Julian Sterling decided to play the ostrich and bury his head in the blanket; he certainly couldn't admit he thought Ethan Caldwell was about to pin him down and have his way with him again. If he voiced that aloud, where would his dignity be?
Ethan knew the younger man was shy, so he didn't press the issue, though his hands never ceased their teasing of Julian. The man wrapped his arms around to the front, leisurely undoing the buttons one by one. The white shirt was tossed aside, leaving Julian's entire body exposed. He lay there, soft and pliable on the bed, his skin flushed a lovely shade of red.
Ethan swallowed hard.
However, when his gaze fell upon that pitiful little entrance, which was currently opening and closing slightly, he paused. Although it looked incredibly seductive, the area was still slightly swollen. It had been a day, yet the swelling hadn't subsided; he feared they truly wouldn't be able to engage in intercourse for the coming week.
