Dawson

Chapter 16


On catching him.

Only a few extra toes and we’d be homeward certain. I used to be beside him inside seconds, specializing in my breath…

Nolan by no means checked out me. As an alternative, he stored his eyes skilled on his goal, our end line.

Protecting together with his tempo, I knew it wouldn’t be lengthy till I hit that end, till I claimed my prize.

But, I used to be greater than stunned when Nolan pulled out a depraved dash, taking off like a bat out of hell for the end line, leaving me in his mud.

Actually, as a result of his sneakers kicked up a cloud of dust on the path as he all however leaped to the end line. When he obtained there, he hunched over rapidly, his arms on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

He fucking beat me!

I needed to snap, make some douchey remark, in any case I’d all the time been a aggressive man, however one thing in regards to the actuality of the second left me feeling not solely stunned, however proud.

As a result of he fucking beat me.

I huffed out a breath as I snatched my water bottle once more for a drink, the one sound between us Nolan’s labored respiration. He stood upright, face all flushed as he eliminated his shirt, utilizing it to wipe the sweat from his face.

My gaze roved over his type, my cock stiffening on the sight of his abs.

Nolan has fucking abs?

Who would have thought?

His pale pores and skin caught the daylight streaming by means of the bushes, the sweat on his very scrumptious, very pronounced Adonis belt that dipped into his shorts like a glowing signal.

The sudden picture of me working my tongue alongside these groves, tasting the salt of his sweat, pushed to the forefront of my thoughts, and I mindlessly adjusted myself as I watched him wipe the sweat from his forehand.

I supplied him my water bottle.

“You look a bit of thirsty, there Nolan,” I stated, a lot darker than I’d supposed.

Nolan regarded again at me with fiery amber eyes, licking his pouty lips in thirst.

Fuuuuck.

Why is that so sizzling proper now?

Nolan shuffled his weight as he shook his head. “I’m good, thanks.”

“I promise I don’t have cooties. Clear as a whistle in all ways in which depend,” I stated with a wink.

What the fuck?

The place did that come from?

“Critically,” I stated, protecting up my creepy ass remark as I took a step nearer.

Nolan checked out my water bottle prefer it was a snake about to chunk him. He took a deep breath, earlier than grabbing it from me, his eyes by no means leaving mine.

“That makes two of us.” He grunted as he took a protracted pull, and I half fearful he’d drain the entire thing, however I didn’t thoughts as I watched him guzzle my water down his throat, little streams pouring out the perimeters of his fairly little mouth.

Don’t assume attractive ideas.

Don’t assume…

I hadn’t had a race like that in a very long time, and one thing in regards to the sweat, the daylight… a shirtless Nolan and his cocky perspective… had me feeling off my recreation.

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