Chapter 37

Once in his own bed, sleep never came. All Jacob could think about was being in Luka’s arms, so after an hour of lying there, he gave up and headed for the shower. At least he could make pancakes or something for breakfast soon. And bacon. That would hit the spot.

As he stripped in the bathroom and tossed his clothes into the hamper, he couldn’t stop thinking about Luka. He was here in the shelter, yet still too far away. Jacob wanted him in his bed. Hell, he wanted him in his shower. Right then.

He turned on the water and waited for it to warm up, consumed by thoughts of Luka, and his body reacted. Soon, his cock throbbed with need. After stepping under the water spray, he grabbed the soap and began washing, but when he reached his pulsing cock and heavy balls, he slowed, stroking gently.