Chapter 7
That one muttered syllable meant everything to Seth. It spoke volumes, giving him the permission he needed to forge ahead while confirming his suspicions. Standing there with a surprised, vulnerable Derrick, he also discovered how utterly delicious it was to have the upper hand, to be the one leading the dance. The dominant.
“You’ve wanted this a very long time, haven’t you?”
Derrick opened his mouth to reply. Seth was quick, pressing a finger to those lips.
“Show me.”
Curiosity piqued him, wondering what Derrick would do with the simple, open ended command. Indecision flashed in Derrick’s faded green eyes. It didn’t last. Derrick reached for his shirt, tugging it up over Seth’s head and freeing him from it. The cool air of the apartment brushed against his skin. He wanted t
