So secretive

"Should we get out or order in?", Aleksander asked running his hand through his hair, and I was staring at his biceps, ogling every inch of his toned arms.

I didn't want to go anywhere else after going out today. One glance through the open space in his bedroom curtains told me it was still raining. "I think it's going to storm all night. We should stay in. We don't need anyone deliver in this weather, either I will toss a pizza from the freezer in the oven", I turned the door handle, cracking the bedroom door open ready to leave.

"No, you get comfortable. I will handle dinner", There was a hit of command in his tone. I couldn't tell him no when I heard that.

"Okay", i responded then turned to leave without looking back. If I stayed for another second, I honestly worried that I would drop my towel and beg him to fuck me again.

That man had no right to look as good as he is. It is really not fair.

Going up to the narrow stairs of the two guest rooms on the fourth floor, I turned to the