Page 19 of Troubled Skies (Blue Skies #3)

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Adrian

As he floated in the pool on a super yacht anchored in Ibiza wrapped in the arms of a gorgeous and sexy man who had been nothing but attentive and generous, Adrian had to wonder how this was his life right now.

Nothing could be further from his reality in LA, the very thing Adrian had been hoping for when he impulsively emptied his bank account and made his reservations.

He had no idea how things had worked out so spectacularly in his favor and was doing his best not to question it lest the ephemeral bubble of this fantasy blew up in his face.

He turned his head and took in the sight of Ren with his sun-kissed curls spread on the cushioned surface of the floating raft like a halo, his long, dark eyelashes brushing against the top of his sharp cheekbones, and his plush, Merlot-colored lips parted ever so slightly.

It was all Adrian could do not to kiss him again.

He settled for running his fingertips through the dark scruff that surrounded Ren’s tempting mouth and smiled as he put his head back down on Ren’s chest. When Ren tightened his arms around him, Adrian sighed, relaxed and content as the sun warmed his skin.

If asked to explain why Ren made him feel safe, Adrian wouldn’t have been able to offer a single reason that made sense.

From the moment he’d opened his eyes and seen Ren trying to rouse him so they could leave the plane at Heathrow, his instinct had been to trust Ren even as his brain was yelling at him to slow down or run away.

At every step along the way, even as Adrian questioned and berated himself for being too trusting, pulled away for fear of making yet another mistake, Ren had been the still point that calmed him and helped him cope.

Adrian would not have made it all the way to Ibiza without Ren’s quiet and self-assured competence. How could Adrian not trust him?

You only have this evening , Adrian’s doom-saying inner voice reminded him for the thousandth time. As if Adrian didn’t know. Can’t I have the fantasy for a few hours? he asked the voice. Is it wrong to enjoy being here with him even if it’s all I can have?

“What are you thinking, poussin?” Ren asked. He dangled a hand in the water, then lifted it over Adrian’s back so beads of cool water dripped onto his heated skin.

Adrian shivered at the sensation. “I’m thinking about how wonderful this day has been,” he said. “And how much I enjoy being with you.”

“Moi aussi.” Ren wrapped his arms tighter around Adrian’s shoulders, and Adrian tucked his head under Ren’s chin and nuzzled the hollow above his collarbone. “I am so happy to have met you.”

As he spoke, Ren’s hand drifted from Adrian’s shoulder to his back, then lower to the top of his ass.

Adrian’s breath hitched, and he flexed his hips against Ren’s side, sliding his left leg higher up Ren’s to give him more access.

To his credit, Ren didn’t hesitate, sliding a finger along the seam of Adrian’s ass as far as he could reach without shifting position.

It wasn’t enough for Adrian, and he whimpered as his hips rocked against Ren’s side while he tried hitching his leg higher.

“You will capsize us,” Ren laughed. With a wicked grin, Adrian rose up on his knees, which destabilized the lounger and dumped them into the water.

Adrian resurfaced first, then spun and tried to locate Ren as he wiped water out of his eyes.

He caught sight of Ren circling underwater and turned like a dog trying to chase its own tail.

Before Adrian was able to maneuver out of his way, Ren exploded in front of him, water spraying everywhere, and wrapped Adrian in his arms as he propelled them toward the side of the pool.

His feet churned the water like a motor, and Adrian was laughing by the time Ren caged him against the pool’s edge.

All laughter died in his throat as the intensity of Ren’s gaze registered, and he licked his lips.

Ren closed the distance between their bodies, pressing Adrian against the side of the pool until there was no room for him to wriggle away.

Not that he was trying to. Not when Ren’s cock rubbed against his.

They were both getting hard, and Ren looked at him like he was a starving man presented with his favorite meal.

Adrian swallowed hard. The voice in the back of his head was still whispering warnings, but staring into Ren’s eyes, Adrian finally made his choice. He wanted Ren, and he was done denying himself the pleasure this gorgeous man was offering.

For a moment, they continued to stare at each other, then Adrian closed the distance between them and brought their mouths together.

Ren groaned as Adrian pushed his tongue into Ren’s mouth and began to explore and tease.

Ren’s taste in Adrian’s mouth, the feel of his body against Adrian’s, it turned Adrian on, and he writhed against Ren seeking out friction.

“Put your legs around my waist,” Ren said, and Adrian complied quickly, locking his ankles behind Ren’s back. They rocked against each other, cocks rubbing, Adrian lost in the sensations of his body, the feel of Ren in his arms.

“I wish we had lube, poussin, I’d take you right now if you said yes.

” Ren’s words made Adrian groan. Then Ren took both their cocks in his hand, just holding them and pulsing ever so slightly.

Adrian’s hips moved of their own accord, seeking the exquisite friction that would push him over the edge, but Ren closed his hand tighter around them to still him.

“Easy,” Ren whispered as he stroked Adrian’s back with his free hand. “I will take care of you.” Then he lowered his mouth to Adrian’s and kissed him while continuing to pump their erections with soft squeezes.

The light touch and gentle pressure was maddening for Adrian, arousing enough to turn him on, but not firm enough to push him over the edge. He whined in frustration as he rutted against Ren, his tongue thrusting deeper into Ren’s mouth as he tried to communicate what he wanted.

Laughing, Ren broke the kiss then placed his hands on the edge of the pool, took a deep breath and submerged. The water distorted what Adrian could see, but he felt Ren loop his legs around Adrian’s, anchoring himself below the water’s surface.

Before Adrian could fathom what he was doing, he felt Ren’s hot mouth slide over his cock, taking all of him in one smooth glide.

Ren locked his hands on Adrian’s ass, pulling him deeper into his mouth and working him with an intense efficiency that made Adrian’s head spin.

Trapped between Ren’s legs and hands, he couldn’t move.

All he could do was brace himself and give over to the sensation of having his brain sucked out through his cock.

The shock of cool water that surrounded him as Ren bobbed to the surface to gulp down another deep breath of air had him gasping, mouth opening and closing as his hips rocked forward.

Then Ren’s mouth closed over him again, and Adrian was lost on a rising tide of arousal, helpless to stop the orgasm that built and crested, cum pulsing into Ren’s throat while Adrian covered his own mouth to keep from shouting.

Adrian slumped against Ren when he rose to the surface again, wrapping his arms around Ren’s shoulders.

“If you gentlemen would like to dress, chef says dinner will be served in half an hour.”

Adrian’s eyes flew open as Sylvie’s voice rang out from above them.

He spun around to see the chief stew leaning over the railing from one deck up, and it didn’t take long for him to realize she could see both of them, fully naked, and had probably witnessed Ren’s underwater blow job.

His cheeks blazed with embarrassment, but Ren merely waved at her and causally declared they would be ready.

“Very good. I’ll let chef know.”

“Don’t they mind?” Adrian asked Ren after Sylvie had withdrawn. “About the nudity and…” He waved his hand.

“I think we are not so conscious of our naked bodies as you are in the States. Here,” Ren gave the one-shoulder shrug Adrian adored for its casual indifference, as if the thought he was dismissing wasn’t worth the energy to express it and began to lead Adrian toward the steps.

“And the sex?” A horrible thought occurred to Adrian as his inner voice chided him for being reckless once again.

“Oh, God. Do you do this often? Bring someone back and have sex where everyone can see?” An obscene slideshow filtered through his mind as he glanced from the loungers arrayed around the pool to the outdoor shower to…

“Poussin.” Ren stopped at the bottom of the steps and faced Adrian.

He cupped Adrian’s chin in his hand and waited for Adrian to meet his gaze.

“I know it is not a surprise to you that I am not a virgin, and I will not lie to you. I have spent many days aboard this yacht since I was a teenager, sometimes with friends, sometimes with lovers. There are only a few places on board where I have not been intimate. But right now, there is only you. And what I do with you is only with you.” Ren’s eyes moved as if he were scanning Adrian’s expression, searching for something.

“I think it is far more important that you want to be here with me, non?”

Adrian’s heart pounded in his chest as he stared into Ren’s dark eyes and saw only honesty and genuineness in them. When he nodded, Ren leaned down and kissed him.

“Bien, because I want you here with me as well.” He leaned closer. “I think maybe you like the idea of being on display, non?” he whispered in Adrian’s ear.

The blush that flamed to life on Adrian’s cheeks nearly scorched him with its intensity, and he ducked his head, surprised at his own modesty. As he glanced down, Adrian saw Ren’s cock, the head bobbing just below the surface of the water.

“It seems you like the idea, too,” Adrian said as he reached out and took Ren’s erection in his hand. “Doesn’t seem fair not to return the favor.”