“When they heard I was dropping by the club, they wanted to join me. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” I reply, looking at him. “I like your friends.”
“And I like you,” he says.
I don’t have time to fully process his words before Paul and Vanessa join us.
“Hey there!” I greet them with a wave. “I’m not hugging you because, as you can see…” I gesture to myself. “I’m all wet.”
“Don’t worry!” Vanessa says with enthusiasm. “I love it here!”
I look around at the lights, the people, and the familiar, carefree atmosphere.
I love it here too.
“Why don’t you sit down? I’ll go change and be right back with you.”
I walk away towards the back while they take a seat at a table. I reach into my locker in search of a spare pair of shorts when his hands grab me by the hips. My whole body recognises them, as if it has only been touched by them for its entire existence.
“Couldn’t you wait?”
His mouth on my neck, his erection pressing against my buttocks.
“Are you kidding? I thought I wouldn’t make it to tonight.”
His hands move up my chest, then up to my neck. I turn my head to the side, Rowan captures my mouth in a powerful, demanding kiss that almost throws me off balance. I lean back against him, my back against his chest, his hand on my throat, his tongue creeping into my mouth, greedy and needy, my body melting in his hands.
“Wow.” I turn in his arms. “That’s a proper kiss, Mr Kennedy."
“Consider it an advance.”
I tilt my head, curious.
“I can't wait to have you in my arms again.”
A thrill of pure lust shakes me.
“Good job, Mr Kennedy. Tell me, now, how do I get these shorts off?”
Rowan looks down, then laughs.
“Get away from me, or I won’t be able to change.”
“Can I stay and watch?”
“If you don’t stop saying such things, I will be forced to cut them off.”
Rowan laughs again, then slowly walks away towards the door. “You’re hot as hell.”
“Get back to the others before they realise what is happening.”
“I’ll wait for you.”
“I will be with you as soon as…” I point to my still rather happy erection. “As soon as I can.”
* * *
“ARE YOU TELLING me that the uniforms and costumes are all your doing?” Vanessa asks.
