Chapter 5When the alarm sounded the next morning, the two men were still enfolded in each other’s arms. Jordan reached out and silenced the offending screech. Spenser stretched, then he pulled Jordan against him. “Wanna f**k?” he asked playfully.
Jordan pretended to be shocked. “My, my, what language.”
Spenser ducked his head, looking embarrassed.
“Hey, it’s okay,” Jordan said, rubbing Spenser’s shoulder. “It’s just I never heard you say stuff like that. I must be a bad influence on you.”
“No, you’re not…well, maybe a little bit.” Spenser smiled. “But…do you wanna?”
Jordan did want to f**k. He’d like nothing more than to make love to Spenser again. But he was due at the studio in about an hour for another shoot. After all the s*x he’d had the previous day, both at home and at the stud
