got off the couch. He made sure to keep his hips forward when he turned and told Wood good night.
“Night.” Wood gave him a shallow nod, and Trent disappeared around the corner.
He damn near jogged down the hall and shouldered open his door to get inside his bedroom. He needed privacy. Now. Trent leaned against the nearest hard surface, unable to believe what the hell had just happened. Had he just had a date with a man? With Wood! Sure, they already lived together and it’d just been them eating dinner, then sitting in the living room for a while. But what they’d done had felt extremely intimate. And he was pretty sure they’d also made a date for Sunday. Was it possible to date someone he already lived with?
Trent yanked his shirt over his head and ran his hands down his stomach. His skin was on fire as he reached into his pants and gave his cock a couple of firm tugs to ease the immediate ache. He wasn’t about to make this quick—he wanted to draw it out because he hadn’t had jerk material this good in a long time. He’d really enjoyed himself tonight. The sound of Wood’s voice, the way he smelled, and the feel of his breath on his face, he’d craved it all. If only he felt more confident, he might’ve let Wood make his move. God only knew how horny the man was, but Trent wasn’t ready. He wasn’t prepared, or knowledgeable enough yet. Trent kicked his pants off until he was down to his boxer shorts, moaning at the relief as he kept up a leisurely pace on his cock. He used some of the stickiness that’d built up on his head to slick down his shaft and on his balls, imagining it was Wood’s mouth instead of his tight fist.
“Trent.” Wood knocked suddenly.
Trent scrambled away from the door as if a nun was about to come in and catch him masturbating. He yanked his robe off the foot of the bed and slung it over his shoulders, his hands trembling like he’d been committing a crime. Once he gathered himself, he shook his head at his ridiculousness and cracked the door open. Wood stood there looking sexy as hell with that gray hair and sly smile.
Trent sucked his teeth. “It was spaghetti, Wood, not prime rib. I’m not putting out that easily.”
Wood’s throaty laugh was nice to hear, and Trent opened the door farther and stood there leaning on the doorjamb with him. “That’s not why I knocked,” Wood said, yet he was looking Trent up and down, his shameless gaze lingering on Trent’s unsatisfied erection.
“Then why?”
Wood didn’t answer as he stared riveted at Trent’s chest that was visible through his open robe. “You really don’t have any art on you, Trent? None? Anywhere?”
“No.” Trent frowned. Wood was gaping at him as if he was some freak of nature. Why was that so hard to believe? “That’s what you came to ask me?”
Before he knew it, Wood reached both hands out and yanked his robe down to his hips and spun him around. He was pinned against the door with a heat like he’d never known pressing into him from behind.
“I’m sorry.” Wood breathed heavily against the base of his neck, as if he’d momentarily lost his mind. “Your skin…”
“Wood.” Trent rested the back of his head on Wood’s shoulder, suddenly feeling drunk while his roommate observed his upper body as if it was a masterpiece. He didn’t understand. He had nothing on him but a few scars and a couple of moles. Wood gasped and ran his palm down the center of Trent’s back.
“You’re so strong. Mmmm, look at these muscles right here,” Wood whispered as if he was talking to himself. “Damn, Trent, you’re beautiful. You’re a sexy, completely untouched canvas.”
Trent clutched onto the doorframe to keep from reaching for his cock. He could feel Wood’s excitement all over him, and it was driving him mad.
“You make me wanna grab a marker and put one of my signatures on you.”
Trent nodded, but he wasn’t sure what he was agreeing to.
“Yeah. I think you’d like that,” Wood purred.
Trent vibrated inside as beads of sweat formed on his forehead and chest. In all of his twenty-nine years, he’d never wanted a person’s touch so fiercely, and he’d definitely never felt so wanted. He pushed his ass into Wood’s pelvis, just to see what reaction he’d get from him, and couldn’t believe