Page 38 of Body Check
Dakota glanced around, suddenly self-conscious as he thought about the people near them. They were hardly the only couple who’d taken advantage of this quiet corner. No one was full-on fucking, but even in the dim light it was impossible to miss the handjobs and blowjobs going on.
Across the way, a guy shot him a heavy-lidded, come-hither glance, as another man knelt on the floor in front of him, and Dakota looked away, his gaze landing on Gavin again.
Gavin had tucked his own cock away and was re-fastening his trousers, shirt still off. His biceps bulged, his chest broad andfirm, and Dakota could attest to exactly how damn good all of him felt.
But with the pleasure of their mutual orgasms fading, Dakota was left feeling a little uneasy and unsure of how to play this. They worked together, for fuck’s sake. What had he been thinking?
But when Gavin glanced up, smiling and looking relaxed, he hooked his finger into Dakota’s belt-loop and tugged him in.
Dakota could have resisted, could have pushed him away, but he let himself be reeled in.
Gavin was hardly old at the age of forty-one but his hair was turning salt and pepper already, and the hair on his chest was quite silver.
And damn did that do something to Dakota.
He slid a hand between their bodies, his palm skating across Gavin’s chiseled abs, then up to caress his hard pecs, the silvery hair soft under Dakota’s palm.
Dakota could be as dismissive as he wanted about Gavin’s vanity muscles but he’d be lying if there wasn’t some deep, primal side of him that liked them anyway. That had made his mouth go dry at the look and feel of them.
Had made him feel reckless and devil-may-care.
The earlier banter, watching Gavin strip off his shirt on the dance floor, watching him dance … it had primed Dakota for this.
And although a part of him was uneasy and uncertain about what happened next, the remainder thrilled at what they’d done.
Because it had been scorching hot, chemistry crackling between them before exploding into a supernova of energy and desire.
Dakota briefly wondered what Gavin would say, but he didn’t say anything, merely dipped his head and kissed him, his tongue lazily exploring Dakota’s mouth, like he had all the time in the world.
Although tempted to indulge, Dakota was uneasy about lingering. The longer they waited here, the more likely it was someone they knew would pass by and see them.
Reluctantly, he drew away. “We should probably get back. Everyone will wonder where we are.”
They might have already figured out what they’d done.
“Yeah, okay.” Gavin squeezed his hip. “I’m going to run to the bathroom. Make sure my clothes aren’t covered in cum.”
He held up his hand, waggling his fingers, and Dakota’s skin heated at the reminder of what they’d done.
“I’ll be on the dance floor,” Dakota said, and walked away before he could change his mind.
The group was right where Dakota had left them, still dancing. Everyone looked flushed and happy, sweating from the heat of exertion and the mass of moving bodies.
Leah and Danny were tangled up together—okay,thatwas interesting, Dakota was going to have to talk to her about that some time—as were Connor and Jesse. Everyone else was vibing in a little circle, happy to dance.
Dakota slipped into the group next to Tanner, who shot him a bright smile, but no one else seemed to be paying any attention.
Maybe they’d assumed there was a long line for the bathroom, or at the bar.
Dakota forced himself to relax, moving in time with the music again, but he tensed when Gavin appeared a while later, clutching bottles in both hands.
“Anyone want water? I braved the line at the bar to grab us some.”
Cheers went up as Gavin handed them out.
He was still shirtless, but otherwise appeared perfectly pulled together, and the only indication that anything had happened was the heated look in his eyes as their fingers brushed when he handed a bottle to Dakota.
Feeling more confident they’d gotten away with it, Dakota downed some of the water. He laughed when Kady and Jesse both chugged then drizzled the remnants over their heads, nearly in unison.
