Total Creative Control by Joanna Chambers Sally Malcolm

Author:Joanna Chambers, Sally Malcolm [Joanna Chambers, Sally Malcolm]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Aaron

Aaron reached out, brushing his fingers over the curve of Lewis’s neck and shoulder.

Lewis’s hand stilled, and his eyes sprang open as he glanced up in surprise. Their eyes met, his bruised and weary, and Aaron said gently, quietly, “It’s okay. I’m not exactly a pro, but Colin gave me some sports massage tips…”

Lewis made a face. “Fucking Colin,” he said, but there was no heat in it. He lowered his hand to join the other in his lap and slightly turned, presenting the sore spot to Aaron.

Aaron swallowed and stepped closer.

Pro or not, he didn’t need to be an expert to feel the tension Lewis carried in his shoulders, or the way he relaxed as soon as Aaron began to touch him, carefully exploring the tense muscle with his fingertips before digging in more firmly, eliciting a moan from Lewis that sounded positively pornographic.

If he had been an expert, he probably wouldn’t have been quite so preoccupied by the pleasing contours of firm muscle and warm flesh beneath Lewis’s fine cotton shirt. Or by the way his dark hair curled charmingly behind his ears, or by the warm, arousing scent of his fading aftershave.

And talking of warmth, was it getting hot in here? Because Aaron felt flushed all over, his heart thudding alarmingly as he touched Lewis in ways he’d never dreamed might happen in real life.

When Lewis began unbuttoning his shirt, Aaron froze, hands stilling. His mouth was dry as he watched Lewis shrug out of the shirt, one golden shoulder at a time, before negligently casting it onto the floor and lowering his head to give Aaron better access to his neck and shoulders.

Aaron swallowed, his gaze moving over Lewis’s smooth, bare skin. Then slowly, carefully, he lowered his hands and began to stroke and knead again.

“Fucking hell, that feels good,” Lewis muttered, taking the words right out of Aaron’s mouth. Because yes, this felt good to Aaron too. His cock had plumped up and throbbed insistently as his hands worked. And Christ, that had to be wrong, didn’t it? He was supposed to be giving comfort to Lewis, not perving on him.

Lewis seemed oblivious to Aaron’s arousal, though. He angled his head to one side, opening up that vulnerable spot to Aaron’s touch, and when Aaron leaned in closer to firmly press into the sore muscle—heart beating wildly as he did so—Lewis gave another of those deep, masculine sighs of relief—of pleasure—and…

…Aaron snatched his hands away, breathing hard.

Lewis turned to look at him, his brows drawn together in a faint frown.

“What’s wrong?” He blinked. “Oh, shit. Is it because I took my shirt off?”

Before Aaron could respond, Lewis bent to retrieve the shirt he’d just cast aside. As he straightened, he rose to his feet, turning on his heel to face Aaron, and quite suddenly, there was no space between them at all.

Aaron froze, and so did Lewis, but neither of them stepped back.

Their gazes locked and as they stared at one another, Aaron felt suddenly stripped bare.

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