Bending lower, I opened the bottom drawer and stilled.

Holy motherfucking shit. I’d hit the jackpot.

There were condoms, lube, and a goddamn dildo.

What the fuck.

Did he use it on himself? Did he like ass play? I snorted at myself. Of course he liked it; he was into women and guys.

Reaching in, I picked it up from the end I knew hadn’t been in his ass. Though, no doubt Kylo would clean his stuff down. His room was tidy, after all. The dildo was long, about the size of an average dick, and it weighed a bit.

As the door opened, I straightened and turned, holding up the dildo. Kylo stopped in the doorway, wearing only boxers. His smaller, but built, frame looked good. His face had heated like I’d never seen before, all the way down his neck and the top of his chest. Kylo opened his mouth and snapped, “What the fuck are you doin’?”

“You use this?” I asked.

“Put it the fuck back,” he demanded and stormed up to me, grabbing it out of my hand.

“How do you use it?” I asked.

He paused, glared at me, and then threw the dildo back in the drawer before kicking it closed. He turned and walked away. He spun back, threw an arm out, opened his mouth, and snapped it closed to grind his teeth together. I smirked, and he narrowed his eyes again.

Kylo blew out a breath and growled his question. “Why were you goin’ through my things?”

“Come on. You didn’t expect me not to, right?”

“Yes, I did.”

I shrugged.

His nostrils flared. “Take your pants off and sit on the damn bed.”

My cock jerked. I quirked a brow but went to work on my pants, the button first, then the zipper. I stopped there and took off my vest as I walked toward him, where he stood at the end of the bed. I put my vest over the side of the chaise lounge and removed my tee.

Kylo sucked in harshly. “What are you doin’?”

“If you can’t guess, I guess I’ll tell you. Takin’ off my clothes.”

“Why?” he whispered.

“Did you offer to suck my dick?”

He blinked. “Well, yes, but—”

“So I’m gettin’ ready.”

“You could have just undone your pants, and that’s it,” he stated.

I chuckled. He was uncomfortable seeing me naked. Good. I grinned and kicked off my boots, took off my socks, and pushed down my jeans along with my boxers, also kicking them off. I looked to Kylo, and as his gaze ran over me, he breathed heavily.

“Fuck,” he muttered.

Walking around him, I went to the other side of the bed and sat down, leaning my back against the wall. Kylo stared down at me like I’d lost my mind. Maybe I had, but this shit was fun.

“Do you want a drink? I need a drink. We should have a drink. Beer? Whiskey?” He shook his head but didn’t look away from my hard dick.