Time ticked by so slowly, the tension in the air thick like the honey color of his eyes. He rubbed himself on my crotch.

"Stop squirming," I commanded as I rolled back on the seat and titled my neck to look up at his beautiful features. The moonlight shone on the balcony making him look like an angel.

"I can't help it, Wade,” Vaughn breathed softly, shifting his weight when I grabbed his waist to stop his movement. I wanted to take this slow, but he was being a ...