Dante let him, then regretted it as pain passed through Sid’s face.
He unloaded the nuts and pasta onto the belt. The cashier scanned them so fast they reached the end before Sid did.
Dante took advantage of his distraction to tap his debit card on the machine.
“Hey,” Sid protested. “That wasn’t the deal.”
“We never made a deal.”
Dante swiped the heavy bag from under Sid’s nose and left the supermarket.
Sid followed, grumbling. “You’re a sneaky fucker.”
“Yup.”
“I mean that in a nice way.”
“Okay. Where do you want to go now?”
“Treetop Harvest. It’s down the end and round the corner.”
Down the end turned out to mean half a mile away. Dante glanced at Sid as they walked, noting the drag in his left foot, though Sid kept smiling. “You want to sit somewhere while I fetch what you need?”
“What do you think?”
“I think what you want and what you need are different.”
“I don’tneedanything.”
“Do it for me then. Let me feel useful after being a moody cunt all day.”
Sid glowered.
Dante kept his expression neutral, but it was hard. Grumpy Sid was hot as hell.
Hotter.
I want him so fucking bad. Unbidden, his mind took a welcome detour back to the woods. He pictured Sid’s mouth on him, his tongue, and his gentle scraping teeth. He skipped forward, past the mind-blowing orgasm, and remembered how Sid’s cock had felt in his hand and his face as he’d come, his slack jaw and rolling eyes.No wonder Luis is happy now if fucking around with dudes can be this good.
“Fine.” Sid threw himself onto a nearby shaded bench.
Dante startled back to reality, the heat in his blood nothing to do with the afternoon sun. He set the grocery bag next to Sid, then crouched down, his hands on Sid’s knees. “What do you need me to get?”
Sid’s gaze flickered. “It’s hard to remember with you in front of me like that.”
Dante grinned, rubbing Sid’s strong thighs and ignoring the tremor in his unyielding muscle. “Whatever you’re thinking, I ain’t into putting on a show for other people.”
“Just woodland creatures, huh?”
“They don’t talk and put shit on YouTube.”
“Pretty sure porn isn’t allowed on YouTube.”
“You’re going there right now? Okay.” Dante breathed out, slow and hot. “You know I’m probably really bad at all the stuff you’re amazing at, right? If you want it to be good, you’ll have to teach me.”
Sid shifted on the bench, rolling his shoulders. “You’re better at everything than you think you are. Why would this be any different?”
“Define everything.”