Chapter 60

“I’m not here for drinks and conversation,” he clarified. “Take off your clothes.”

Chris flushed at the command but did as he asked. Stepping back, he lifted his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes. He paused mid-strip. “Money first,” he insisted.

Ian agreed, reaching for his wallet. Chris’s eyes were wide at the thick stack. “Good?” Ian questioned as Chris pocketed the cash with unconcealed glee.

“Yeah,” he replied as he scrambled for his belt buckle, pulling his jeans and underwear off boyish hips. He finished removing his T-shirt, revealing a toned but slender frame.

Ian reached around and grabbed a handful of his ample ass and squeezed.

“I meant what I said about using a condom,” Chris reiterated, stepping out of his reach.

“Don’t worry, I will,” Ian reassured him, allowing himself a moment to appreciate the view.