“Good. So good.” Garrick offered praise, both because he knew now that Rain liked that and because it came naturally, encouraging Rain, directing him. “Slow down now. Make it last.”
“Please.” Rain made a needy sound, somewhere between gasp and moan, and even though it was soft, it still made Garrick’s nerve endings sizzle with new awareness.
“Not yet.” Sternness came easier now, a desire to maximize Rain’s enjoyment boiling deep inside him.
“It’s too much.” Rain’s fast breathing said it was anything but, said he was enjoying this every bit as much as Garrick.
“You can do it,” Garrick encouraged, keeping his voice soft but steady. “Gonna feel so good for waiting.”
“Need it.” Begging seemed to come easy to Rain as his eyes fluttered shut, face tensing along with his shoulders and arms. The tension vibrating off him was as sexy as his stroking, which he kept speeding up, then slowing down, like he was trying hard to follow directions.
“I know. Show me.” Garrick scooted slightly closer, not close enough to touch, but wanting more of that delicious energy rolling off Rain.
“God. Now.” Head falling back, Rain’s whole body strained as he stroked with the fabric, dick peeking out of the silky folds.
“Not yet. Tell me how it feels.” Yeah, he was being pushy, but Rain’s voice all strung out like this was even better than the sight of him jerking off.
“Good. So good. Like I’m going to die from it, but also like I never want it to end. Like...it’s a blizzard of pleasure, and I’m trying to soak it all up, but it’s almost too much. So much.” Rain managed a lot more coherence than Garrick could have had the situation been reversed.
“Keep soaking it up. As much as you can. Draw it out.”
“Yeah.” Rain’s face squished up as he bit his lower lip. The thrum under Garrick’s skin was louder now, a deep buzzing, and he stroked his own stomach and thighs, letting the good feelings build in him too.
“That’s it.”
“Please. Please.” More of Rain’s hair tumbled loose, damp tendrils clinging to his face and neck as he panted.
“You’re doing so well. So hot. Hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Can’t. Hold. Back.” Rain sounded almost alarmed at the prospect, so much so that Garrick couldn’t help reaching out and touching one of Rain’s feet under the water, needing that contact.
“Go ahead. Come for me, baby,” he urged right as Rain shot all over his fist and the fabric, not shouting but breathing hard, whole body twitching.
“Oh my god.” Cleaning off his hand and stomach, Rain threw the underwear to the ground and flopped back against the deck, dreamy grin on his face. “Wowza. Did we really just do that?”
“Uh. Think so.” Damn. This was probably when he needed to be regretting things, but it was pretty hard to regret something so hot. And fun. So much fun. Giving Rain orders and praise might be his new favorite thing, watching how he responded.
“And now for your turn.” Rain slid smoothly back into the water, advancing on Garrick with a gleam in his eye that had Garrick both anticipating and dreading in equal measure.
Chapter Seven
“We should talk.” Garrick uttered Rain’s three least favorite words as he held up a hand, effectively making Rain sag back into the hot tub seat opposite him.
“We don’t have to talk,” Rain countered, not wanting to hear some big proclamation that they couldn’t do that again. “That can just be...a fun commercial break so to speak. No need to make a big deal out of it or you to go all guilt stricken over it.”
“I’m not. I like sex, and it’s not something I make a habit of feeling bad about as long as you feel good about what happened.”
“Me? I’m fantastic.” Rain made himself grin even as he still didn’t like Garrick’s serious face. “If you’re not feeling terribly guilty, then what would be so wrong with a little harmless making out next? Let me make you feel as good as you made me feel.”
“I don’t... Fuck, this is hard. Maybe you’re right. We don’t need to talk about it. That was hot as fuck. Thank you for letting me see that.” Garrick sounded oddly stiff and formal, thanking Rain for the single sexiest experience he’d had.
“Feels like I should be thanking you, what with your sexy-ass voice. I love it when you get all growly and commanding. And I’m totally down for letting you watch again sometime. Anytime you want.”
“Rain...” In all the different ways Garrick had for saying Rain’s name, this one was the most pained, like he wanted to say more and couldn’t. Fuck. Maybe they did need to talk.
“Maybe I should be the one feeling guilty. I kinda...came on strong. Did I steamroller you into something you’re...not ready for? Not like a guilt thing but something else?”