“When will Portia and Novotny be home?”
I raised my wrist to check my watch. “Probably in three quarters of an hour.”
He groaned. “I’d been hoping we could do this again.”
“Tonight?”
“Count on it.”
“Lean your head this way.”
He didn’t ask why, just did so.
“Now kiss me.”
He did, and I rubbed my cock shamelessly against him, I’d climaxed too recently to get another erection, so I just enjoyed the feel of the hairs on his thigh as they dragged over my cockhead.
When we finally broke apart, I was out of breath. “We... we could al-always order takeout, I suppose.”
“There’s a little deli I found that’s about a mile from Aspen Reach. They have the best roast beef, and a local bakery supplies them with fresh bread and rolls every day. And they deliver.”
“Excellent idea.”
He eased his arm out from around my shoulders and reached for his cell phone on the night table. “And I just so happen to have their number logged in my phone.”