Chapter 3
Garrett found sleep elusive, even though he was tired. At last he got up and went into the shower, thinking maybe it would relax him enough go to sleep. A cold shower might be what he needed because his c**k was already half hard, just remembering the expression on Dan’s face as he came and the lilt of his Cajun-accented French, first the tender words he’d spoken to Mandy and then his muttered exclamations of ecstasy.
After a moment’s thought, he rejected the idea of cold, knowing it would wake him up even more. Finally, standing in the warm spray, he let his thoughts go where they would. He found himself stroking his aching erection, focusing on images of Dan as he did so. He’d never been affected as intensely and quickly as he had by his guest. The sudden burst of lust had ta
