Chapter 19

Nick lowered himself to a lounge chair, and as soon as he sat, Alec knew what he needed to do. He straddled Nick’s legs and sat on his lap, making sure that his crotch pressed against Nick’s. Alec shook out the blanket and draped it over his shoulders, effectively creating a shield between them and anybody with a pair of binoculars and a wandering eye. Lamps lined the deck, but the lights were low. So low that Nick’s half-lidded eyes might have just been a trick of the light. The hard bulge in his pants wasn’t a trick, though. Alec ground against him, simultaneously enjoying the pressure of his jeans against his own growing cock and hating the material that kept him from the heat of Nick’s body.

Alec bent his head and almost, almost, let their lips brush together before changing direction at the last second to find Nick’s ear. He teased the lobe before tracing the curve of Nick’s ear with his tongue and murmured, “This is much nicer than the garden.”