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Jordan’s body bowed up to me, shoving his cock farther down my throat. I swallowed around his girth and vowed to suck his cock every time he offered it to me.

I pulled back to speak. “Okay, hot stuff, come for me. Give it to me.”

“Oh god!” Jordan gasped as he stiffened before he released into my mouth. I swallowed him down and licked him clean, happy he felt comfortable enough to open himself up to trust me.

Once he’d caught his breath, I sat next to him. “You okay? You didn’t hurt your hand, did you?”

Jordan laughed. “How can I be anything but okay, Thatcher? You just rocked my world.”

I laughed with him. “That was nothing. There are so many things we can do together. I’m looking forward to exploring what we both like. How about we soak in the big tub in my bathroom?”

I wasn’t really a bathtub guy. But if I could get Jordan in warm water with me and bubbles, I wouldn’t say no.

“Yeah. That sounds like fun. Can you pull my hair up?” He held his injured hand up and blinked his long dark lashes at me, the flirt.

“Sure. Do you have something to hold it?”

He scrambled out of the bed and walked out of the room, returning a moment later with a plastic bag with a bunch of hair bands inside, holding it out to me. “Which side of the bed do you want?” I asked.

“Which side do you prefer?” His abs were flat as he stood in front of me naked. I leaned forward and swirled my tongue into his belly button, which brought a cute giggle from him.

“I sleep in the middle, so it doesn’t matter to me. I’ll probably gravitate toward wherever you are anyway.”

He opened the bag and took out a black band before resealing the bag and tossing it on the nightstand. He turned his back to me and knelt in front of me, so I gathered his silky brown hair into my fist and had a few raunchy images drift through my mind of wrapping it around my wrist to hold him to me while I fucked him from behind.

I cleared the image from my mind as he held the band over his shoulder. “How do you want me to do this? I assume you don’t want me to tie it in a bowline knot, right?”

Another giggle. “I don’t even know what that is. I have enough trouble with knots without intentionally tying my hair into one. Just put the band on it, then twist the band to make another loop and feed the bottom up through it. Kind of like a figure eight.”

I did as he said before pulling it tighter so his hair was only halfway down his back. “I’ll have to watch some YouTube videos and learn how to do it right. I don’t know if what I did is what you want.” Some of his hair was coming loose because the band wasn’t tight enough.

“It’s fine for now. I just don’t want to get hair everywhere. With me living here, you might want to get some drain cleaner. I’ll remove the hair from the drain in the shower. Don’t worry about that.”

I stood from the bed and stepped around him to offer my hand when he leaned over and slurped my hard cock into his mouth. I’d been so excited to have him in my mouth, I’d ignored my own desires.

He used his tongue and the right amount of teeth to tease my length, staying on his knees in front of me. I put my hand on his throat, not restricting his airflow, but to feel his throat move as he sucked me. It didn’t take long before I emptied my balls down his throat and nearly collapsed next to him because my knees were weak.

“Fuuuck!” The idea of having him take me into his body anywhere was intense and a pleasure I hadn’t had in quite a while.

“So you liked it?”

“Liked it? Oh, I way more than liked it. Feel free to make me like it as often as you want. Come on.” I helped him up and followed him into the bathroom.

I turned on the tap and adjusted the temperature so we wouldn’t burn sensitive body parts before adding some shampoo to make bubbles. Then I climbed in, remaining on my feet to help Jordan over the side of the tub. He ripped the Velcro apart, placing the brace on the bathroom sink, before he put two bath towels on the closed commode lid.

“You want in the front or back?” I asked.

The large claw-foot tub had come with the house, and I’d never thought of it as anything other than a dust collector since I hadn’t used it in all the years after I bought the house.

When I sank down in the warm, sudsy water in front of Jordan, I realized the two things I’d been missing. I now understood why Riv and Kit had candles on a shelf beside their tub that I’d noticed when I used their restroom the night they hosted the party on the beach. I’d have to make a shopping trip very soon to raise the sexiness level in this room.

The other thing was having someone to share the tub with me. Jordan placed his left arm on the side of the tub and wrapped his right arm around my chest, playing with my right nipple while we relaxed.

“You’re quiet. What’s on your mind?” he asked.

“Honestly? I’m thinking about maybe getting some nicer towels, some candles, and a nice shelf to display them. I wouldn’t mind making this a regular activity.” I turned to my left and flicked my tongue out to lick his nipple, which was close by.

“Riv says when he and Kit get into an argument, they strip down and get into the tub. He says nobody can fight when you’re naked in a tub of warm water. I see what he means now.”