Page 52 of Ride the Lightning

“Does this mean you like me too?” Jonah asked.

Avery raised his head and looked into Jonah’s eyes. He expected a sassy or snarky response, but the tenderness in Avery’s gaze stole his breath. “More than you’re ready to hear.”

Jonah opened his mouth to say something, anything, but no words tumbled from his lips. So he kissed Avery again, hoping he could feel how much his confession pleased Jonah.

Once they parted to catch their breath, Avery smiled impishly, then said, “Now I want to live out my second favorite part of my fantasy.” Jonah quirked a brow. “Showering together. I want to run soapy hands all over your body. I hope you have a good hot water heater.”

Jonah mentally crossed his fingers that the appliance had one last ride.

“I guess we’ll find out.”

The next morning, his ringing cell phone woke Jonah from the deepest sleep he’d had in years. He glanced at the time and noticed it was only seven in the morning. Why the hell was Felix calling him so early?

“Hello?” he said gruffly.

“Be ready at eight.”

The ensuing groan disturbed Avery, who Jonah discovered slept like the dead. The phone hadn’t woken him, but the sound of Jonah’s distress stirred him. Jonah ran a hand along Avery’s spine to soothe him back to sleep, but his touch had the opposite effect. One moment, Avery was sound asleep, and the next, he was scooting beneath the sheets. Jonah’s eyes rolled back in his head when he felt the first press of Avery’s tongue at the base of his semi-erect penis.

“What was that noise?” Felix asked.

“Noise?” Jonah asked breathlessly. “I didn’t hear anything.” Avery giggled beneath the sheets. “Where are we going?”

“Jesus Christ,” Felix groused. “Don’t you know better than to answer your phone during sex? I’ll be there at eight thirty. Be ready.” Felix hung up before Jonah could respond. Avery sucked one of Jonah’s balls in his mouth, and he lost the ability to do anything but cry out Avery’s name.

Unfortunately, it happened at the same time Kendall burst through his bedroom door, shouting Jonah’s name. He was soaking wet with a towel haphazardly wrapped around his waist and soapy hair sticking up in all directions. Beneath the sheet, Avery stilled for a second before tickling Jonah’s taint with the tip of his tongue.

“Shut the door and go away,” Jonah growled at Kendall. He grabbed the pillow Avery had slept on and hurled it at his friend.

Kendall ducked to avoid it but didn’t step farther in the room. “Oh, wow. You have company.”

“You don’t have to sound so shocked,” Jonah groused.

“Forgive me,” Kendall said. “You’ve just lived like a monk for so long.”

“I’m not into voyeurism, K. Get out,” Jonah repeated.

“Oh, for fuck’s sakes,” Kendall said, rolling his eyes. “I didn’t come here to watch or join in.”

“Then leave,” Jonah said, his voice straining as Avery sucked on his taint.

“The hot water heater crapped out in the middle of my shower. I must insist you fix it right away.”

“Sure thing. Now get the fuck out of here,” Jonah said tersely.

Kendall waggled his brows, then shut the door loud enough to make Avery giggle. Jonah reached beneath the sheets and tugged Avery up until he sprawled across Jonah’s chest.

Jonah nuzzled his nose against the sensitive spot beneath Avery’s ear. “Good morning.”

“Not yet, it isn’t,” Avery said. “I was trying to make it one.”

Jonah brushed a lock of hair off Avery’s forehead and took in his disheveled appearance and soft eyes. “It’s perfect.”

“I had big plans to make you messy,” Avery countered. “Maybe we need to alter them a little bit since you won’t be able to take a shower, and it sounds like there’s someplace you need to be soon.”

“I have ninety minutes before Felix picks me up to drive me God knows where. I’m willing to get creative if you are,” Jonah said, lifting his head and kissing the softest lips he’d ever known.

“What did you have in mind?” Avery asked in between kisses.