“Then I’d have totell her you were tempting me and showing off those sexy legs.”
“You wouldn’t!”Carter’s voice came out high-pitched and squeaky.
Grant laughed.“You know I would.”
“You’re terrible!”Carter didn’t seem upset by that fact.
“You love it.”
He heard laughtercoming from the bathroom but no more comebacks. Grant hoped Carter was puttingon the erotic outfit, but he had a feeling Carter was talking himself out ofit. “There are still a lot of your things I haven’t had a chance to look atyet. You don’t want to leave me unsupervised too long.”
There was rustlingand more laughter. Carter might have thought he was kidding, but the drawer wascalling his name. It was begging him to come touch and find more lingerie forCarter to try on. Just as he was about to give in, he heard the bathroom door.
Opening it just acrack, Carter’s toes with their deep purple polish were visible, but that wasabout it. Grant stood up from where he’d been leaning against the dresser andtried to be patient. “As sexy as I’m sure your feet are, they aren’t the partthat I was interested in—unless that’s something else we need to talk about. Imight be up for kissing them, but I’m not sure about anything else. I dated a footguy—”
“I don’t thinkyou’re supposed to tell me about other guys you dated when I’m dressing up foryou. One of those dating rules, I think.” Carter had pushed open the door. Leaningagainst the frame, it gave him the illusion of curves, but there was no hidingthe outline of his cock as it pushed against the short-like bottoms.
He was still soft,so Grant knew he had to be nervous, but he looked beautiful. Grant gave a lowwhistle. “Damn, pretty, look at you.”
Carter blushed,but Grant could see he was doing his best to pretend he wasn’t nervous. “Thankyou.”
He glanced down,then back up at Grant. “It would be okay? It feels…” Carter couldn’t seem tofind the word, because his voice trailed off and he started to move restlessly.
“Probably veryexposed and nerve-racking, but God, you look…mouthwatering.”
Carter grinned.“Better than the cookies?”
“Better than adozen cookies.” Grant let his eyes eat up every glimpse of Carter he could see,but the stubborn man hadn’t moved from the doorway yet.
“Just a dozen?”Carter let one foot trail up the other leg, and it made his cock movedeliciously under the silky fabric.
“Two dozen. Allthe dozens.” Carter was worth everything. “Don’t just stand there teasing me,pretty. I think I’ve earned a little show.”
“You earned ashow, huh? What makes you think that?” Carter smirked, but straightened like hewas contemplating leaving the bathroom.
“I left yourdrawer alone, and I picked out an outfit that leaves you mostly covered. Yup, Iearned a show.” Grant watched as the top teased right at the beginning ofCarter’s cock just like he knew it would. With each little step, he waswatching Carter’s shirt kiss the head of his dick.
It was mesmerizing.
“You’ve got a veryinteresting definition of good behavior.” Carter didn’t seem to mind because hehad a wicked look on his face. Putting one foot in front of the other, hewalked closer to Grant, who finally had to lean against the dresser to keephimself from pushing Carter too far.
Had to keep hishands to himself, it was Carter’s show.
It was gettingharder and harder to remember.
Carter’s hipsswayed, making his cock swing, and it looked like he was getting harder. Not sonervous now that he’d seen Grant’s reaction? Grant hoped so. He wanted Carterto feel confident and beautiful, no matter how he was dressed.
“Damn. Every Domthere is going to be looking at you, pretty.”
Carter shook hishead like he didn’t quite believe it, but the little smile on his lips let Grantknow how much he liked the compliment. When he finally got within arm’s lengthof Grant, he stopped and did a slow turn.
The outfit lookedjust as good from the back as it did from the front. The top dipped down in theback showing creamy skin that Grant wanted to lick. The bottoms cupped his assbut left the lower part of his full cheeks peeking out temptingly.
Grant thought itprobably wasn’t the time to tell Carter how erotic he’d look with a pinkspanked ass spilling out of the shorts. Maybe another time. Carter hadn’tseemed opposed to the idea, so Grant might be able to fulfill his fantasy oneday.
One step at atime.
Giving up on beinggood, Grant pushed off the dresser and closed the gap between them. Pressinghis body tight against Carter’s, Grant knew his erection would be obvious. “Youlook amazing. You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
