Lee
With a shock
Patrick remembered everything. He abruptly opened his eyes, panic freezing his
limbs in place. He was facing Lee’s back, his nose inches from the nape of
Lee’s neck, his hand lying almost casually on Lee’s arm. Both of them were naked.
He knew this because, one, he could feel his morning wood resting hotly against
the underside of Lee’s bum and, two, those sexy, tight buttocks were totally nude.
It wasn’t the
right thing to think about. His arousal throbbed eagerly and he forced himself
to slide backwards in the bed so there were a few more inches between them.
Even so, his hand was the last to pull away, caressing Lee’s taut skin for as
long as possible. The edge of the duvet lay across Lee’s torso, moving gently
with his breathing. Patrick could smell the soft musky warmth that comes from a
body in bed in the morning; the light aroma of Lee’s soap on his skin.
Patrick’s sensual memories flared into life. God, last night had been