“She’s not here?”
“Nope. Exodus End’s manager took her shopping or something.” Trey glanced at the clock and his eyes widened. “Shit, I’ve been asleep for hours. I figured she’d be home by now.”
“Are you going somewhere?” Ethan asked and plopped down on the sofa. He extended his long, muscular legs and propped his feet on the coffee table, blocking Trey’s quickest escape route to the front door.
“I figured I’d better get out of your hair.”
“Reagan will think I chased you off. I don’t really need her to start harping on me the second she sees me.”
“You could tell her I was gone when you got here.”
“Sit,” Ethan said.
Trey sat.
“How’d she do? Be honest. She always sounded so enthusiastic on the phone, but sometimes she acts that way to cover up her problems.”
Trey tilted his head at Ethan. “She has problems?”
“Doesn’t everyone?”
“I don’t think she was covering up anything. We had a great time. She’s amazing. Going to take the world by storm.” Trey was just glad he got to be a part of it.
“Does she know about you?”
Trey’s smile faltered. “Know what?”
Ethan moved so fast Trey didn’t see him coming. He found himself trapped in the corner of the couch with Ethan’s hard body against his side and his arm in front of his chest. “You know what I’m talking about. Don’t play dumb.” Ethan’s breath stirred the fine hairs just behind Trey’s left ear. He shuddered with longing. “Do you have any idea how often I think about you? What I want to do to you?”
Trey was pretty sure he could guess exactly what Ethan wanted to do to him. And Trey was positive that he’d like it. He pressed a hand against Ethan’s rock hard chest and pretended his heart was thudding because Ethan had startled him, not because Ethan offered him exactly what he wanted. He didn’t need a man to be fulfilled. Reagan gave him everything he needed.
At least that’s what he wanted to believe.
“Back off, Ethan,” Trey said.
“Why, Trey? Does it make you uncomfortable when I get in your personal space?”
Trey met Ethan’s dark eyes. “Yes,” he said. It wasn’t a lie. His suddenly constrictive fly was very uncomfortable.
“Are you as hard for me as I am for you?”
“I said back off.”
Ethan shifted away, but his hand went straight for the evidence. Trey gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to think of something to subdue his desire, but all he could think of was being drilled by the hard, hot male beside him.
“It’s okay to want me,” Ethan said. “I want you too.”
Trey grabbed Ethan’s hand and shifted it from his crotch to his thigh. “I won’t deny wanting you. That doesn’t mean I have to act on it.”
Trey extricated himself from the couch and hurried to the bathroom, closing the door behind him and leaning back against its solid surface. That fucking jerk. What was his game? Trey rearranged his hard and throbbing cock. He hadn’t been this turned on in days. This was not a good sign. He hoped Reagan hurried home. She’d help him get his mind back where it belonged. On her.
Trey washed his face and cupped his hand to take a sip of water from the faucet. He caught his reflection in the mirror and gave himself a stern look.
“You’re not going to fuck up this thing with Reagan,” he said to his reflection. “So he’s hot. So what? You don’t need a man in your life.” He almost believed that. He absolutely believed that he didn’t want to hurt Reagan. He didn’t know if what they had together was permanent, but it was the most real relationship he’d ever had. Even his one-sided love of Brian had never been tangible. Not something he could hold on to. He wasn’t ready to let her go. Sex with Ethan wasn’t worth it. And he knew how she felt about her boyfriend having sex with men. She was very clear that she wasn’t accepting of that kind of behavior.
Feeling marginally recovered, Trey exited the bathroom and ran directly into a hard body. Trey backed into the doorsill to give himself an inch of breathing room, but Ethan closed the gap between them.
“What are you playing at?” Ethan asked, his obsidian gaze sending a thrill of excitement down Trey’s spine.
“I’m not playing at anything.”
“Why are you hiding what you are from her?”
“I’m not hiding anything.”
“Denial gets you nowhere with me. I know how much you want me. I see it in your eyes. I held it in my hand.”
“Maybe.”
The heat coming off Ethan’s hard body was feral in nature. Raw energy pulsated from every pore. There was an animal just beneath Ethan’s skin and Trey very much wanted to push him to see it unleashed. He couldn’t, though. He knew if he did there would be no turning back. This thing with Reagan was beautiful, tender, and loving. This thing with Ethan was hot, wild, and pure lust, but there was nothing of substance there. Fooling around with Ethan would be like all of Trey’s other sexual encounters. Wham, bam, thank you, um, sir.
“No maybe,” Ethan said.
Strong fingers slid into the hair at Trey’s nape and tugged his head back. Ethan shifted and pressed the hard length of his cock against Trey’s, which responded by leaping with excitement. “No maybe,” he repeated, staring into Trey’s eyes with undisguised hunger. He leaned closer, his mouth a hair’s breadth from Trey’s. “You want to be fucked as much as I want to fuck you.”
“Maybe,” Trey said. He couldn’t deny it. Not with his cock straining against Ethan’s. Not with his stance submissive. Not with his breaths coming in excited gasps and his heart thundering in his chest. Two weeks ago he would have shoved Ethan into the bathroom and fought him for sexual dominance, but things had changed. There were things more important to him than mindless fucking. “Unlike you, I put Reagan’s feelings first.”
Ethan’s eyes narrowed. “What does that mean?”
“She told me why you two split. She caught you cheating on her. I won’t do that to her.”
“Yes you will, because you and I are alike. The soft, loving nature of a woman steals our hearts, but there is something about a hard body that gets our blood pumping. Fuck the consequences.”
Trey’s breath caught. “So you are bisexual. Reagan is convinced that you’re…”
“Gay? That’s Reagan’s way of protecting her feelings. She doesn’t want to think I still love her. She wants to think I’ve discovered my true nature as a gay man. She can live with that. Her realizing she’s not enough for me sexually was too hard on her ego. And it will be the same when she finds out about you.”
“You still love her?”
“Of course I still love her. You know how wonderful she is. I’ve never met another woman like her before or since.”
“So you’re trying to seduce me to come between us.”
Ethan chuckled and he touched the tip of his tongue to Trey’s upper lip. Trey wasn’t quick enough to stop his excited inrush of breath. He was so turned on by this little game of domination that he was already seeping precum. He could feel the slick moisture against his thigh.
“I’m trying to seduce you because looking at you makes my dick hard. I don’t have any trouble getting rid of Reagan’s boyfriends and I don’t do it by trying to fuck them. Honestly,” Ethan murmured, the timber of his voice going low, “not many men turn me on, but the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to have you.”
Ethan tugged Trey’s head back and kissed him. Ethan’s lips were strong. They demanded surrender. For a brief instant Trey was so caught up in the moment that he didn’t fight, he just felt. It felt good to let go. To let someone take control. But he didn’t want this. Sure, now he wanted this, but in ten minutes he’d be overcome with guilt and regret. Not worth it.