Chapter 43

He didn’t bother knocking on the door when he reached Shane’s apartment. He just drifted through the door. “Shane? Are you decent?”

The sound of the shower filled the small, but obsessively neat, apartment. For a moment, he considered actually knocking on this closed door, but the prospect of spying Shane in a moment of glistening, steamy nudity was too tempting to resist.

His body outline behind the transparent curtain was slightly bowed. Shane braced one hand against the wall, his other moving over his flat stomach with a soapy sponge. It drew Lucky’s gaze straight to the long cock, dangling between his legs. Shane wasn’t hard, but the way water dripped from the tip teased Lucky into imagining what it would look like when it was. Definitely a cock to ride, and he leaned against the counter in order to get a better view.

“When we’re all living together, I’m making knocking on doors a house rule,” Shane said without looking up.