invite Andy over for s*x if he didn’t? And yes, Andy knew that was the reason for the invitation.
Sean was already pulling off his T-shirt as they entered the bedroom. His muscles rippled as he tossed the shirt to the carpet. His hands paused at the belt around his waist. “You, too.”
Andy unbuttoned his long-sleeved burgundy shirt, slipping it from his shoulders and letting it fall at his feet. Then he yanked off his undershirt, letting it join the other shirt on the floor. “You want to top or bottom?”
“Preference?”
“I like both.”
“Me, too.” Sean grinned. “But tonight, I want to f**k you.”
Andy shivered, his mouth turning dry, and his whole body going on high alert. He was already half-hard.
“Be right back.”
“What?” Andy asked, dumbfounded.
“Gotta get what we need. You finish stripping.”
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