Chapter 3This time when Ed heard the rain, muted against the outside of the cabin, the gentle sound added a cooling counterpoint to the heated sensations building within him.
He’d forgotten the pile of wet clothes now soaking into the shag carpeting, his determination to open up to Joe, the unsettling phone call, and even the questionable state of the bed he lay sprawled across. At least Joe had kicked the spread onto the floor before he dropped Ed onto the mattress.
All his attention stayed focused on Joe’s lips and the sweet torture of the moment. He clutched at Joe’s back and slid his hands over firm muscle damp with sweat and drops of water that hadn’t yet rubbed off onto Ed’s skin.
God, he loved making love in the summer. The heat and humidity hung heavy in the air between them, de
