shooing gesture with his hands.
Jayden’s answer was to blink once, twice, before grabbing the first few pieces and heading toward the dressing room.
A good few hours passed before Jayden had modeled everything to Matt’s satisfaction. He drew the line, though, at one thing.
“No,” he said stubbornly, repeating what he had just said.
“No?”
“Is there an echo in the room?” Jayden asked cheekily, tilting his head sideways.
“I’m paying for all of this, right?” Matt countered, and of course Jayden could only nod. “There you have it,” he continued smugly. “I want to see you in the underwear. Now.”
Jayden grumbled under his breath, but he did as he was told, snatching up the garments and hurrying back to the dressing room.
When he was done, he left his clothes in a heap on the floor and stepped out into the light on bare feet. “Satisfied now?” he challenged, holding his head high, making eye contact to show he wasn’t intimidated at all.
“Oh yes,” Matt drawled, leaning back in his chair, making a show of adjusting his clothes before giving him a big leer.
“Oh for the love of…,” Jayden grumbled before he headed back inside to change once more.
This pattern repeated quite a few times until Jayden had gone through every single pair of potential new underwear, and when he was done, his cock was straining and passion was singing in his veins. From the way Matt’s posture had changed from casual to tense over the last few minutes, he knew he wasn’t alone. Their attraction was clearly mutual, and maybe soon, Matt would act on it.
Jayden would be willing, of course, but not because he had been paid for. For once, he actually wanted to have sex with a man, and if Matt asked, he would gladly fall on his knees.
Eventually, though, they were finally done and the hellish morning was over. Dressed in designer jeans, new boots, and a way-too-clingy shirt, Jayden followed Matt to the till. He hummed, blocking his ears with his hands when the sum was mentioned, because he honestly didn’t want to know what kind of fortune Matt was leaving behind in this place.
“You can keep the clothes when we’re done,” Matt offered out of the blue after giving out his address for the delivery. Of course the store would deliver to the house because someone like Matt couldn’t possibly be asked to walk out with actual shopping bags.
“What?” Jayden asked, not believing his ears.
“I said,” Matt repeated, voice slightly strained because apparently he didn’t like to say the same things twice, “when we’re done, you can keep the clothes.”
“Thank you!”
“You’re welcome.”
“Let’s get some lunch, shall we?” Matt asked quite cheerfully, causing Jayden to smile wildly in return.
“I could eat,” he confessed, ducking his head shyly for a moment.
A hand came out of nowhere, ruffling his dark hair, and for the first time, when Jayden looked up, he found Matt returning his smile.
“You look good,” Matt simply said.
Jayden spluttered, unsure what to say, so he merely sent him a smile as an answer. His dimples were showing, and for a moment, the heat in Matt’s blue eyes could have set a flame alight, if such a thing were possible. There might or might not have been a possessive growl coming from Matt, but Jayden paid it no heed. Right now Matt had every right to be possessive, because as far as the world was concerned, they were in love.
A thank-you was on Jayden’s lips, but the words caught in his throat when Matt placed a quick kiss on his lips. Of their own volition, his fingers rose, touching his tingling lips. Had that just happened?
When he came back to himself, Matt was already heading outside toward their waiting limo. Jayden hurried after him, rushing into the car and taking his seat next to Matt. The leather welcomed him back like a long-lost lover. A sigh escaped his lips, and his eyes momentarily closed. No wonder rich people were
Jayden’s answer was to blink once, twice, before grabbing the first few pieces and heading toward the dressing room.
A good few hours passed before Jayden had modeled everything to Matt’s satisfaction. He drew the line, though, at one thing.
“No,” he said stubbornly, repeating what he had just said.
“No?”
“Is there an echo in the room?” Jayden asked cheekily, tilting his head sideways.
“I’m paying for all of this, right?” Matt countered, and of course Jayden could only nod. “There you have it,” he continued smugly. “I want to see you in the underwear. Now.”
Jayden grumbled under his breath, but he did as he was told, snatching up the garments and hurrying back to the dressing room.
When he was done, he left his clothes in a heap on the floor and stepped out into the light on bare feet. “Satisfied now?” he challenged, holding his head high, making eye contact to show he wasn’t intimidated at all.
“Oh yes,” Matt drawled, leaning back in his chair, making a show of adjusting his clothes before giving him a big leer.
“Oh for the love of…,” Jayden grumbled before he headed back inside to change once more.
This pattern repeated quite a few times until Jayden had gone through every single pair of potential new underwear, and when he was done, his cock was straining and passion was singing in his veins. From the way Matt’s posture had changed from casual to tense over the last few minutes, he knew he wasn’t alone. Their attraction was clearly mutual, and maybe soon, Matt would act on it.
Jayden would be willing, of course, but not because he had been paid for. For once, he actually wanted to have sex with a man, and if Matt asked, he would gladly fall on his knees.
Eventually, though, they were finally done and the hellish morning was over. Dressed in designer jeans, new boots, and a way-too-clingy shirt, Jayden followed Matt to the till. He hummed, blocking his ears with his hands when the sum was mentioned, because he honestly didn’t want to know what kind of fortune Matt was leaving behind in this place.
“You can keep the clothes when we’re done,” Matt offered out of the blue after giving out his address for the delivery. Of course the store would deliver to the house because someone like Matt couldn’t possibly be asked to walk out with actual shopping bags.
“What?” Jayden asked, not believing his ears.
“I said,” Matt repeated, voice slightly strained because apparently he didn’t like to say the same things twice, “when we’re done, you can keep the clothes.”
“Thank you!”
“You’re welcome.”
“Let’s get some lunch, shall we?” Matt asked quite cheerfully, causing Jayden to smile wildly in return.
“I could eat,” he confessed, ducking his head shyly for a moment.
A hand came out of nowhere, ruffling his dark hair, and for the first time, when Jayden looked up, he found Matt returning his smile.
“You look good,” Matt simply said.
Jayden spluttered, unsure what to say, so he merely sent him a smile as an answer. His dimples were showing, and for a moment, the heat in Matt’s blue eyes could have set a flame alight, if such a thing were possible. There might or might not have been a possessive growl coming from Matt, but Jayden paid it no heed. Right now Matt had every right to be possessive, because as far as the world was concerned, they were in love.
A thank-you was on Jayden’s lips, but the words caught in his throat when Matt placed a quick kiss on his lips. Of their own volition, his fingers rose, touching his tingling lips. Had that just happened?
When he came back to himself, Matt was already heading outside toward their waiting limo. Jayden hurried after him, rushing into the car and taking his seat next to Matt. The leather welcomed him back like a long-lost lover. A sigh escaped his lips, and his eyes momentarily closed. No wonder rich people were
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