Only for the Weekend by Jen FitzGerald

Author:Jen FitzGerald [FitzGerald, Jen]
Language: nld
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948236058
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Cole meets Tucker’s gaze. His throat is thick with how much more he wants than just gel rubbed on his shoulders, even after today’s interlude in the lake. He doesn’t know how to say so. Nodding, he offers his back to Tucker.

The schlicky sound of Tucker rubbing the gel between his hands is obscene in the quiet. The touch of Tucker’s hands, cool and slick, makes Cole jump, his skin is so warm. Tucker’s hands move in gentle circles over Cole’s shoulder blades. Desire snakes down Cole’s spine. Want pools in his groin. Budding arousal makes his dick twitch. His breath hitches and his fingers curl into his fists.

There’s no noise save the brush of Tucker’s hands across Cole’s back, along his arms, and the faint whisper of their breathing. Cole lets his chin fall to his chest. Closes his eyes and savors the feel of hands on him that will be gone in just a few moments’ time.

Cole peers into the mirror, watching what he can see of Tucker, hands and arms flashing in and out of the reflection as he continues to smooth gel into Cole’s shoulders and back. Cole wants more so badly he can practically taste it.

Fuck it. Tucker hasn’t pushed for an intimacy Cole wasn’t willing to offer as the weekend has progressed, but he’s welcomed whatever overture Cole has made.

Cole whirls around. Their gazes collide. Cole’s breath hitches. He searches Tucker’s face, his eyes, and reaches out. He cups Tucker’s face with both hands, Tucker’s five o’clock shadow scraping lightly against his palm. God, he wants. He opens his mouth to ask, but closes it, not even sure how to ask or what to ask for.

Tucker’s eyes flash, pupils blow. A nanosecond later, Tucker steps forward, covering Cole’s mouth with his own, hands sliding down to Cole’s ass, pulling him flush.

Lips part, heads tilt, and the kiss deepens. Electricity pings through Cole’s body like a pinball in a machine. Cole clutches the soft cotton of Tucker’s shirt as they kiss and kiss and kiss, alternating between deep and filthy and slow and sensual. Cole’s completely hard now. He wants so much. He wants to be touched and held, even if it’s just this once. Words stick in his throat, so he tugs at Tucker’s tee shirt instead, pushes at the towel still somehow wrapped around his waist, plucks at the waistband of Tucker’s boxers, and hopes Tucker gets the message.

He does.

“What do you want?” Tucker whispers into Cole’s mouth even as his fingers trail up Cole’s arms, as his hands brush down Cole’s chest.

Cole’s stomach loops and a delicious chill washes over him. He’s panting, overwhelmed in a way he didn’t expect. He can barely think. It’s been so long. Hand jobs in a lake are one thing—sex in a bed is something else entirely.

He swallows to engage his vocal cords. “Just that, yeah. Touch me. Please. I don’t… Just. Anywhere.” He almost doesn’t recognize his own voice, it’s so raw. He doesn’t even need to come.

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