Unfortunately the thing had a mind of its own and refused to go down. The steamy mist swirled around him and the heat of the water penetrated his skin. Trying for a moment of meditation, Kreed took a deep breath, inhaling warm vapors into his lungs, then slowly exhaled. The cleansing breath actually helped to take some of the edge off his fucking frayed emotions.
With monumental effort, he tried not to think about Aaron. Kreed turned, putting his back under the hot spray, letting the water pound against his shoulders as he grabbed the body scrub and poured the soap into his hand. The hard force of the water on his muscles made him do exactly what he hadn’t wanted to, think about Aaron and last night. Damn it! He continued to ignore his cock. Mind over matter, he repeated in his head. He should just turn on the cold water, but he seriously doubted it would help much. Kreed lathered himself, scrubbing his upper body and back the best he could, then washed his balls and between his legs.
His hand slid over his stomach and brushed down along his dick. Kreed closed his eyes and let his mind drift to the man sleeping in the bed just on the other side of the door. He shouldn’t, because just thinking about the kid made his balls ache for release.
Damn it! Just give in and get it over with, Sinacola. You’re gonna be worthless otherwise.
Apparently that was all the encouragement he needed. Kreed closed his palm around his aching cock and began to stroke. Images of Aaron instantly filled his head; he couldn’t get away from him. Last night when Aaron’s strong fingers massaged his shoulders, it had taken every bit of self-control he had not to carry the guy to the bed, roll Aaron underneath him, and make passionate love to him. He wanted to drive Aaron insane with pleasure, make him scream his name as he pounded into that tight ass, show Aaron exactly how much he appreciated the care he’d shown.
Kreed stroked faster. He leaned back against the shower wall, biting his lip, being as quiet as possible. He screwed his eyes shut tighter, seeing Aaron’s gray eyes staring into him, as Kreed fucked his soapy palm. Thoughts of Aaron filled his mind, his delicious scent, his contagious laugh, the way his lips lifted and lit up his whole face when he smiled, the sinful way Aaron’s long lean body moved against his when they made love. Fuck, he wanted Aaron Stuart more than he wanted anything in his life.
“I can help with that.” Kreed’s eyes popped open at the husky sound of Aaron’s voice echoing over the water. His hand all but stopped the workout he was giving his cock. His mouth gaped open as a completely naked Aaron stepped boldly into the shower with him.
“Aaron?” Kreed’s tongue was heavy and thick in his mouth.
“The one and only, at your service,” Aaron drawled the same words Kreed had used when they’d met. His blue-gray eyes danced with mirth as he stepped closer. Droplets of water gathered on Aaron’s skin, rolling down the brightly colored tattoo draped across his shoulder and chest. Kreed’s heart pumped double time as Aaron wrapped his fingers around his own cock and worked it while staring at Kreed with that double-dog-dare-you grin. Shit! “Looks like I’m just in time. Seems like you could use a hand. And just so happens I have a free one at the moment.” Aaron stalked closer. “I’m really very good at double tasking, Deputy Marshal.”
“Ah, fuck,” Kreed cursed. His mental walls were falling fast. No, screw that. They were being blown the hell away.
“Only if you ask nicely.” Aaron winked at him. The fucker actually winked. Here he was trying to do the right thing because he and Aaron were partners now. Well, temporary partners, but still. He had rules. His dick jerked, ready to argue that point, and he gripped the base tighter. Aaron’s eyes dropped to his cock and the kid licked his lips.
“Fuck my stupid rules,” Kreed growled and hauled Aaron against him. Their lips met, wet and open. Kreed took Aaron’s mouth with his, hard and bruising. They both groaned, needy and hungry. Aaron pressed against his body, and his long fingers slid into Kreed’s hair, rubbing against his scalp as the kid kissed him back.
He palmed Aaron’s ass and dug his fingers into the firm, muscular flesh, rocking their erections together. Kreed broke from the kiss.
“You penetrate my defenses. What is it about you? ” Kreed muttered against the side of Aaron’s mouth.
“Don’t know, but I like getting my way.” Aaron nipped his lip then grabbed both of their erections in his hand and started to jack them. Kreed moaned and took Aaron’s face between his palms and kissed him. The friction that Aaron’s slick hand created on his dick had his hips bucking.
“Want you under me.”
“Then we both want the same thing,” Aaron continued to stroke them. And damn it felt so good that Kreed almost didn’t have the strength to pull Aaron’s hand away. He clutched Aaron’s face in his palms, his church boy’s beautiful face, and kissed him.
He was so fucking going to hell for this, but he couldn’t fight it any longer. Kreed had had every intention of sticking to his rules, adhering to his plan, but that had been blown to smithereens. Deep, growing feelings for Aaron made it impossible to resist him. Kreed pulled back from the kiss.
“Hold that thought.” He turned off the shower and reached for the towel on the counter, wrapping it around Aaron to quickly dry him, then hurriedly used it to dry himself.
Aaron followed him into the bedroom then lay back on the bed. Kreed grabbed the supplies out of the nightstand and tossed them within easy reach. His dick jerked and his balls grew heavier between his legs as Aaron spread his thighs and began stroking himself.
“You’re incorrigible.”
“And you’re taking too long. I want you in me now,” Aaron whined and cupped his balls.