It was different, knowing he was a guy I was into, but it was more than I’d felt being with a woman. I didn’t get excited about seeing a chick I was with. I didn’t smile when I thought of them. I’d been with women for one thing, and that was to get my dick wet. Their company was okay, but Kylo’s was something more. So yeah, it might be strange me being with a guy, but even in this small amount of time, it meant something more to me than it ever had before.

That said, Kylo was worth it.

And I’d do anything I could to make sure this happened between us.

Christ, I wanted him so damn bad, but I was still going to take it slow—even though I’d asked him to take a shower with me. We could touch, taste, but I wouldn’t be inside him until I knew he was over being freaked out and wanted this with me. For real.

But all I could think was Kylo Lee was mine. Hell, the way he’d walked out all dressed but with sleepy eyes, had my blood rushing. I wanted to reach out, take him in my arms, and kiss the fuck out of him. It was hard not to. But soon, if he’d come to the bathroom, I would have the opportunity to do just that.

Turning on the water, I waited for the heat to kick in before adjusting it to the right temp. I removed my jeans and boxers, stepped in, and closed the glass door. I moved under the spray and let it run over my body while scrubbing my hands through my hair.

By the time I’d washed my hair and body, I was sure Kylo wasn’t going to join me. I had my head tilted back when I heard the glass door opening. Turning, I rubbed the water from my face and thinned my lips in a smile, so I didn’t fucking moan from seeing Kylo standing naked before me.

His body was only a little smaller than mine but damn fit. His skin was darker, his hair messy from removing his tee. His hands shook, his nerves getting the better of him, or it could be the fact I hadn’t taken my eyes off him.

I’d felt his dick before, but I’d never seen it. He was thick and at a good length when hard, and hell, he was definitely rocking an erection.

“Come here,” I ordered gruffly.

He swallowed, nodded, and no doubt talked to himself about something before he slowly stepped forward.

Reaching out, I took hold of his wrist and pulled him the rest of the way into me as I stepped back out of the spray of water so I could warm his back with it. I hissed out a breath, and Kylo made a noise when our dicks rubbed against each other. It hadn’t gone down since waking with him in my bed.

I ran one hand to the back of his neck, the other at the side. He looked at me and licked his lips. Yeah, he fucking wanted this. Wanted me. Wanted a taste.