“I guess… I wish someone had given me some time, you know? Some notice so we could have planned.” So he’d had warning.
“Me too. If we’d known even six months ago…” Connor eased up on his grip but didn’t let him go. “There’s nothing there but an argument that’s not worth having.”
“Well, at least we’re on the same side of that argument, right?” He lifted Connor’s hand up to his lips. “I love you, old man.”
Connor slid over into his lap. “We’re on the same side. Always. And who are you calling old, you geezer?”
“Have you checked your balls for gray hairs yet?” he teased, the chuckles starting. “I know I’ve been down there…”
“Uh-huh.” Connor slapped his shoulder, but he was grinning. “I know why you like that hat so much; it covers up what’s missing under there.”
“Oh, don’t even go there, you ass. I have plenty of hair.” It was just short-short.
“Uh-huh. In certain places.” Connor laughed.
He reached over and tickled Connor, playing with him, looking to make him laugh.
“Stop. Stop that. Goddammit, would you…ugh!” Connor gasped and squirmed in his lap and finally broke free, stumbling across the porch. He got a big, pink-faced grin. “Ha!”
“Ha?” He stood and started stalking his lover, trying not to think about all this mess.
Oh, Connor was so on board. His lover took slow steps backward until he bumped into a chair and gave Early a wide-eyed look. “Be nice, cowboy.”
“I’ll be nice, baby.” They never got to do this. Be sexual in the open. He loved seducing his man. “I’m fixin’ to be so nice.”
“Mm.” Connor licked his lips. “Nottoonice, I hope.”
“You ever fucked good and hard outside in a hot tub, Connor?”
Connor swallowed and slowly shook his head no, but a grin tugging at one corner of his lips told Early he was interested.
He grabbed the back of Connor’s neck and tugged him in hard, kissing him fiercely. If they had to be separated, he wanted Connor to remember this.
Connor moaned and pressed against him, returning the kiss, fingers tugging on his belt loops.
He groaned and held on tight. He was going to grab lube and get the water heating. Then he was going to fuck Connor into next month.
Connor fumbled with his shirt buttons and nipped at his lips. “I’ll get the—and you can—fuck, I want you.”
“Uh-huh. Meet me in the hot tub. I need you. All of you. Now.” He groaned and tore his shirt off as he headed to the Jacuzzi. It was quick and easy to start the heater and pull off the cover.
Thank god it was all clean and balanced.
Connor was breathing hard when he reappeared, barefoot and shirtless. “Got it. Oh, look at this thing. Wow.”
“Uh-huh. It’s cool, isn’t it? We can bubble together, it’s private, and it’s all ours.”
Connor set the lube down on a wide ledge and stepped in close and he could feel his lover’s heat. “Mmm. Think of all the things we can do with alone and private. Better yet, show me.” Connor kissed him, smoothing fingers like fire over his skin.
“Mmhmm. I’m going to make sure you don’t forget tonight for days and days.” He toed off his boots and pushed his jeans off.
“That sounds perfect.” Connor shed his jeans too, and reached for him again, showing him how much he was wanted.
“It does.” He loved the son of bitch so much, that it hurt.
The water was good and hot, and he loved the way he got to watch Connor climb in and head over to him. “Oh, this is nice.” Connor waded a couple of steps, water lapping at his hips. “Decadent, right?”
“Yes.” He reached out and gently pinched the tip of Connor’s cock, looking to spark those sensitive nerves.