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F uck.

My mind reeled as I continued to process that Aiden had seen the videos. Not only that, but he had obviously subscribed. How often did he watch me? The idea shouldn’t be so fucking hot. My dick definitely shouldn’t be getting hard thinking about him watching me playing with it.

And his suggestion?

Mother fucking shit. That—that needed to be discouraged. As much as I liked Aiden and it would be a lie to say that I didn’t find him attractive, I had promised Nathan that I would remain hands off.

But damn. I’d be stupid to pass up the opportunity. Aiden was exactly my type. He was tall and fit, with that innocent charm just begging to be corrupted. If what he’d hinted at during the New Year’s party was true, the kid didn’t have a lot of experience, if any. I could be the perfect person for him to learn from.

“What happens in Mexico? Isn’t that what happens in Vegas? ”

Aiden sighed, his hands tugging at his light brown hair as he turned away from me. “You know what? You’re right. That was stupid. Forget I said anything.”

He went to walk away, but I didn’t want him to think I was outright rejecting him, even if I should. My hand wrapped around his wrist, an electric shock pulsing through me at the contact, and turned him to face me. “Would you hold up for a second? Do you even know what you’re suggesting?”

Chocolate-brown eyes blinked at where our skin connected before they looked up at me. We were the same height, but at that moment, I felt like he was shrinking beneath my stare.

Aiden shook from my grasp, letting out a heavy sigh. “Yeah. I’m suggesting that we see what this is while we’re here.”

“You want to fuck around? With me?”

The way his face turned blotchy red once more, maybe Aiden was a lot more innocent than I thought.

“When you put it that way...”

I swallowed, backing away from him for a moment to gather my thoughts. This hadn’t been my intention when bringing him on this trip. But maybe my intentions hadn’t been exactly pure when my eyes turned to the bed. Why the hell had I booked a single room? Was it that Aiden had said he’d never shared a bed with someone before? Did I want to be the one to give him that? To give him so many of his firsts?

Oh, I was a fucking dead man.

“Gimme a minute.” I took a steadying breath and grabbed my bag. I pulled some slides out of them before disappearing into the bathroom and changing into my swimming trunks. When we’d started this conversation, I hadn’t thought it would be weird to change in front of Aiden, but now it seemed like an awkward concept. Fuck, he’d seen me naked. He’d seen me come. It was pointless to hide from him now, but he was proposing we hook up while we were here.

It was shitty to keep hiding in the bathroom. The poor guy was probably freaking out while waiting for me. My tongue fidgeted with my piercing as I finally made my way back into the room. At least Aiden had taken the time to change as well, but he didn’t look comfortable. He sat on the edge of the bed, fingers playing with the edge of his shorts. He looked so unsure when he faced me as I entered the room. His eyes were wide and his mouth pulled into a tight smile.

“Where are we going to swim?” he asked. Disappointment settled from his subject change, but maybe it was for the best. We needed to break the awkwardness that had started with our conversation. I couldn’t fuck up our friendship over this shit.

“Sort of the perk of this room. We can hop in from here.” I waved to the open doors.

He nodded as he stood from the bed and walked out onto the small wooden patio. He sat on the edge, dangling his feet into the water .

“I’m—I’m sorry if I made things awkward.”

I laughed. “None of that bullshit. It’s fine.” I joined him, sitting next to him on the warm slats. The water was comfortable, way better than the icy shit back home. It didn’t matter what time of the year it was, Washington beaches had one temperature. Frigid.

We stared out over the calm waves for a few moments. The longer we sat there, the more awkward it grew, and I hated it. This couldn’t last. Instead of continuing to stew over the fucked-up situation, I laced my fingers through Aiden’s, causing him to lurch in surprise. He didn’t have much of a chance to react as I pushed off the boards and into the water, dragging him along with me.

Aiden broke the water’s surface, spluttering and pushing his wet hair from his face. “Jesus fucking Christ. What the hell was that?”

“Stop fucking thinking so much and have some fun.” I laughed, pushing water in his direction, splashing him in the face.

That earned me a growl before I had my own salty tidal wave over my head.

We spent a good few minutes throwing water back and forth before we were both laughing and out of breath. I liked the smile that had returned to Aiden’s face and, fuck… he was god damn gorgeous like this. He was free and unworried and I wanted to keep him that way. At that moment, I knew I was screwed. I’d cave to every last whim he had on this trip.

“ W hat the hell is taking you so long?”

Aiden had been in the bathroom for forty-five minutes. The shower had turned off a while ago, so there wasn’t a logical reason that he was still in there.

“Uhh...”

That wasn’t reassuring in the slightest. “Are you okay? Need help with something?”

“No. God, no. Um. I think—I think I got it.”

Why did he sound different? Almost panicked. I reached for the door handle, giving it a jiggle. He’d locked it, of course. I couldn’t have gotten in there to help him, even if I wanted to.

“Aiden? Swe—” I cut myself off quickly. I’d fucked up by calling him the pet name earlier, but that didn’t mean it was still okay to use it.

He was flushed but dressed and ready as the door swung open.

“Sorry. I was trying to figure something out. It took me a minute, but I got it. I think. Are you ready to go?”

Shit, he was in a hurry. Fidgeting as he shifted awkwardly as he walked toward the door. Almost like he…

“Aiden? What the hell did you do in there?”

He spun, face still splotchy. “Nothing to worry about. Let’s just go. ”

When he started to move again, it took everything in me to not crack up laughing. “Fuck, Aid, stop. We’re not going anywhere while you look like you got a dick up your ass.”

His eyes widened as he turned back to me.

“Uhh...”

“Aiden?”

That blush deepened again as he swallowed thickly.

“Can we, please?” He pleaded with his eyes, but there was no fucking way I was letting him out the door. Not like that.

I moved closer and, on instinct, wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him close. The move made a small groan slip past his lips and I couldn’t hold back the laughter anymore.

“Holy shit, sweetheart. What the fuck did you do?”

Aiden cringed and pulled out of my grasp, another small groan leaving him.

“It was just a really dumb idea. I saw something online. People really go out in public with these things? How do you not feel it?”

My eyes widened, and I doubled over, hands grabbing at my stomach, as I couldn’t contain my laughter. “Aiden. Please tell me you didn’t put a plug in.”

He said nothing as I continued to laugh. Holy fuck. The kid was ballsy. “Do you even know what the hell you’re doing with that thing? ”

He huffed in irritation. Yeah, it was probably fucked that I was laughing at him, but I’d never seen someone try to do something like this before.

“Obviously not. I couldn’t figure out how to get it in at first and had to sit there and fucking google it. Do you have any idea how damn awkward it was to shove my fingers up my own ass?”

That was it. That was all it took to make me stop laughing as arousal swept through my system. The image of Aiden in the bathroom stuffing himself was enough to make me instantly hard. And damn. He had a plug in him right now. Stretching him. Holding him open.

I coughed, straightening myself and approaching him. “Aiden. You can hurt yourself if you’re not careful.”

He crossed his arms over his chest. “Well, you made it clear helping me out was a bad idea.”

My hands framed his face as my lips slammed down against his. Aiden’s hands clutched at my arms as his mouth opened to allow my tongue to sweep inside. He was trembling as I explored every nook and cranny, savoring the minty taste of him.

When I pulled back, Aiden’s eyes were glassy. We panted as we stared at each other. “Don’t be a fucking fool, sweetheart. I’d rather it be me than for you to get hurt.”