It surprised me when Gabriel’s hands slid over my shoulders and down my back. When I tossed my shirt aside and turned to look at him, his hands traced my pecs, then skimmed my torso before circling my hips. He met my gaze as he said, “You’re so beautiful, Riley.”
My voice sounded rough when I told him, “No one’s ever called me that before.”
He traced my lower lip, then cupped my face between his palms and kissed me. My heart raced as he deepened the kiss. I tasted his mouth and felt the dampness in his freshly washed hair when I ran my fingers into it.
I was overcome—by desire and emotion and sensation, by all of that and all of him. My cock swelled as we tumbled onto the bed. His robe had fallen open, and I kissed his exposed shoulder, his chest, and his stomach before taking his cock between my lips. He drew a sharp breath as he sprawled out on the bed—as much as he could beside his big suitcase—and parted his legs.
I’d thought about that moment, the one where we transitioned from ‘just friends’ to lovers, so many times. I figured we’d probably have to ease into it, but then it just happened, driven by lust and longing and a mutual attraction that was intense and undeniable. I wrapped my hands around his hips as I sucked his cock, and it was so gratifying to feel him writhe beneath me and to hear the primal sounds that slipped from his lips.
My hard-on throbbed, aching for attention, but I kept my focus on pleasuring him. It paid off, because in just a few minutes he muttered, “I’m going to come, Riley.” A tremor rolled through his body as I sucked him harder and faster, and then he arched off the bed and cried out as he came.
Afterwards, I gathered him in my arms and he wrapped himself around me. As soon as he caught his breath, he slid his hand between my legs and grasped my cock. Then he started jerking me off, and I moaned softly as I draped my leg over his hip to give him better access.
It felt wonderful, and I was so desperate for release that I came in just a few minutes. Now it was my turn to gasp for breath and wait for my heartbeat to gradually return to normal. Meanwhile, he cleaned me up with some tissues and gathered me in his arms. I grinned and said, “So, that happened.”
“Yes it did,” he said with a smile. “You looked so damn sexy that I couldn’t help myself.”
“Really? You thought I looked sexy?”
“Why do you sound so surprised?”
“I just never thought of myself that way.”
He lightly caressed my cheek. “But you must hear it all the time from the men you date.”
“Actually, I don’t date.”
He asked, “Why not?”
“Because you were the only man I wanted, and I didn’t know where to find you.”
He totally thought I was kidding, and for now, I decided to just leave it at that. Gabriel grinned at me and kissed my forehead, and then he sat up and said, “We should get dressed. Our friends will probably want to leave soon.”
Once we were ready, I sent a text to Phoenix and helped Gabriel with his luggage. Then we joined everyone for brunch in the resort’s main building. Phoenix came over to us and said, “Hey, good timing. We need to leave in about twenty minutes, because Will has a meeting with his agent to talk about his next movie. It shouldn’t take long, and we’ll get on the road after that.”
The meal had been set up buffet-style, and we filled our plates and joined about a dozen people at a long table. The conversation was loud, animated, and punctuated with laughter. I mostly just paid attention to Gabriel, who seemed happy as he watched what was going on around him and ate his breakfast.
Sometime later, Will got up and told everyone, “We need to get going if we’re going to catch the next ferry, but Lorie and I will be back in three weeks. We love you guys, and we’ll miss you.”
As our little group prepared to leave, Beck grabbed me in a back-slapping hug and said, “You’re always welcome here, Riley, and you need to come back soon.” I promised I would. While that was happening, I noticed Tracy and Gabriel hugging each other while Tracy whispered something to him.
Beck pulled one of the resort’s trolleys into the circular drive. Then he and his husband, a tall, handsome Greek man named Leonidas, helped us load our luggage before we all climbed onboard. It was a gorgeous, sunny day, and Avalon looked postcard-perfect as Beck drove us through town. I was totally fine with the fact that I’d seen almost none of it during this visit, because how I’d spent my time instead was so much better.