“I do a lot more than that.” Liam leaned forward and rested his forearms on the table. His faint, yet spicy aftershave wafted across the space between them. “So, what is it you do, Seth?”
“I work in security now, but I plan to go back into martial arts. Teaching.”
“What’s your specialty?”
“Brazilian jiu-jitsu.”
“You compete?”
Seth shrugged. “Not anymore, but I did throughout high school and college.”
“And just how long ago was that?” Liam chuckled. He drew a line through the condensation his beer had left on the table.
“Been trying to guess my age?” Seth winked. “It’s been over ten years since I was in high school.”
“It’s been a lot longer than that for me.” Liam looked down at his big hands. “You’re young.”
“That bother you?”
Liam studied him for a long moment. “Not for what I’m after.”
Good. They were after the same thing. A comfortable silence stretched between them for a few moments. The way Liam stared at him had Seth’s gut clenching with need. “I noticed a slight accent.”
“I didn’t move to the United States until I was a teenager. Haven’t been able to lose the old accent completely.”
“That explains it.” He reached out and touched Liam’s arm. “It’s sexy. I bet that accent gets you laid as much as that big, gorgeous body of yours.”
“You like this body?” Liam narrowed his intense green eyes.
“I just may have a thing for your type.”
“Is that so?” Liam leaned back in the booth, his shoulders taking up most of the space, his shirt stretching across his massive chest. “You want to get out of here?”
“Go somewhere more private?”
Liam slowly nodded.
“Hell, yeah.”
“I’m only looking for one night,” Liam added, lifting his brows.
“Then we’re on the same page.” Seth slid from the booth and held out his hand. “Your place or mine?”
“I’m staying in the hotel just down the street for the weekend, so mine.”Liam couldn’t believe his luck.
Seth was stunning. Just mind-blowing. The kind of “get on your knees and suck him off in the middle of the bar” hot.
Not that Liam would do it. But he’d thought about it. And a whole lot of other dirty, wonderful things.
That was all after he got over his hang-up on their obvious age difference.
But this was just for one night. He’d never again get involved with someone so much younger than him. Learned a damn hard lesson there. Once bitten and all that.…
Tonight, he was going to let himself get lost in this man. He was going to wallow in that sexy body, because damn, was it something else. Wiry muscles lined his shorter frame, and he had a perfectly round ass that begged for a squeeze.
Guilt-free sex was on the table, and Liam planned to feast all night if the man would let him.
Stepping into the hotel room, Seth turned and slowly started unbuttoning his shirt. His chest was ripped with muscle, with hints of tattoos peeking out under the cloth.
“I’ve got a need to be held down,” Seth said, his voice low and husky. “Fucked well. You up for that?”
“Oh, yeah.” Liam liked all kinds of sex. And now that he was free of his ex, he’d be able to enjoy the variety again.
Seth slipped off his shirt, his strong body covered in intriguing tattoos. He had a smooth chest and a ripped abdomen with sexy-as-fuck hip muscles. Liam wanted to put his mouth there.
Liam was built big and had to work out like a fiend to keep the weight off, and he’d never have those kinds of lean muscles. His stomach wasn’t even all that flat, and getting it flat took starvation, so he’d learned to live with his form. He wasn’t ashamed of it—hell, he was a forty-eight-year-old man and in the best shape of his life. He had nothing to be ashamed of.
Tugging his T-shirt over his head, Liam basked in the way Seth’s eyes lit up.
They finished undressing and Seth came up to him, bare skin brushing lightly along bare skin in a tantalizing tease. “You like to kiss? Because I do.”
“Oh, hell yeah,” Liam drawled as he tugged Seth to him. He hissed when their bodies met, his own furred chest feeling fantastic against that smooth, warm skin. He lowered his mouth, the height difference something he was used to. Seth came up to meet Liam and kissed him.
Liam parted his lips and twined his tongue with Seth’s. Oh, he tasted good, and Liam reveled in the strength in the man’s grip on his arms. Seth could easily hold him down if he wanted. Just the thought sent more blood racing to his dick.
He hauled Seth as close as possible, running his hands along the lean muscles of his back to his ass. The gorgeous thing was worthy of its own bouquet of roses. He patted it and felt a bit of bounce that made him groan.