Take What You Want (4 page)

“
I
heard he might be a musician or has something to do with the music
industry,” Chase said. “That's all I know.”

Danni's eyebrows raised in
interest. “I bet it won't be nearly as bad as you're
thinking,” she said.

“
Maybe
not,” Chase said. “But, I won't like being without you
for such a long time. That much I know for sure.”

Danni crawled up onto the
bed and draped herself over Chase's muscled form. “You'll
survive just fine,” she said. “You may have to double up
on the internet porn though.”

Chase's lips lifted on one
side in a teasing grin, then he flipped her over onto her back and
came up over her. He was already hard and wanting. Resting his
weight on his arms, he began to grind his erection against the V
between her thighs.

“
Or,
you can call me every night from Colorado and talk dirty to me,”
he said, claiming her mouth in a heated kiss.

“
Hmmm,
I don't know,” Danni said. “The different time zones
might make that difficult.”

“
We
won't know unless we try,” Chase said.

The smile on Danni's face
made her eyes sparkle. “I like trying new things,” she
said. “How about you?”

Chase chuckled and pressed
his lips to hers. “Depends on what we're trying,” he
said. “Until I know the specifics, I can't give you an
answer.”

Danni rolled onto her side
against Chase. “Maybe when I get home we can invite Allison
and her new boyfriend over for dinner,” she said.

“
Allison
has a boyfriend?”

“
Yeah,
and he's totally hot, too,” Danni said. Her fingers inched
down and cupped Chase's bulge. “I bet you'd like getting naked
with him.” Danni felt his cock flex inside his jeans and
smiled. “I'm sensing you like that idea,” she said.

Chase pushed Danni's hand
away from his groin. “Come on, Danni. Don't do that.”

“
Do
what?”

“
Don't
make me regret sharing that with you,” he said. He started to
sit up on the bed, as if to leave. “I already told you, I have
no intention of acting on it, so let's not talk about it.”

-0-

Chase watched the long
moving truck backing into the driveway and the shiny, black Porsche
pulling up beside it to park.

“
Right
on time,” Chase mumbled to himself.

The cleaners had finished up
that morning and he'd made sure the lawns were mowed and the flower
beds tended to, as well. It all looked perfect. All he had left to
do was make sure this dude was able to let himself inside the house
and he could finish up his day with a shower and a cold beer.

Chase
saw the man slide from the front seat of the sport's car and stand up
beside it, closing the door. He was well over six feet tall with
shoulder length, dark blond hair with lighter streaks on top and a
well-manicured, deep brown goatee framing his mouth and chin. A
tight, vintage t-shirt stretched across his muscled chest and stomach
was tucked into a pair of low riding jeans that hugged his narrow
hips.

Chase
waved at him from the edge of the freshly trimmed hedges surrounding
the pool area. The man acknowledged Chase with a nod and approached
him. Broad shoulders, trim waist and a swagger that kept Chase
standing in place. Each step he took brought more of his subtle
details into focus for Chase. The skin visible below the short
sleeves of the shirt displayed tattoos running along the underside of
his forearms. One appeared to be a colorful dragon with a long tail
that curled around his arm and stopped by his wrist. The second was
a centaur reaching for what appeared to be a man. A delicate silver
hoop pierced one nostril and a small rod went through his left
eyebrow. His earlobes both had multiple earrings consisting of hoops
and studs. One stud was a diamond; the sun caught it and made it
sparkle. Black aviator sunglasses concealed his eyes. As rough as
he looked, his smile was killer perfect; his face warm and friendly.
Chase found himself wanting to see his eyes.

A moment later, the man
stood before him with his hand outstretched to shake and that amazing
smile curling his lips.

“
Benson
said I'd meet you here,” the man said. “You must be the
property manager.”

Chase
shook his hand, taking note of the smooth palm, the strength of the
long fingers and the calluses on each pad, as they clamped around his
hand.

“
Yes,
I'm Chase Middleton,” he said, the firm shake of their hands
making his breath catch.

“
Nice
to meet you, Chase. I'm Alex Metcalf,” he said. He removed
his sunglasses and revealed a pair of deep emerald eyes with light
brown flecks around the iris's.

Chase nodded and reached
into the front pocket of his jeans. He pulled out a set of keys to
the main house and handed them to Alex. “The gold key is for
the front door,” Chase said. “The silver key is for the
back door. All the instructions and security codes are listed in a
folder on the kitchen counter, but if you have any questions, I live
in the guest house at the far end of the property. I also wrote my
cell phone number inside the folder.”

“
The
keys are hot,” Alex said, gripping the key ring in his palm.

“
Excuse
me?” Chase asked. His eyes lifted to Alex's. He saw the
once-over glance Alex gave him, felt the heat that came with it, too,
and a knot formed in his stomach. Was this guy really checking him
out?

“
Your
pocket must be hot,” Alex said, dangling the keys on the tip of
his index finger.

Chase felt his face flush;
an uncomfortable smile slanted his mouth. “Let me know if you
have any questions,” he said, and took the pathway running
along the hedges toward the guest house.

Once
inside his cottage, Chase walked into the living room and stood
before the wide windows facing the main house. He watched Alex
directing the movers carrying musical instruments through the double
terrace doors that over looked the pool area. Chase focused on Alex,
studying his form as he moved around the pool in smooth strides that
displayed a muscled grace about him. Chase also noticed Alex was now
barefoot. He saw Alex crouch to feel for the water temperature, then
his hand retracted from the water and he stood upright. His head
scanned the perimeter of the pool area, the pool house with the
cabana and outside shower, and the tall hedges surrounding the stone
patio, then his eyes drifted toward the guest cottage and Chase
standing in the window.

“
Shit!”
Chase cursed, and quickly stepped away from the window. He seriously
doubted Alex could see him standing there watching him, but he
couldn't risk it either.

He
walked down the hall into the master bedroom and started stripping
off his clothing. He clutched a towel at his hip, then walked
outside around the back of the cottage to the outside shower. The
cottage had an inside bathtub and shower unit, but Chase and Danni
preferred using the outside amenities in the warmer months of the
year. There was something to be said for being naked outside beneath
a shower spigot. It could be downright arousing and, right now,
Chase was feeling it in a big way.

He stood beneath the water
spray, tipped his head back, and closed his eyes, letting the liquid
splatter against his skin and cascade down his chest and drip from
his growing cock. His thoughts went to Alex and the heated look he'd
offered him, wondered if it meant anything. Did he want it to mean
something?

With
his eyes still closed, his fingers circled his shaft and began
pumping slowly back and forth. Images of Danni flashed in his head,
splayed open on their bed, then the visuals changed to Alex; his
smile and the heat he felt behind it. He extended his arm and
pressed his hand to the wooden wall of the shower stall for support
and spread his fingers. His other fist tightened on his cock and
stroked faster over the engorged flesh. He came with a loud sigh,
aiming his cock toward the stone tiles at his feet for the come to be
washed away. It was a quick release, meant to do nothing more than
relieve the pressure in Danni's absence.

He finished washing his hair
and rinsed off the suds from his body then stepped from the shower.
He dried his head first, rubbing the water from his hair, then ran
the towel over his arms and legs as he walked back toward the door to
his cottage along the dense hedges.

“
There
you are,” Alex's voice called to him.

Chase did his best to pull
the towel around his waist to hide his nakedness, but he missed the
other corner of the fabric and the towel swung loose, completely
exposing himself to Alex. Again, he saw the intense look Alex cast
his way, concentrating on his still semi-hard cock hanging between
his legs.

“
Looks
like I caught you at a bad time,” Alex said with a smile.

Chase reached again and
secured both ends of the towel in his grip. “What can I do for
you?”

“
So,
this is where you live?” Alex asked, pulling his eyes away from
Chase's chest and looked at the cottage.

Chase
nodded and tried to run his fingers through the tangles in his wet
hair. “Is there something wrong with the house?”

“
No,
no. Everything is … perfect,” Alex said, and again the
killer smile flashed at Chase.

“
Did
you have a question, then?” Chase asked.

“
You
said you lived in the guest house,” Alex said. “I was
curious to know where exactly that was. I'm trying to get a feel for
the property and see where everything is before the sun completely
sets. That's all.”

“
Oh,”
Chase said, a little relieved there wasn't an issue with the main
house. “The estate is fenced off, so you can easily find the
boundaries that way if you walk around. I'm over on this side of the
hedges and I pretty much stay to myself. Unless I'm working on your
house, you'll probably never see me.”

“
I'm
not worried about seeing you,” Alex said.

Chase started inching his
way along the stone bricks, slowly shifting past Alex. He stepped up
onto the side porch of the cottage and opened up his door. “Let
me know if you need anything,” Chase said. “I'm going
into town for a bite to eat, but I always have my cell phone with
me.”

“
Good
to know,” Alex said. He gave Chase a wave and started down the
pathway, disappearing through the opening in the hedges.

Chase
went inside, finished towel-drying himself, and pulled on a clean
pair of jeans and a t-shirt. It was Friday night and he usually
liked to meet a few guy friends in town for an after-work beer –
or two. Tonight he planned on staying for dinner, too, since Danni
was away. There certainly wasn't a need for him to rush home.

Chase
was home by eleven o'clock from his evening with the guys. He
noticed several lights still on inside the main house, as he drove
into the driveway toward the guest house. He parked his truck next
to the cottage and started around the side of the Cape Cod styled
structure. A loud splashing sound cut through the silence and
startled Chase. He stopped and peeked his head through the opening
in the hedges where the white gate separated the main house from the
guest quarters.

Across
the lawn he could see Alex climbing out of the pool using the stairs
at the end closest to the cottage. Chase watched Alex rise from the
water. Each step exposed more and more of him to Chase. Water ran
in rivulets from his face, down his neck and onto his chest. The
outside lighting made his wet skin glisten. Another step out of the
water and Chase realized Alex was naked.

Chase knew he should have
moved away, knew what he was looking at was private, but his feet
refused to move. His eyes were glued to Alex's body, finely muscled
back and ass, and his chest nicely defined with planes of muscle that
led down to a corded stomach and a long, thick cock that seemed to be
growing in front of his eyes.

Alex bent to a chaise lounge
chair and lifted a towel to dry his face. When he pulled the towel
from his face he spotted Chase and waved.

“
I
thought I heard your truck,” Alex hollered. He walked across
the patio and grass toward Chase, drying off his chest and arms as he
came closer to Chase, but making no effort to cover his cock –
his expanding cock.