Luca’s face burned, and it had nothing to do with the hot shower.
Nox still stared.
Goddamn it, could he possibly make Luca feel any more like a twelve-year-old caught jacking off?
And why the hell was Luca ashamed? He squared his shoulders. “That’s mine.”
Nox pressed his lips together.
“Did you hear me?”
Silence.
“I’d like it back, please.” Luca held out his other hand.
“No.”
“What do you mean—”
Nox shut the door.
Water bounced off Luca’s side, splashing onto the edge of the tub and threatening to form a puddle on the floor.
Luca turned off the water and grabbed a towel. He wrapped it around his waist and walked into the room. Nox stood between the narrow space beside the bed and dinky table, holding the bottle of lubricant in his hand.
Luca crossed his arms over his chest. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Nox closed in so fast, Luca stumbled back. Heat radiated from Nox’s body. Tension danced in his muscles. The gray of his eyes blackened.
Cool plastic tapped Luca on the middle of his chest.
Nox held out the bottle. “Show me.”
“Show you wha—” Luca snapped his mouth shut.
Nox took one of Luca’s hands and closed his fingers around the bottle. “Show me, Luca. Show me what you were doing in there.”
“I—”
Closer, Nox exhaled against Luca’s ear. “Get on the bed and show me.” The command rolled out on a growl.
For a moment, Luca couldn’t recognize a single piece of furniture in the room. His thoughts stuttered, and he shuffled back until the edge of the mattress pressed against his calves. He froze again, caught in Nox’s fierce gaze.
Nox hooked a finger in the edge of the towel. One tug and it fluttered to the floor. Luca’s cock already strained upward with a swollen tip.
A feather-light swipe of a finger across the head lit up his nerves. Nox put his thumb between his lips, sucking away the droplets.
Luca struggled to breathe.
Nox put that same thumb to Luca’s mouth and smeared saliva across his bottom lip. Luca caught the tip with his teeth, intending to suck the entire thing into his mouth, but the surrounding space weighed too much, and his courage died.
Instead, he did as Nox said and scooted back onto the bed.
Nox’s thick cock pressed against the front of his jeans all the way to the valley of his thigh. Luca’s shoulders met the headboard. Now what? He tried to swallow, but his throat wouldn’t work. Nox bared his teeth.
Show him. Nox wanted Luca to show him what he’d done in the shower.
Luca remained deer-in-headlights, opening the cap on the bottle and pouring lubricant into his hand. Droplets hit his belly to drip down his sides. He set the bottle on the pillow beside him.