Merrick sat on the kitchen counter and strummed his guitar. He was having a hard time concentrating on writing his newest song because Sammy was humming along and shaking that luscious ass as he cut up vegetables for their salad.
Sammy really was the most attractive man he'd ever been around. His loving disposition and giving nature never ceased to amaze him. Not to mention he really was the sexiest thing on two legs that Merrick had ever seen.
Today he wore his favourite tight jeans that rode low on his slender hips. There were holes at each knee and a rather large one strategically placed under his right butt cheek. His light blue t-shit was tight and the length barely came to the top of his jeans. So every time Sammy bent over to get something or he shook that gorgeous ass, Merrick was rewarded with a vision of his soft, pale skin.
It was driving him and his interested prick crazy.
He had to fight the urge to jump off the counter, grab Sammy and kiss him senseless. Instead, he watched Sammy finish cutting up a carrot and toss it into the big yellow bowl beside him. Periodically Sammy would munch on a piece of something he just finished cutting up like he was doing with a piece of carrot he had neglected to put in the bowl.
"That looks good. I wanna piece."
Sammy turned around and raised his eyebrows in question. There was a tiny smirk on those full, pink, shiny lips and his ocean blue eyes glittered mischievously behind his glasses. "What would you like a piece of, Merrick?" Sammy asked innocently as he wiggled his hips suggestively.
"You know exactly what I want a piece of, Samuel Meriwether," he whispered, pointedly looking down at Sammy's bulge in his pants and back up into those big eyes.
"Hmm...would you like a piece of carrot or a big juicy cucumber?"
By the sweet expression on Sammy's face, one would think butter wouldn't melt in that mouth. Merrick knew better. "As appealing as a carrot sounds, I think I'll take a taste of the big cucumber instead," he said as he set his guitar down on the counter beside him and jumped off the counter. He deliberately walked slowly toward Sammy. He watched Sammy's eyes widen as he rubbed against him, reached past him into the bowl, took out a small piece of bell pepper and popped into his mouth, then walked off.
Let's see what Mr. Delicious Ass thinks of that.