Rules of Play (The Saints of Westmont U Book 3) by Hayden Hall

Author:Hayden Hall [Hall, Hayden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-06-17T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

PATRICK

It wasn’t a sinking feeling that woke me up. It wasn’t a bolt of fear, either. I might have expected something along those lines. Hell, a week ago, I had very much imagined it playing out that way, blinking myself awake to see the size of my horny mistake. It wouldn’t have been the first time. I’d woken up with after-sex guilt more than a few times in my Casanova phase, and I had no reason to think the phase was behind me.

Except, as the silk curtain of sleep pulled away, and my conscious mind seeped in, my heart didn’t clench with regrets.

I opened my eyes to a crisp, sunny morning in a house in Detroit, in a bed so warm that it begged me to stay longer, with my arm draping Shane’s naked body. Yesterday, waking up in a fairly similar spot, I had been flooded with embarrassment, thinking if I’d made him uncomfortable, if I’d had a few accidental—though perfectly natural!—hard-ons through the night.

No embarrassment now. We both lay naked, and the memory of last night was imprinted deeply into my mind. It was so fresh and colorful that it was still before my eyes.

The comforter was low on our bodies, draping us up to our waists, and I focused my gaze on the back of Shane’s head. Dark hair covered the top of his head messily, and the fade on the sides was disappearing slowly as new hair grew. Below, his neck was smooth and creamy, extending to his shoulders and his pronounced shoulder blades.

I moved my left arm back, though it still rested over his body, and ran the back of my index finger over Shane’s sharp cheekbone, his smooth cheek, and his long neck. I turned my hand over and let my fingertips travel over his chest.

When I shut my eyes, all I saw was that pained, blissful expression on Shane’s face. In the moment of ecstasy, like Saint Sebastian pierced by the arrows, he had looked deep into my eyes, lips parting to let out a small, choked sound, muscles tensing in the instant before he came.

I never wanted to forget it. The mere thought of it made me heat up a little. Something fuzzy grew in my chest, and tingling shot down into my stomach. My dick woke up, too, and grew harder until it pressed right between Shane’s cheeks.

My hand moved over his abs just as his breathing changed. He didn’t turn around. He didn’t say anything, but I knew he was awake. And as my hand traveled up and down his flat stomach, Shane’s hand covered mine.

He didn’t direct it, merely followed where it went, and offered no objections when it went lower.

Partly, it was curiosity. Last night, I’d had a beer or two to celebrate the game, and I had been driven wild by the weeks of unintended teasing. This morning, he was here, ready for me and willing, and I needed to know what that did to my heart.

It turns out it did wonders.

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