Chapter 4Treading water, Zander waited for Foss to catch him up, deliberately letting him climb aboard first, relishing the view as he followed Foss up the ladder. On deck he pulled Foss into a hard kiss, thrusting his tongue into the redhead’s mouth, tasting beer and the sweet, unique flavor of Foss himself.
“I want you.” Zander murmured the words against Foss’s lips as he eased back.
“Yes. Hurry.” Foss grabbed Zander’s hand and led him back down below deck and into the bedroom.
With no clothes to remove they tumbled onto the bed, kissing, caressing, and stroking freely. Shuffling until he was on top of Foss, Zander sucked and nipped Foss’s n*****s, tugging gently at the be-ringed nub, Zander relished the way Foss moaned and writhed beneath him. The fantasy had been one thing, but the
