Chapter 133

But Dante has other plans. “You’re not done,” he says with a laugh and before Ryan can object, he raises one leg, easing a foot into the tub. “Move your legs, baby.”

Ryan obeys, spreading his legs apart until they’re out of the way along the sides of the tub. Carefully Dante steps into the space between his knees and turns, and Ryan can’t keep his hands from rubbing up his thighs, his waist, his back as he sinks down into the water. Lying back, Dante settles against him, his body a sweet press against Ryan’s crotch and chest, his hair ticklish on Ryan’s neck where he rests his head on his shoulder. “Hmm,” he sighs, closing his eyes. Ryan can feel his body relax against his. “The water’s still warm.”

Wrapping his arms around Dante’s shoulders, Ryan kisses his jaw and purrs, “It just got a hell of a lot warmer.”